Did the little widow revive her wife today?

Chapter 4 Are You Sick?
That's not counting taxes.

"Fifty Wen is the price of the grain shop in the town." Zhao Yishang reminded loudly that they couldn't sell it at this price.

"Yes." Shen Qing quickly counted the money, "Physical strength is really cheap, it's better to earn money from rich people."

The Shen family also has a grain shop, and the grain shop sells a large amount of rice, and the income is considerable throughout the year.

Now after calculating the income of this mu of land, hey, it is really poor.

What's more, in rural areas, it is impossible to sell these grains. Most of them are paid after paying taxes, and then left for the family to eat.

Zhao Yi took a deep look at Shen Qing, country people never think about these things.

Shen Qing suddenly remembered something, looked at this mu of field, and then at Zhao Yi, "We won't harvest this mu of land in one day today, will we?"

"Yeah." Zhao Yi said in a low voice, and at the same time bent down and started to roll up his sleeves and trouser legs.

"One day?" Shen Qing hesitated.

"If the two of us are together, it won't take a day." Zhao Yi explained, "I can finish the harvest today by myself."

one day? ?

Shen Qing couldn't help but want to drink saliva to calm down the shock.

She had heard before that most adults can harvest an acre of land in one and a half days, and those who are lazy can work for several days.

Her little husband will finish harvesting in one day.

This physical strength is too good...

Now that she is re-practicing the gymnastics that all women in Xihua country will learn, will she be able to conquer her little husband in the future?
If you can't conquer him, won't you have to fear your guilt in the future?

But no matter what kind of martial arts to strengthen the body, at present Shen Qing's body is delicate and soft, with no strength at all.

Shen Qing also has self-knowledge about the current self, and when he asked her to go to the ground, Shen Qing suspected that she was probably here to delay Zhao Yi's legs and cause trouble for Zhao Yi, and she would not be able to help at all.

Seeing Shen Qing's expression, Zhao Yi also looked at her delicate skin and tender flesh, and understood.

Really let her go to the ground, I'm afraid I can't stand it.

What's more, their family has enough labor force, only five or six acres of land, which have always been harvested by their three brothers and their father.

Shen Qing was his daughter-in-law, and she was not wronged when she got married.

Neither the sister-in-law nor the third younger siblings went to the land, so why did his daughter-in-law come to suffer so much?
"You stay, I work."

Zhao Yi thought a lot, and when he said it, it became six hard words.

Shen Qing watched Zhao Yi go to work in the field, the sun above her head was getting hotter and hotter, she looked at the sunlight, and then at the young man in the rice field who had already bowed down and began to skillfully harvest the rice.

Her little husband.

I have gotten to such a point of failure that I have to rely on the men in the family to work in the fields to support the family.

Shen Qing faintly felt that her self-esteem had been frustrated, no matter what she said, she was the proudest head of the Shen family.

Once, with one hand and one brain, hundreds of people in the whole family were supported, and how much food was handed over to the national treasury every year.

Now he can't even support his own little man! ! !
Even if this is not what I want to marry.

"From the second family."

Shen Qing was thinking about whether to go down to the ground for a try, when he heard someone calling him from afar.

The person who came was a slightly fat and strong woman with a basket on her arm.

"I belong to the second family, I belong to the old family, why did you come out to work today? I also wanted to say hello to you and get to know each other."

Qian said heartily, "Second brother, come, let's talk over here."

Before Shen Qing could refuse, Qian had already enthusiastically pulled Shen Qing to the side to chat in the shade.

Zhao Yi on the other end raised his head just in time to see Qian's back pulling Shen Qing away, then lowered his head and continued to work.

"Zhao Yi."

In addition to Zhao's family having confiscated the rice, there were also one or two families not far away who were still cleaning up the remaining fields.

It was the youngest son of the old man next door who ran over to chat with Zhao Yi.

With a piece of dog's tail grass in his mouth, Wang Silang leaned towards Zhao Yi's side casually, looking like a good buddy with his shoulders and backs.

Zhao Yi stood up, and slapped the hand on his shoulder away with a cold face.

"I used to think that you were unlucky, but now it seems that you are the one with good luck."

Wang Silang clicked his tongue, and stared straight across the field, looking at the slender figure in the shade in the distance.

That beautiful and charming face.

She is beautiful, as expected of the famous little widow in these villages.

If Kefu's reputation hadn't been so powerful back then, he would have asked his old lady to come to ask for it.

Wang Silang couldn't help asking, "How is it? Isn't it very cool."

Zhao Yi turned around abruptly, narrowed his eyes, and looked at Wang Silang with deep and bottomless eyes.

Wang Silang didn't notice this coldness, and enviously said, "Sleeping with your wife last night was very pleasant, if I can marry such a beauty..."

"Boom."

As soon as Wang Silang was in pain, he covered his nose and bent down, jumping up and down.

"Fuck."

Wang Silang raised his head and wiped it, and sure enough, there was bright red blood on his hand.

"Damn it, Zhao Yi, you are sick when you ride a horse."

Zhao Yi kicked up again, kicking the man to the ground fiercely, staring at him fiercely, "Try saying one more thing."

Wang Silang, who was kicked on the ground, covered the painful place, met the eyes, and all the scolding words stuck in his throat.

He has known Zhao Yi for so many years.

This was the first time seeing Zhao Yi losing his temper.

Zhao Yi's temper is really good, if you joke with him, he will seldom turn his face, even if he doesn't care about others.

"Zhao, Zhao Yi."

Wang Silang smiled sarcastically, he is soft-boned, facing Zhao Yi like this, he immediately bowed his head to make amends.

"It's because I drank too much yesterday and said something stupid today. Please forgive me, forgive me."

"roll."

Zhao Yi said coldly.

"Yes Yes Yes."

Wang Silang endured the pain, and ran away scrambling.

He remembered that although Zhao Yi had a good temper, few people dared to provoke him. His strength was really too great, and he could push them to the ground and beat them just by strength.

But I didn't expect Zhao Yi to be so caring about the widow.

Also.

Wang Silang thought about it again, after all, she is such a great beauty, and it would be extremely rare for him.

Zhao Yi stared at Wang Silang until he rolled away, then looked away, and continued with his work with his head down.

Fuck, but this punch and kick really hurt, it hurts more than being beaten with a stick by his parents.

If it wasn't for his strong will to survive, he wouldn't even be able to climb up now.

……

"Second brother, I told you, you should think about it.

After Qian finished speaking, he looked at the sky and said, "It's already at this point, I have to go back to work, think again!"

After waiting for Qian Shi to leave, Shen Qing took the egg stuffed by Qian Shi, and looked at Zhao Yi who was striding towards him.

"drink water?"

Shen Qing bent over and handed over the prepared water belt.

After Zhao Yi took it, he drank the water in big gulps, the water dripped down the corners of his lips, and dripped into the gradually wet clothes.

(End of this chapter)