With the spiritual spring space, rebirth in the red era

"Da Ming, why do you need the key to the warehouse?" Zhao Jixiang was suddenly scared.There was a lot of collective property in the warehouse, and he was worried that Xue Ming would steal things from the warehouse, which would be a serious crime.

At the same time, he was very confused. They said that there is no way to repay the kindness of saving a life. This child saved his life from the python's mouth, but he did not dare to give him the key.

"Uncle Jixiang suspects me of stealing things? Can those few pieces of scrap metal catch my eye?" Xue Ming looked disdainful.

"I didn't mean that. Don't think so wildly." Zhao Jixiang denied it and waited for Xue Ming to answer his question.

"Actually, I want to study the farm tools to see if there is room for improvement. I promise not to take the farm tools out of the warehouse." Xue Ming gave him a very fake answer.

Zhao Jixiang struggled for a long time and took out the keys from his pocket and gave them to Xue Ming, "My child, you must never take them out of the warehouse."

"Thank you, Uncle Jixiang, let's go back to the village." Xue Ming felt that this man was capable, and he would not be able to get the key if he didn't have the grace to save his life.

Of course, you can use space to cheat and take away the farm tools in the warehouse, but taking it without asking is stealing. If the matter is revealed, it will implicate Zhao Jixiang. This is not his style.

After leaving the forest and returning to Zhao Jixiang's home, Miao Xique was instantly excited when she saw her husband. She pinched her husband's ears and slapped him on the head, "You're a thousand-knife thing, why don't you die?"

He raised his hand and slapped him again, "Da Ming can hunt because his father's spirit in heaven protects him. Your bastard father is not dead yet. If you die, how will we two survive?"

The beating is kissing and scolding, and no one can bear the intrusive love. Zhao Jixiang hugged his head and ran away, "What are you doing? Why are you beating people? Oops..."

"I will fight you for something that can kill a thousand swords." Miao Xique turned his fear into a slap of love, "Are you still going hunting? Are you still going hunting?"

The scene was a bit jarring. Xue Ming turned to leave and heard Zhao Jixiang shout, "Don't leave, Daming. You should break up the fight!"

Xue Mingxin said that even if I could kill you, he would not dare to turn against Xiqi without three handfuls of sacred sand. "Aunt Magpie, calm down. It's okay. It's okay."

Miao Xique was a shrew, pinching her waist and nodding her nose as she scolded her husband, "If you dare to step into the woods again, I will take Xiaobao back to my parents' home. I will not be able to live this life."

Zhao Jixiang kept his head silent and was completely embarrassed today. First he cried in front of his juniors, and then he was domestically abused by his wife in front of his juniors.

"You go to Daming's house now to help build a house. If the house is not built well, don't come back." Zhao Xique also wanted a pound of wheat a day as a reward for his help.

Zhao Jixiang went into the house and rummaged through the cabinets, took out two boxes of shotgun bullets and gave them to Xue Ming. Two hundred rounds were enough for many days, and then took Xue Ming to the brigade warehouse.

There is a large yard behind the brigade headquarters, surrounded by high walls, where the brigade warehouse and bullpen are located.

There are 8 cows, 10 donkeys and 3 mules in the cowshed. The breeder, Zhao Dabao, an old man over fifty years old, is cutting the grass with a guillotine in front of the cowshed.

When he saw Xue Ming, he came over with a dry tobacco bag and said, "Jixiang, I heard that you went hunting in the forest. Did you catch a wild boar to satisfy my uncle's appetite?"

Zhao Jixiang was embarrassed when he didn't pick up any pot, "Uncle, don't be joking, I'm not Xue Ming and I didn't catch the wild boar."

"Xue Ming, are you willing to listen to what Grandpa Da Bao has to say to you?" Zhao Da Bao pointed his finger at Xue Ming again.

"Listen, tell me, old man." Xue Ming didn't offend him. This old guy had beaten the Japanese and was not easy to mess with.

"Are you dissatisfied that my old arms and legs can't work, so you don't ask for my help for such a big thing as building a house?" Zhao Dabao asked.

Every one of the brigade cadres was hired, but he was not hired as the breeder. The cowshed breeder was also a serious brigade cadre.

"Master, don't accuse me wrongly. It was Uncle Zhao Tian who arranged for the help. I will hire whoever he asks me to hire." Xue Ming decisively passed the blame to Comrade Zhao Tian.

"Uncle Bao, don't be picky. These animals are dependent on you all day long. Who are you going to help feed the animals?" Zhao Jixiang excused Zhao Tian. They are cousins.

"Fart! Which of my eight grandsons doesn't know how to feed animals?" Zhao Dabao was very angry. "I went to Zhao Tian in the evening and said, we are all in the same team and we cannot treat them differently."

After Zhao Dabao finished speaking, he went to cut the grass again, cutting off a large handful of grass at the waist, as if the grass was Zhao Tian.

This old guy was not easy to mess with. Zhao Jixiang hurriedly took Xue Ming to look at the warehouse. There were only three doors in a row of long tube houses, and each door had two large iron locks.

The windows are covered with frosted glass, so you can't see the inside from the outside. When you open the door and go inside, there are farm tools everywhere.

The strong sense of age aroused Xue Ming's interest. He squatted next to the iron plow and studied it carefully. The walk-behind single-share plow was painted with red paint, and the plowshare was polished so brightly that it could be used as a mirror.

"My child, study it slowly and never take it out." Zhao Jixiang reminded carefully.

"I know, I can't carry such a big plow. Tell my mother that I won't go home for lunch." Xue Ming didn't look away from the iron plow.

Zhao Jixiang walked out of the warehouse and came to the bullpen. "Uncle Bao helped me watch over Da Mingzi. Don't let him take the things in the warehouse outside."

Zhao Dabao snorted coldly, "People are smarter than you and can hunt wild boars, but you can't."

These words were so heartbreaking that Zhao Jixiang left angrily and secretly cursed the old man for being useless.

Xue Ming locked the warehouse, took out his camera and took pictures. In his previous life, he had seen a short video of cattle plowing the fields. It seemed that the cattle plowing the fields had to wear professional equipment.

I got up and searched in the warehouse and soon found a pile of cattle shuttles. The V-shaped wood had a rope attached to it, which should have been put around the neck of the cattle for plowing the fields.

Xue Ming didn't know how to use it, so he walked out of the warehouse with the cow shuttle in his arms and asked for advice, "Old man, how to use this?"

Zhao Laobao narrowed his eyes and said, "What are you kidding about? These are used for plowing the fields. Don't take anything in the warehouse randomly."

"You didn't take it randomly, please help me demonstrate." Xue Ming put down the cattle shuttle and squeezed his shoulders, "I will participate in collective labor next year and want to learn how to farm in advance."

"Okay, stop pinching, there must be bad water in your little kid's intestines." Zhao Dabao stood up and took out a cow from the cowshed.

He asked Xue Ming to hold the reins and slowly fixed the cattle shuttle on the cow. Then he held the reins and asked Xue Ming to do the same thing.

"Not bad, not bad, he looks like a farmer." Zhao Dabao suddenly sighed, "Good boy, don't learn these things. I tell you, there is no future in farming. If you have the ability, you can find a way to eat commercial grain in the city."

"Thank you, old man." The topic was a bit heavy. Xue Ming carried the cattle shuttle into the warehouse, plugged in all the doors and windows, and put the plow into the space with his mind.

He whistled to call the two little donkeys over, put cattle shuttles on them according to the previous operation, flicked the small leather whip in his hand, "You two are tired, go forward boldly!"

The two little donkeys pulled forward hard, their hind legs trembling and unable to pull, and the little female suddenly fell down.

"Oh my god, why can't I pull it?"