Return to the era of passion

When Wang Bin opened his eyes, Widow Zhao beside him had disappeared, and the bed was a little cold. He quickly got up and put on his clothes.

Seeing that Da Mao Ni and Er Mao Ni were still sleeping soundly on the kang, they left the house, went to the latrine first, and then entered the bright kitchen.

"When you wake up, wash your face quickly, I've cooked for you." Widow Zhao said with a smile.

Wang Bin hummed, poured hot water to wash his face, and thought about buying more towels next time.

Widow Zhao had already filled the batter with wild vegetable sticks. Wang Bin worked hard for half a night and started eating the pickles in a bowl.

"Eat slowly, don't choke."

"Don't you know if I'm hungry?" Wang Bin raised his head and asked.

Widow Zhao had a look of embarrassment on her face. She was taught two profound lessons by Wang Bin yesterday and also fainted twice.

But Tiezhu was still plowing the fields like an animal.

When I woke up in the morning, my calves were trembling and weak, and my stomach was growling with hunger.

Knowing that Wang Bin would consume a lot, he got up to cook. Otherwise, most people would eat twice a day and there would be no morning meal at all.

"I know I'm hungry. I tortured you so hard yesterday that my waist almost broke from exhaustion."

Wang Bin smiled and then said, "I'll come back in a few days to deliver food to you."

Widow Zhao couldn't help but feel happy when she got the result she wanted. As long as Tiezhu came often to deliver food, she could raise her two children.

Question: "Tie Zhu, you said that next year you won't let the eldest son go to school and come back to mow grass to earn money?"

The children in the brigade don't go to school much, that is, they only go to the primary school in the village for two or three years, and they only need to be able to recognize simple words.

Especially if girls are a little older, they can work in the fields, and cutting ten pounds of pig grass can be exchanged for one work point.

Widow Zhao saw that she couldn't have enough to eat this year, so she also came up with the idea of ​​letting her children go to school to help. She had 8 centimeters a day plus her children's two, so she had 10 work points a day.

"No, Da Mao Ni is still young and still has to go to school. Is there no tuition fee?"

As he spoke, Wang Bin took out 3 yuan from his pocket and handed it to Widow Zhao, saying, "You can use this money to pay the tuition for your two children. I will bring you some pencils and notebooks later."

"This..." Widow Zhao took the money anyway, and then took out a handkerchief. After opening it, Wang Bin saw that there were only a few cents inside. Widow Zhao carefully rolled the three dollars together and wrapped them again.

Then looking at Wang Bin's childish face, who was only a few years older than Da Mao Ni, he suddenly blurted out: "Tie Zhu, why don't I let Da Mao Ni serve you in a few years?"

When Wang Bin heard this, he was so shocked that he spat out a mouthful of rice. He coughed twice and then he calmed down and said speechlessly:

"Sister Zhao, what are you talking about? She is still a child."

Widow Zhao asked strangely: "Then you are so good to her, I thought you..."

"Okay, the more you talk, the more outrageous it becomes. How can you be such a mother-in-law?" Wang Bin said without getting angry.

After finishing the food in his hands, he put it on the pot table, reached in and twisted it, and then said: "Stop thinking about it, I only like big ones like this."

Widow Zhao closed her eyes, pressed Wang Bin's hand with more strength, and warned, "Remember to come back in two days, or I will climb your courtyard wall."

Wang Bin nodded. Widow Zhao knew that she was a cashier, so she lowered her attitude even more yesterday and tried hard to cater to her. She had enough fun, otherwise she wouldn't have scored twice.

Seeing that it was almost dawn, Wang Bin knew that he could not stay any longer, so he reluctantly took out his hand, and then sneaked out of the door.

I returned home smoothly, but I was a little regretful that I didn't find the widow this time.

Entering the space again, I found that the vegetables I planted before were ripe and some had seeds.

First collect all the things that have been damaged by hares before and use them to feed the hares and chickens, and then put the rest into the storage space.

Seeds were used for planting again. Green vegetables, cabbage, radish, lettuce, mustard, spinach, lettuce, pumpkin, winter melon and water spinach were planted in one acre each.

Although some potatoes and sweet potatoes have grown, they can only be planted on a few plots of land. They can only wait for the harvest to bet again before they can collect enough seeds for one acre.

There are also two kinds of red pepper and garlic, and there are not enough seeds for one acre. Only a hundred seeds of each type are planted.

The smallest quantities are sunflower seeds and peanuts. The first crop has not matured yet, so we can only wait a little longer.

Through this period of planting, Wang Bin has discovered that spicy wild vegetables usually mature in one or two days.

If the crops are harvested, it will be slower. It is estimated that it will take about 5-7 days to harvest.

In other words, it only takes one week to harvest a season's worth of food in space.

Wang Bin is already very satisfied with such rapid growth. In this way, he will not be short of food at all, and there will still be a lot of surplus that can be sold.

Comparing the two times, one week is equivalent to one quarter of growing time outside. After all, most crops have a growth cycle of about 100 days.

However, this time is the growth time of plants, which is reduced by the effect of the spiritual spring water. It is not that space and time are different from the outside. In fact, the time flow rate inside and outside is the same.

After cleaning up, Wang Bin went out and continued to work. When he passed the big landowner's yard, he saw bricks, cement and river sand piled inside, and several construction team workers were busy.

Wang Bin was very surprised. He had not considered the problem of low-temperature cement being unusable before. Now that the outdoor temperature is already below zero, is there any antifreeze cement that can be used in winter?

Turning around and walking into the yard, the person working was also a member of the brigade. Although Wang Bin didn't know the name, they all looked familiar and asked: "Uncle, can this cement still be used in winter?"

The other party grinned: "You don't know me. You just have to call me eldest brother according to your seniority."

Wang Bin's face turned red. Seeing that the other person was in his 40s, he casually called him uncle, but he called him wrong. It seemed that the other person knew him.

The relationship between each other in a brigade is very complicated. Many of them are close relatives, so they have to compare the relationship with each other and call each other.

Some people, regardless of their age, can call a kid who is learning to speak a yaya, uncle or grandpa, even a 60-year-old man.

Wang Bin quickly asked again: "Brother, can this cement be anti-freeze?"

The other party then said: "That won't work if you are building a house. The cement will freeze after a while if it is stained with water. But this is building a pool inside the house. All you need to do is light a fire in the house to make the temperature higher. , don’t let it freeze, just wait until the cement dries naturally.”

"Well, it turns out that's the case." Wang Bin suddenly realized.

I didn't think about building a pool before, I just thought about using anti-freeze cement. Later I remembered that the cement standards at this time were low and there was no concept of anti-freeze cement at all.

It's still a little strange, I don't know how to build this pool.

After chatting with this familiar elder brother for a few words, Wang Bin turned around and went to work.

When I came to the office, I cleaned up first, made preparations, and then filled the hot water bottle.

When it was nine o'clock, Zhang Lin came in and said, "Accountant Xia, I want to borrow 100 yuan for urgent use."