Quick Transmigration Plane Cultivation Notes

Chapter 138 Borrowing a space to farm (71)

Jiang Jing looked at Song Yingmin subconsciously, her face was still very handsome, but there was no sense of warmth on her face, looking at her as if she was looking at a dead person.

It reminded her of the bones of her mother-in-law whom she had never met.

Her hairs stood on end, she hurriedly avoided Song Yingmin's sight, and carried her son into the house.

When Song Yingmin shook his face at her before, she also had such a cold face. She only thought that Song Yingmin valued her too much and was jealous, so she couldn't help but feel a little secretly happy.

But at this moment, he suddenly understood that Song Yingmin was either jealous or angry, and he couldn't see her having any contact with other men.

If she hadn't listened to Song Yingmin then, would Song Yingmin...do anything to her.She didn't dare to think about it.

"Cook."

Jiang Jing was even more frightened.

Is Song Yingmin still human?

She only glanced at the corpse from a distance, and until now she had no thought of eating it.

That was his own mother, and she was even a little sad not to see him.

Came back and just thought about eating.

What kind of person did she marry?

Is the Song Yingmin in the previous life the same person as the current Song Yingmin?

But Jiang Jing didn't dare not do it.

She didn't kill a chicken as she originally thought.

She made plain noodles.

Song Yingmin didn't say anything, just ate a big bowl.

Jiang Jing still couldn't eat, so she only drank some water.

…………

Not long after, the case was settled.

Fu Gaihua was indeed killed by Song Laokui.

Fu Gaihua couldn't stand Song Laokui's beatings, so she ran away one night, but failed to escape. Song Laokui chased her not far from the village, beat her to death on the spot, and dragged her home after being beaten.

Song Laokui started to rebuild the courtyard wall the next day, specially built a thick stone wall, and built Fu Gaihua's body into the wall that night.

Song Laokui was sentenced to death and executed immediately.

But Jiang Jing knew that Song Laokui knew that he would not survive, so he did not tell that Song Yingmin built the wall, but he himself admitted it.

She just heard from Song Yingmin himself in her previous life that he built the stone wall. Without evidence, no one would believe her words.

Even if others believed it, Song Yingmin was only twelve or thirteen years old, and he would be fine, at most he would be talked about.

And her, Song Yingmin will not let her go.

Jiang Jing, who wants to understand, has been listening to Song Yingmin these days, tidy up the house, take care of her son, and haven't entered the space for a long time.

She dared not, for fear of being discovered by Song Yingmin.

Space is her only crutch.

Song Yingmin stayed at home and did not leave the village.

The family has land, and when Song Laokui is not drinking, he tends the crops in the field, and Jiang Jing also helps.

Song Yingmin doesn't like farming, so he hasn't been there once in so many days.

If the land has to be planted, Jiang Jing can only go there.

When she went to the field, the child was to be left at home.

How could Jiang Jing endure it all the time.

After Song Yingmin finally went out to do business, Jiang Jing put all her and her son's things in the space, and left home with her son in her arms.

"Where are you going?"

Hearing the voice behind, Jiang Jing was suddenly covered in cold sweat.

It was Song Yingmin's voice.

Jiang Jing ran away, and was caught by Song Yingmin within a few steps.

"You want to run." Song Yingmin grabbed Jiang Jing's hair and turned her face to him, "You want to be like my mother, huh?"

Jiang Jing felt that her scalp was about to be pulled off, she cried and begged for mercy, "No, Ying Min, I didn't want to run away, I just wanted to go back to my mother's house to have a look."

Song Yingmin let down Jiang Jing's hair, "Go back to her mother's house, fine."

When Jiang Jing thought that Song Yingmin believed her words, she heard Song Yingmin say, "Where did you put all the things you brought from home? Don't try to lie to me, do you think you are hiding everything well?

Where did you earn your money?When I got married, I rummaged through your things, and I didn’t even have 100 yuan. The money you gave me was six or seven hundred. How did you earn it?
Where do the grains and fruits you sell in the market come from?Catch fish every day, where do you put the fish cage? "

Jiang Jingting's whole body was drenched with sweat.

She thought that what she had done was secretive enough, but she didn't expect Song Yingmin to find out.

…………

Beijing.

In the Agricultural Research Institute, a group of people looked around a pile of things.

The pile came out of a large cardboard box that came in the mail.

The outer wrapping has been fully opened, and the contents inside are spread out.

The things are not very special, they can be said to be ordinary, and they are all very familiar things.

A bunch of ripe wheat.

A bag of soybeans.

Six cobs of corn.

Ordinary things, unusual shapes.

Wheat stalks are twice as long as ordinary wheat stalks, and each one is in perfect condition. At first glance, it will make people think it is a model made.

Soybean grains are larger and plumper than regular soybeans.

The corn is even more, the grains are big and golden, and no one will believe it when they are taken out and said to be props.

But a group of people have confirmed that these things are all true, there is no fraud, they are all grown from the ground.

"Why do wheat ears grow so big? Which laboratory newly cultivated them? How could they be sent to our office so casually."

Isn't it casual? An ordinary cardboard box is not afraid of being crushed.

"There are also soybeans and corn, which are cultivated by genetically modified technology."

A man wearing glasses held a stack of papers, adjusted his glasses, and said, "This is the information that was sent together, and it said that these are naturally selected, not genetically modified.

Look at the yield per mu of soybeans mentioned above, which has more than doubled now. If it is true, it will be too strong. "

"Xiao Zou, where did you find it?" A middle-aged man with little hair on his head reached out to the man wearing glasses, "Let me have a look."

"The materials are in the pile of wood shavings under the box." Xiao Zou handed the materials to the middle-aged man, "Director Cai, the person who sent the things may be a civil servant."

"Minke?" A thin man in a white coat showed disbelief, "Impossible? Can Minke grow such a seed?"

An old man walked in, "Where is the sent thing?"

"Old Zeng." A group of people made room for the old man.

Mr. Zeng walked to the table, saw some things spread out on the table, walked a few steps, went over to have a closer look, then carefully picked up a wheat ear, put it in front of his eyes and looked at it carefully , praised, "Good stuff."

Director Cai asked, "Mr. Zeng, do you know who sent this? Is it a local research institute?"

Mr. Zeng gently put down the ears of wheat in his hand, and sighed, "No, it was cultivated by an individual. That is what you call Minke."

"Minke!"

"Really, Mr. Zeng, are you kidding us?"

Mr. Zeng handed Director Cai a magazine rolled up in his hand, "It contains articles published by this Minke."

This is a foreign language journal, which can be said to be an international first-class journal in agriculture.

Director Cai dubiously opened the magazine catalog, and soon found the same name as the one he read just now, "It's really her, Wei Xingxi."

(End of this chapter)