Reborn as an educated youth, my love brain awakens

After hearing what she said, Liu Yumei stopped trembling and just reminded her: "If you feel uncomfortable anywhere, don't bear it and see a doctor immediately."

She didn't expect that in the time it took Ji Qinglan to run a trip for her, he accomplished something big.

When she heard the news, she was so scared that her legs went weak. He was a murderer and a desperado. How could Ji Qinglan be so bold?

Niu Guixiang brought the last dish into the main room and called out to everyone, "Come and eat."

Secretary Zhang also came back and was washing his hands and feet on the curb at the door. When he heard the call, he sat down at the table and praised Ji Qinglan for risking his life to save others and bravely fighting the criminals. It was an honorable thing. The Honghe Brigade and You Rongyan.

As a member of the Honghe Brigade, Secretary Zhang spoke with great excitement, as if he suddenly looked ten years younger, and even asked the old woman to bring out the wine.

As a result, Secretary Zhang remained silent after being rebuked by Niu Guixiang, so naturally they didn't get to drink.

I have to go to work in the afternoon to arrange the harvest. What kind of wine should I drink? Am I drunk? Sober up in the big jar at the door.

Ji Qinglan pursed her lips and dared not speak, for fear of revealing her feelings at the moment. Zhang Jianguo and his wife were used to it. In this family, Niu Guide was the Empress Dowager.

Liu Yumei helped to get the dishes and chopsticks. Zhang Jianguo looked at his father several times and seemed to be hesitant to speak.

This directly annoyed Secretary Zhang, who glared back and fought back.

Zhang Jianguo: Dad, you still have the energy to glare at me at this time. I will throw a big one at you later.

I guarantee that you will not be able to sleep for three days and three nights, and your hair will turn white overnight.

On the dinner table, there were wild boar meat fried with cucumber, fried potato slices, loofah and egg soup, cold eggplant, and the staple food was red bean stewed with multi-grain rice.

The wild boar meat was the two kilograms that Ji Qinglan secretly sent over after he hunted a wild boar last time. Niu Guide was reluctant to eat it, so he made it into fried pork, thinking that he would rush to harvest tomorrow, so he brought it to share with everyone as a supplement.

She makes a lot, and each one is a big pot. Those who don’t like to eat coarse food can eat more vegetables.

She even cut a plate of tomatoes and sprinkled sugar on them. She had seen Ji Qinglan cook this dish before, and the children loved it very much.

Sure enough, the sweet and sour taste made Ji Xincheng and Ni'er scramble to eat it.

At the dinner table, Niu Guixiang naturally couldn't help but care about Ji Qinglan's injury. Ji Qinglan answered truthfully, and she also asked Ji Qinglan to pay attention, in case there was any sequelae, it would be terrible.

Zhang Jianguo curiously asked Ji Qinglan about the details of the fight. He wanted to ask it in the hospital yesterday, but he was too embarrassed to open his mouth. He was so anxious that he couldn't sleep the whole night.

Ji Qinglan spoke very roughly. It was no secret in the village that she knew some martial arts. She just said that she was lucky to have brought a hatchet with her yesterday, so the fight started. She never thought that the other party was Huang Huzi, who was wanted by the police.

Yesterday, there was Huang Huzi between Luo Hongyu and her. She suddenly pulled out a hatchet from behind and hit him off guard. Only Huang Huzi saw the scene of the hatchet being suddenly pulled out. It would be easy to explain at that time by saying that she carried it with her.

Everyone was fascinated by what they heard and worried about Ji Qinglan. Zhang Jianguo was even more excited and jumped up with excitement. He only regretted why he did not follow Ji Qinglan at that time and missed the opportunity to make a contribution.

Secretary Zhang, who didn't even get to have a drink, rolled his eyes out. He's a desperado with a murder record on his shoulders, and with your mediocre skills, are you going to deliver food to him?

The dining table was bustling with activity. After lunch, Secretary Zhang left in a hurry again. The soybeans and peanuts in the fields were ripe. Li Changlin discussed starting the harvest tomorrow. Today the office was very busy preparing for the harvest. All the tools were packed up, grinding what needed to be ground and repairing what needed to be repaired.

Because once the rush to harvest begins, you can't stop. After harvesting the peanuts and soybeans, you have to start harvesting rice and threshing millet. Then there is the spring wheat harvest. After that, you have to be busy planting another wave of cabbage and bamboo shoots to store for the winter.

One crop after another, it takes a month to be busy, and the whole year's harvest depends on this. No one dares to play any tricks at this time.

Zhang Jianguo still had a big move in mind, so he chased after Secretary Zhang and also informed Li Changlin along the way.

It is conceivable that the two were shocked when they heard the news.

Ji Qinglan also said goodbye with her things in her hand. Liu Yumei went to work at the village committee and helped carry a net bag to the intersection. Along the way, the villagers who saw Ji Qinglan coming back were all very friendly to her, greeting her and asking her questions, showing great enthusiasm.

When she got home, she took out the key and opened the door. Xiao Hei jumped out of her purse and checked the house front and back.

Ji Xincheng struggled to move a stool for his mother: "Mom, sit down and have a rest. Xincheng will take care of you."

Ji Qinglan touched his head amusedly and asked with a smile: "Then how are you going to take care of me?"

Ji Xincheng thought for a moment before saying, "I'll get you some water to wash your face and light a fire for you."

Cooking is impossible, and Ji Qinglan definitely wouldn't dare let him light the fire, as the little brat likes to play jokes.

Ji Xincheng ran out of the kitchen with a lot of noise, and soon came out with his special small washbasin. There was a shallow layer of water at the bottom of the basin, not too much.

He can't carry more than that.

"Mom, wash your face." Ji Xincheng ran over to get his mother's face towel and shouted in a knowledgeable tone.

"Okay, Mom will wash your face." Ji Qinglan put the towel in the basin, but the water was gone before the towel was soaked.

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Because once the rush to harvest begins, you can't stop. After harvesting the peanuts and soybeans, you have to start harvesting rice and threshing millet. Then there is the spring wheat harvest. After that, you have to be busy planting another wave of cabbage and bamboo shoots to store for the winter.

One crop after another, it takes a month to be busy, and the whole year's harvest depends on this. No one dares to play any tricks at this time.

Zhang Jianguo still had a big move in mind, so he chased after Secretary Zhang and also informed Li Changlin along the way.

It is conceivable that the two were shocked when they heard the news.

Ji Qinglan also said goodbye with her things in her hand. Liu Yumei went to work at the village committee and helped carry a net bag to the intersection. Along the way, the villagers who saw Ji Qinglan coming back were all very friendly to her, greeting her and asking her questions, showing great enthusiasm.

When she got home, she took out the key and opened the door. Xiao Hei jumped out of her purse and checked the house front and back.

Ji Xincheng struggled to move a stool for his mother: "Mom, sit down and have a rest. Xincheng will take care of you."

Ji Qinglan touched his head amusedly and asked with a smile: "Then how are you going to take care of me?"

Ji Xincheng thought for a moment before saying, "I'll get you some water to wash your face and light a fire for you."

Cooking is impossible, and Ji Qinglan definitely wouldn't dare let him light the fire, as the little brat likes to play jokes.

Ji Xincheng ran out of the kitchen with a lot of noise, and soon came out with his special small washbasin. There was a shallow layer of water at the bottom of the basin, not too much.

He can't carry more than that.

"Mom, wash your face." Ji Xincheng ran over to get his mother's face towel and shouted in a knowledgeable tone.

"Okay, Mom will wash your face." Ji Qinglan put the towel in the basin, but the water was gone before the towel was soaked.

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