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Post-’80s Cultivation Journal

By Diao Yu 1 Ge

Chapter 250—Xiang Niang

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Starting from rice grouting, there are often a lot of people around the paddy field called Huajia.

"How do you plant this field? I didn't see him adding fertilizer, and I didn't see him playing pesticides. I didn't even see him pulling the grass. How did He grow so well? Look at this situation, the yield per mu. A thousand kilograms is inevitable." Zhang Jiwang looked at the middle of the palm of a rice house and watched it over and over again.

"Hey, how do you pick the rice ears? If you pick it up like this, you can't spend this field on the side of the field." Zhang Dechun saw someone picking rice in the field and stopped it. But when people took the block, they ran over and picked up a bunch of rice ears.

Everyone is a farmer, they are all farming. How the harvest in the field determines how much smile on the faces of everyone. Nothing is idle, everyone likes to pick a bunch of rice ears from the field and count the number of grains. The amount of grain determines the abundance of production. The flower field called Huajia was the most embarrassed. I don’t know how many rice ears are in the village. It’s close to the road, and the rice ears are missing a circle. This is why Zhang Dechun blocked it.

Zhang Genxin smiled. "I am still the first time, not counting my heart."

Zhang Dechun said with no sigh of relief, "You are doing this, at least let the flower field reduce the production of a valley. Roots, you have to count quickly. Yesterday, the number of Wang Wang has reached more than 200, see you pick How many tablets are there?"

A large group of people in the village came around to see how many pieces of this string were picked up by Zhang Genxin.

The number of one grain and one grain is good for a while. Zhang Genxin said, "291...292..."

This string of grain ears actually reached more than 300. It is simply that these peasants who have been farming for decades have opened their mouths and have been unable to gather for a long time. It’s amazing. It is foreseeable that the output of this paddy field will certainly not be covered.

"Dechun branch secretary, the hybrid rice called flower species is exactly the same as mine. It is the hybrid grain of Weiyou. My family has added so much fertilizer, and the grass is also pulled in the middle, the fertilizer is applied, and the medicine is also hit. It’s all over the place. It’s called the flower, and the rice is directly planted as a bean. What kind of fat is not added, how can it grow much better than mine. The grain of my family has not reached 200 tablets at most. What is going on? We all just like to call flowers like this." Zhang Genxin said very strangely.

Zhang Jiwang snorted. "If you are so kind, you can recover a few straws. You think you are a flower."

Everyone suddenly returned to the taste, right. Is there a strange thing about calling flowers? He fell to Meishan. Falling down Meishan, there is a ancestor to bless. The ordinary villagers must farm like him, only fear that the seedlings will not grow out. Each family raises seedlings and wants to do everything to germination. The germination rate of the grain is also hard to exceed 90%. There is also a small number of vulnerable seedlings. But when I call this rice field, although the grain is sprinkled, it is not only grown,

It is still growing very well. This is naturally not something that can be done by one person.

The people in Meizitang surrounded the paddy field of Zhang Hua’s house and made something to the door.Since the last time I picked tea, the other people in the village have earned dozens of pieces of tea for a few days, and earned hundreds more. Every household is laughing and laughing, but Chen Maozhong’s family has not earned a single son. When I get home, I quarrel every day. Finally, I made a noise and came out. When she blinked this morning, Chen Maozhong found that her mother was not right. The head was sitting on the bed.

"I still don't want to comb my hair like a slut." Chen Maozhong touched her hand on her mother.

"I am a three-hole Meishan Xianniang, Shangdong Yunxiao Huangshi Auntie, Zhongdong Sancha Li's Erniang, Xiadong Shuiyu Zhou's Sanniang, Jiugong Xiansheng, Birds Baihe, Qibao Niangniang. Fans are rude Liu Fengying kicked Chen Maozhong out of bed. Although Chen Maozhong is not a strong man of Meizi, he is also considered to be strong. However, Liu Fengying’s foot actually kicked out and flew out a foot. Dropped to the ground, it took a long time to get back to Yang.

"Oh, you are a slut, dare to move to me, do not fight for three days, go to the house to expose the tile!" Chen Maozhong thought that he was not guarded, only to be kicked by his mother. Climb up from the ground and immediately rushed over. Water knows that he hasn't rushed to his wife, and the bed is sticking out a long, white and tender long legs. Chen Maozhong is a little dazzled. Some strange that he didn't even notice that his wife had such a thing.

Just like this, the one that has already been mentioned by Chen Maozhong, Chen Maozhong immediately vacated, this time more than the previous one, he flew out, directly hit the wall, and stuck on the wall for a while, The ability to fall down. Chen Maozhong slammed his head and broke his blood. It took half a day to recover consciousness. Life looked like a gossip and looked at the bed.

"You have listened to me. I am a three-hole Meishan Xianniang, Shangdong Yunxiao Huangshi Auntie, Zhongdong Sancha Lishi Erniang, Xiadong Shuiyu Zhou's Sanniang, Jiugong Xiansheng, Birds Baihe, Qibao Niangniang Come down. Temporarily attached to your wife. But you must think that this body is your wife, you can offend. Now just warn you. If you dare to offend, I will take your life. You are going to prepare the incense I burned the incense and burned paper to enshrine me, I will give you a rich family." The woman sitting on the bed is clearly Chen Maozhong's wife Liu Fengying, but the emphasis of speaking is completely different.

Chen Maozhong was scared to death, and immediately yelled "Hell" and ran out of the room. Chen Hongming heard the movement and got out of bed. He was about to come over and check it out, but he was pulled out by Chen Maozhong.

"Hey. UU reading www.uukanshu.com Who are you fighting with?" Chen Hongming saw Chen Maozhong's appearance is also a big jump.

"Do not make noise, the house is haunted, your mother is possessed. I was beaten like this by your mother. You must not go in." Chen Maozhong did not know what to do.

"What should I do?" Chen Hongming thought that Chen Maozhong was joking at first, but looking at Chen Maozhong's appearance, it is naturally impossible to fool himself.

"Let's go outside to avoid it. Go to an old man and ask." Chen Maozhong has no good idea.Good things don't go out, bad things pass thousands of miles. The incident of Liu Fengying Cheng Xianniang was spread in the door to the mountain. And soon the whole plum is also known.

Under the guidance of the old people, Chen Maozhong went to the market to buy some ritual items, and set up a fragrant case at home to supply his wife.

Liu Fengying was sitting on a table at the Eight Immortals, and the clothes on her body were neatly dressed. However, Chen Maozhong still decided that his wife would seem a little more charming. (To be continued., your support is my biggest motivation.) 16-10-08 09:35:54

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