After Entering the Book, She Became Rich in the 1980s

Chapter 32 I have no time, or you feed me?

Zhou Chenglei and Jiang Xia walked side by side in front of Wen Wan.

Wen Wan watched thoughtfully as the couple walked by with smiles on their faces.

Jiang Xia actually beat Wu Qizhi?

In her previous life, she divorced Zhou Chenglei because of Wu Qizhi, and she preferred to follow Wu Qizhi anonymously.

What's going on today?

Could it be that Jiang Xia was also reborn?

Knowing that Wu Qizhi is a domestic violence man, that's why Jiang Xia didn't divorce and stayed in the Zhou family?

If Jiang Xia and Zhou Chenglei don't divorce, what will she do?

Jiang Xia saw someone pushing a bicycle in front of him and dragging a big box behind him, covered with an old quilt. The man shouted as he walked and rang the bicycle bell: "I'm selling popsicles! I'm selling popsicles!"

Jiang Xia saw a child pulling her mother over to buy it. She also wanted to eat it, so she turned to look at the people around her: "Do you want to eat popsicles?"

Zhou Chenglei glanced at her and said nothing. Instead, he walked over and said to the popsicle seller, "I want a popsicle."

"There's only one dime left."

Zhou Chenglei freed his hand and took out a dime.

The man took the money and took out a popsicle from the wood-inlaid foam box and handed it to Zhou Chenglei.

Zhou Chenglei took it and turned around and handed it to Jiang Xia.

The popsicle has no packaging, is white, and its appearance and shape match its name.

Jiang Xia took it, lowered her head and took a bite: it was cold, sweet and refreshing.

The tractor was not far away, and Jiang Xia walked over while eating.

Zhou Chenglei followed her with a handbasket and other things. If someone approached, he would go to that side in advance to protect her and prevent her from being hit.

Soon the two of them walked to the tractor. The tractor's bed was already full of things and there was no room for people to sit on it.

Jiang Xia climbed up to the seat next to the driver's seat. The tractor had a roof that could block the sun. She took off her straw hat.

Zhou Chenglei put away the things Jiang Xia bought and then started the tractor.

Jiang Xia saw him inserting a Z-shaped fire stick into the card slot, pressing the compressor, and shaking it hard and fast several times.

Then the tractor's nose sprayed out a thick stream of diesel smoke, and the tractor also made a "rumbling" sound.

Zhou Chenglei took off the fire stick, stuffed it under the seat, got into the driver's seat, and drove away on the tractor.

It was only after nine o'clock, but the midsummer sun was a bit strong. The gray-white cement road was shining in the sun, and the tractor was "chugging" on the road.

Facing the cool wind, Jiang Xia took a bite of the popsicle and held it in her mouth, letting it slowly melt. From her mouth to her belly, it was cold and sweet all the way...

Seeing her eating with gusto, Zhou Chenglei asked, "Is it ice?"

"Ice! You know ice when you see the cold air coming out of it. Do you want to eat it?" Jiang Xia held up the half-eaten popsicle in front of him to show him the cold air coming out of it. He was about to ask, "If you want to eat it, then you Why didn’t you just buy one more?”

Before she could ask, he quickly glanced at the road, then lowered his head and took a bite of the popsicle in her hand.

"Yeah, it's definitely ice."

Cold and sweet.

“…”

Jiang Xia looked at the popsicle that had been bitten off, and then glanced at the man who was driving seriously!

How could he eat this bitch?

Zhou Chenglei raised the corners of his mouth, and after she struggled with the popsicle for a long time, he reminded her: "It's about to melt."

At this time, the popsicle turned into a drop of water and flowed down. Jiang Xia was startled and quickly put it into his mouth and took a sip.

Jiang Xia's body stiffened, but she thought that he had eaten her leftovers twice.

Forget it, it’s even!

Zhou Chenglei raised the corner of his mouth slightly.

But Jiang Xia was still too embarrassed to eat anymore, "I finished it!"

The tone was fierce.

"No hands, or you feed me?"

Jiang Xia: "..."

Jiang Xia wants to throw it away. "Don't throw it away, you'll attract ants." The man seemed to understand her thoughts and reminded her.

Throwing a popsicle randomly on the street may indeed attract a bunch of ants, but can you feed it to him?

"If you don't eat it, it will melt again."

Jiang Xia glared at him and put the popsicle in his mouth.

Feed him? impossible!

When I go out to eat hot pot with colleagues and friends, if someone picks up the food from the hot pot directly without serving chopsticks, isn't it the same as eating other people's saliva?

Thinking about it this way, Jiang Xia felt at ease.

Zhou Chenglei's lips raised all the way.

Jiang Xia asked: "Is there anyone selling newspapers in town?"

"have."

Zhou Chenglei went to the supply and marketing cooperative and bought two cigarettes and a bottle of Maotai. He also brought out a few newspapers. Then he went to buy a hand-cranked water pump and a long water pipe, which he put on the top of the tractor and **** before leaving the town.

Jiang Xia found that the tractor was not going home, and she didn't know where Zhou Chenglei was going, so she didn't ask.

He bought Maotai and cigarettes, probably to give them away.

Check out the 16-9 book bar and see the correct version!

Jiang Xia lowered his head to read the newspaper.

The tractor chugged forward. Not long after leaving the center of the town, there were fields on both sides of the road. Under the blue sky, the rice fields were bright green.

Jiang Xia browsed several newspapers, as if looking for some news.

Zhou Chenglei asked: "What are you looking at?"

“Get a job and see what you can make money from.”

Zhou Chenglei was silent.

The one she read was the city daily, so did she still want to leave?

Zhou Chenglei felt that the sweetness of the popsicle he had just eaten turned into a mouthful of bitterness.

The popsicles are made of saccharin, and that's what they will look like after eating them, Zhou Chenglei thought to himself.

Jiang Xia finally found a suitable part-time job to make money, and she put down the newspaper.

Zhou Chenglei wanted to ask, but didn't dare.

Jiang Xia said instead: "I don't have to go to sea another day. I want to go to the city. Do I have to go to the town to get a car?"

Zhou Chenglei's Adam's apple slid, and he said with some difficulty: "Yes, there is no bus from the village to the city. I will go with you then, and I will accompany you back to see your parents."

Afraid of her rejection, he made an excuse.

"Okay." Jiang Xia didn't refuse. She didn't even know where the original owner's door was. It was just right to have Zhou Chenglei take her back.

The tractor was dusty and noisy as it walked on the road, and the two of them said nothing.

The tractor traveled for two hours and it was already past eleven o'clock. It still had to be refueled halfway through.

Most of the scenery along the way was fields. Jiang Xia saw two people in the fields under the scorching sun. One of them was holding a bamboo pole, and they used the bamboo pole to sweep across the green rice fields, raising waves one after another.

She asked curiously: "Zhou Chenglei, what are they doing in the fields?"

Zhou Chenglei turned his head and glanced at the words, then turned back to look at the road: "They are catching flowers, which is rice seed production. That rice field is a rice breeding base. The male and female rice plants are different in height, and catching flowers can separate the male and female plants." The pollen rises and falls on the female parent.”

Jiang Xia understood after hearing this.

She looked at the rice fields carefully. It was indeed different from ordinary rice fields. The rice fields were high and low, and the colors were different shades, just like green striped shirts.

Jiang Xia: "It's too hard at noon. Can't you do it when the sun is not so strong?"

Zhou Chenglei: "The flowering time of rice is two hours before and after 12 noon. The flowering time is short, so we have to hurry up and do it at noon to catch the flowers."

Jiang Xia sighed: "It's true that a good harvest is never easy."

Zhou Chenglei didn't say anything, but he recognized it in his heart.

Another half an hour later, the tractor stopped in front of an orchard: "We're here."

Jiang Xia looked at the man beside her, so he drove the tractor here for so long because she proposed to plant some fruit trees in the yard last night?

About more, wait until my old book is finished~

(End of chapter)