I'm a little panicked. I'm going to be a father right after my rebirth.

Song Ye and Yang Xue were walking on the road. From time to time, they glanced at each other with a smile on their faces. No one knew what they were thinking.

"Wife, if you peek again, I will eat you!" Song Ye teased.

Yang Xue was stunned, and her face turned red instantly after she realized what was happening.

"You're annoying!" She patted Song Ye on the chest in an angry tone.

"Hehe" Song Ye grabbed her restless hand and kissed her on the lips.

"Wife, are you stupid? You've given away so much money, and you're still happy!"

Yang Xue twisted her neck proudly, "The money should have been returned to my parents, so that my elder brother and sister-in-law wouldn't be so sarcastic all the time. Besides, my man is capable, so he can spend the money and earn more!"

Song Ye touched her head, "My wife is still the best! She is much better than my sister-in-law. I feel relieved to leave the house to you!"

Yang Xue pounded his chest shyly, "You only know how to coax me!"

"Haha" Song Ye laughed out loud, his heart full of happiness.

The two of them quickly reached home, and the first thing they did when they entered the house was to light a fire. The house had been empty for two days, and the stove was cold.

When Qiao Dayong came back from taking care of his mother at home, he saw smoke coming out of Song Ye's chimney from afar. His eyes suddenly lit up and he quickly ran into the yard.

"Brother Song! You're back!" Qiao Dayong exclaimed in surprise when he saw Song Ye carrying firewood.

"Brother Qiao, Happy New Year!" Song Ye was also very happy to see him.

"Happy New Year, Brother Song. Are you okay?!" Qiao Dayong asked.

Song Ye shook his head, "It's okay, it's all a misunderstanding."

"Great!" Qiao Dayong sighed from the bottom of his heart, "Brother Song, I knew you wouldn't do anything bad!"

Song Ye smiled faintly, "Thank you, Brother Qiao, for believing in me."

"No, no!" Qiao Dayong scratched his head embarrassedly.

"By the way, Brother Song, I have turned over the soil in the greenhouse in the backyard, and have been burning the stove to keep it warm these days. What do you think we should plant?"

"Brother Qiao, you are so hardworking!" Song Ye sighed. If an ordinary person's boss was arrested, why would he still work?

Song Ye stroked his chin and thought for a moment, "Brother Qiao, wait for me in the greenhouse, I will bring you the things to be planted later."

"Okay, okay!" Qiao Dayong nodded and walked towards the backyard happily.

Song Ye carried the firewood into the house, put it into the stove door and lit it. When the firewood was burning red, he put half a basket of corn cobs in it and the work was done.

The kang in the room was heated first and was already very warm. Yang Xue had not slept much in the past two days at her mother's house. Now she lay on the kang and soon fell asleep because of sleepiness.

Looking at the dark circles under her eyes, Song Ye touched her hair with heartache. His wife had suffered a lot in the past two days. He would never let her go back to her mother-in-law's house alone again.

Song Ye covered Yang Xue with a thin quilt. Seeing that she was sleeping soundly, he didn't want to disturb her, so he simply went into the space to work.

When it comes to growing something in the greenhouse, Song Ye’s first choice is strawberry seedlings. This stuff grows so fast that a lot of it can be grown in just a few days.

He dug out some half-grown strawberry seedlings with a shovel and took them to the backyard to find Qiao Dayong.

"Brother Qiao, please help me plant these seedlings. They don't need to be planted too densely, just half a meter between each plant will be fine."

"Okay, OK!" Qiao Dayong started to make ridges immediately, and all the crops were planted in less than an hour.

Song Ye nodded secretly. He was indeed a good farmer. His speed was much faster than his!

The things produced in the space are good, but he dares not let anyone know, so he has to work alone every time, and he is really exhausted.

"Brother Song, after we've planted the seedlings, we need to water them. I'll go to the big well to get some water. Where are your shoulder pole and bucket?"

"Uh" This question confused Song Ye, he had no idea. Only then did he realize that the water he usually drank was fetched by his wife alone!

"The bucket should be in the house. I'll get it." Song Ye said as he walked towards the front yard, and finally found the shoulder pole and bucket in the kitchen.

This bucket is made of iron sheets and weighs several kilograms. If you add water into it, it will weigh at least twenty kilograms. The water has to be pumped up with a windlass, which is really a strenuous job.

The nearest well in the village is at least 300 meters away from their home. It would be so hard for the daughter-in-law, with her small body, to fill a tank of water!

Song Ye shook his head and suppressed the guilt in his heart. The person who didn't know how to cherish was himself in his previous life. After his rebirth, he would never let his wife suffer again!

The bucket was handed to Qiao Dayong, and he immediately went to fetch water using a shoulder pole.

Song Ye browsed around in the points mall and bought a large water tank to place in the middle of the greenhouse, so that watering would be more convenient in the future.

Qiao Dayong, who had just come back from fetching water, saw such a large water tank and his eyes widened immediately. "Hey, Brother Song, why are you carrying it by yourself? It would be better if I come back and we can carry it together. This tank is so heavy!"

Song Ye waved his hand, "It's okay, Brother Qiao, I moved it in by turning it, it's not too heavy."

He touched his chin and said, "It's too far to go to the big well to fetch water. It's not a good idea to keep doing this. Brother Qiao, when the weather gets warmer, can you help me find a well-drilling team?"

"Okay, good!" Qiao Dayong nodded repeatedly. Brother Song was really a good boss. Seeing how hard it was for him to fetch water, he actually wanted to dig a well!

If Song Ye could hear what he was thinking, he would definitely say that he was overthinking.

Song Ye will definitely need to go out more often in the future. If he doesn't come back for a few days, his wife will have to go to the big well to fetch water, which is both dangerous and hard. I just feel sorry for my wife, okay!

"Brother Qiao, please go home and see me. Come back tomorrow morning. I can do the simple job of watering the plants by myself."

After Qiao Dayong filled the entire vat, Song Ye let him go home and rest. He still had a lot of experiments to do, and Brother Qiao couldn't do anything here.

Qiao Dayong originally wanted to say that he was not tired at all and could continue working, but he gave up when he saw Song Ye’s serious expression.

I don’t know why, but every time I see Song Ye, I feel a sense of oppression as when I faced my teacher as a child, so I just have to listen to him.

After seeing Qiao Dayong off, Song Ye locked the door and then headed straight into the greenhouse.

The first thing he experimented with was spiritual spring water. He scooped half a bucket of water and poured it directly on a strawberry seedling. The plant began to grow wildly instantly, and half of the greenhouse was occupied by its extended creeping stems.

All the newly grown plants finally produced large red fruits. The effect was so good that even Song Ye was stunned.

He picked a strawberry and ate it, and suddenly a refreshing feeling spread throughout his body. His eyes lit up. This effect was countless times better than the fruits watered with pond water before!

Song Ye understood instantly that the spiritual spring water was the source and the amount was small, so its effect was the strongest. He quickly picked all the strawberries and left them for his wife and parents to eat.

The next thing to be experimented with is the pond water.

Song Ye scooped another half bucket of water, fearing that the effect would be as shocking as before, so he closed his eyes and stretched his hand far away before daring to pour it down. The result was...

ps: I'm stuck today, I owe you one chapter, I'll make it up tomorrow