Rebirth in 1987, the fierce wife is not to be messed with!

Jiang Peiwei dodged the stone and looked down at her: "Look, what kind of life have you been living without me. Come back soon! Otherwise, I don't know how long you can stay by my side!"

Yuan Yuan was trembling all over and screamed, "Jiang Peiwei, you are so mean!"

Seeing her frightened look, Jiang Peiwei's face was full of cruel satisfaction: "If you are afraid, just come back obediently."

Looking through her to the back of her, he laughed again: "So your lover is here too! What's the matter? The great hero has no money to buy food, so he wants to dig wild vegetables to improve the food?"

Yuan Yuan felt a big hand falling on her shoulder, and then her whole body was lifted up. Her waist was pulled and she turned half a circle, with her face covered in a broad shoulder socket.

It’s Jiang Zhou, Jiang Zhou is back.

He held Yuan Yuan in his arms and glared at Jiang Peiwei. Just one glance was enough to make Jiang Peiwei break out in a cold sweat. His momentum was greatly reduced. "Just, just a stinky soldier, are you pretending to be a ghost?"

Jiang Zhou did not speak, but slightly turned sideways, ready to attack, his dark eyes like a beast ready to strike. Jiang Peiwei let out a roar and rode away on his motorcycle.

It's really the kind of running that makes your butt smoke.

Jiang Zhou felt his arms tremble violently. He lowered his head and looked at his wet chest: "..."

I want to ask, but it’s difficult to ask, so I just don’t ask.

He said, "Jiang Peiwei is gone, don't cry. Are you going to go up the mountain again?"

A nasal voice came from my arms: "Go up."

When Yuan Yuan came out of his arms, Jiang Zhou saw that her nose and eyes were all red, especially the tip of her nose, which was as red as a rabbit's. He felt a little distressed. He raised his hand to wipe the tears from her face and said, "Let's go."

With her head lowered and her steps almost numb, she walked towards the mountain.

Moreover, it goes faster and faster.

When they got to the bottom of the mountain, Jiang Zhou insisted on forcing Yuan Yuan to wash her face in the stream. The stream water was cold and icy, and Yuan Yuan shuddered when she touched it: "Okay, I'm not in any serious trouble! No need to wash your face!"

Jiang Zhou was stern and impartial: "You have to wash it. Haven't you seen how ugly you look like?"

Yuan Yuan: “…”

Seeing that her face was not right, Jiang Zhou changed his words in time: "Not ugly, not ugly, just with tears and snot hanging down her nose, she looks a lot younger."

Yuan Yuan, who looked 20 years old but was already past menopause, suddenly had bright eyes: "You look a lot younger, huh?"

"Yeah." Jiang Zhou nodded seriously, "As young as a first grader."

Yuan Yuan: “…”

She washes!

Can't she wash her face?

She squatted by the stream and splashed water on her face, and heard slight "pa" and "pa" sounds. When she wiped the water off her face and opened her eyes, she saw Jiang Zhou squatting downstream, disemboweling two dead birds that he had shot down.

"I shot it with a slingshot," Jiang Zhou said. "Weeds are carrion eaters, and earthworms and grasshoppers can't reach this fresh flesh and blood."

The fresh flesh and blood was really fresh, and the scene was really disgusting. Fortunately, neither of them was squeamish. Yuan Yuan helped Jiang Zhou pack the flesh and blood into small crab cages, and they finished it quickly together. They worked until the last ray of light disappeared. Jiang Zhou asked her to turn on the headlamp, and the two of them went up the mountain one after the other.

After climbing for a while, Jiang Zhou thought Yuan Yuan couldn't keep up, so he pulled her back: "Yuan Yuan, hold my hand and move forward. Or you can hold my belt."

Unexpectedly, he pulled in vain. Yuan Yuan appeared beside him, climbing up and said curiously: "What are you pulling? I can walk by myself."

Jiang Zhou: “…”

Then why did you cry like a tearful person just now? So fragile? ?

He looked inquiringly at the slender figure in front of him shrouded in the night. Yuan Yuan turned around and said to him, "Come on, let's go. The wide stream in front is where I caught crabs last time."

In such a short time, she has recovered to her usual capable and intelligent self, and Jiang Zhou's eyes gradually softened.

He took long steps and followed: "Coming."

Soon we arrived at Kuan Creek, where the jungle parted over the stream, revealing a dark blue sky dotted with stars. As the headlamp shone down on the stream, Yuan Yuan took a closer look and was delighted: "Wow, it's a frog! It stopped moving when the headlamp was shone on it!! We'll catch some later and bring them back for a treat tomorrow!"

Jiang Zhou smiled and said, "Okay."

He used a branch to throw the motionless frog back into the water, walked into the water and began to set up the cages. Yuan Yuan noticed that his movements were strange, the positions of the cages seemed to have some pattern, but also seemed to have no pattern. After setting up the last cage, he walked back to the first place and collected them. There was a cage full of crabs. You held my pincers, and I held your feet, and we kept gurgling and spitting bubbles.

Yuan Yuan was filled with joy, "I'll pour them out and then continue to fill them?"

Jiang Zhou shook his head: "No need. We have caught most of the fish in this section of the stream. We will go to another place next time."

Yuan Yuan was slightly disappointed: "Oh."

Jiang Zhou put the crab cage into the backpack he brought with him and asked, "How long do you plan to make this crab sauce?"

Still trying to memorize the location of the cage, Yuan Yuan heard it and said casually, "How come it took only three days?"

Jiang Zhou smiled even more: "That's not what I meant."

Yuan Yuan finally realized it: "Ah? You're talking about this... I've been thinking about it too. This thing can't be mass-produced, and it's not realistic for me to set up a small workshop to produce it. But there's no reason not to do a good job in overseas Chinese business. I'm really worried."

After a few minutes of silence, Jiang Zhou put away another crab cage and said, "Have you ever considered using the opponent's force to counter the opponent's force?"

Yuan Yuan: “Hmm?”

Jiang Zhou said, "Although I don't know what your relationship with them is like, you can definitely take the initiative. Instead of waiting for them to call you and then provide them with products, you can directly ask them what they need. It would be best if you could get in touch with the overseas Chinese stores and offer them products. Wouldn't that be proactive?"

"That's the truth..." Yuan Yuan raised her head slightly, squinted her eyes, and thought, "I have considered it before, but I think it's not the right time to go alone."

Jiang Zhou said, "The Art of War by Sun Tzu says that if you are 70% sure, you can do it. There is no reason to prepare thoroughly before launching an attack."

Yuan Yuan couldn't help but laugh: "...Yes."

She tilted her face and looked at Jiang Zhou: "Didn't you not graduate from high school? You are very educated, you even know Sun Tzu's Art of War..."

Her direct gaze made the usually fierce man's face turn red, but the night was so dark that the dark red face could not be seen. Jiang Zhou avoided her gaze and said, "The army is a melting pot, and it made up for some cultural lessons."

Yuan Yuan smiled and didn't pursue the matter further.

Jiang Zhou, on the other hand, kept asking, "How do you know I didn't graduate from high school? Did you ask about me?"

Yuan Yuan also found a crab cage, picked it up, and turned to look at Jiang Zhou. She said, "Of course, living under the same roof with you without knowing anything about me, wouldn't it be dangerous for me?"

Jiang Zhou: "...Are you serious?"

"you guess?"

Yuan Yuan waded through the water with a loud splash and went away.