Nongwomen's Spring

Chapter 92: Even if I Jump into the Yellow River, I Can’t Clean It Up (2)
Zhang Qian shook her head with a smile, and asked, "Why?"

"For 20 years, my mother and the others have scolded me as a useless person. After being scolded by them for a long time, I thought I was like this. But today, I went to discuss the contract with the magistrate in person. Just now, I I also personally talked to the village head about building a workshop, after these two things, I really felt that I am not useless, I am still useful, right?" Liu Jun's eyes were shining brightly, The excitement could not be concealed in his tone, and he asked while holding Zhang Qian's hand tightly.

Zhang Qian took his big hand back, "Of course you are a useful person, and you are still the pillar of our family. If anyone dares to say that you have nothing to do in the future, we will bite him for nothing."

"Okay, zoom in and bite it for nothing." Listening to her defending words to him, Liu Jun suddenly felt warmth in his heart, stretched out his long arms, and hugged her tightly in his arms.

He was really glad that his grandfather personally booked this marriage for him, otherwise, he would never have met such a nice lady as Xiaoqian.

The two of them hugged each other for a long time, and the temperature in the room gradually became a bit different. After all, the two of them hadn't been together for a long time. Now that they were hugging each other, Liu Jun couldn't help but think of the joy of the two of them. time.

The rubbing on the back made Zhang Qian tremble all over. His movement was too familiar to her. In the past, after the two of them made out, he would touch her back no less than ten times.

With a flushed face, Zhang Qian quickly freed herself from his arms, lowered her head, and said softly, "It's getting late, hurry up and take a bath, I'll go to bed first."

Before she could lie down, a pair of large pincers grabbed her arms, and a low and hoarse voice came into her ears, "Xiaoqian, don't sleep well, we haven't done that for a long time, Can we come over tonight?"

Zhang Qian's face was extremely hot. She lowered her head and bit her lips lightly. She never thought that an honest man would blatantly tell this. "Is it okay?" Liu Jun's heart felt as if it was on fire, as he couldn't wait for her response.

Zhang Qian, who was still hesitant at first, surrendered very spinelessly in the end to his intentional or unintentional teasing on her, and nodded her head like a ghost.

Liu Jun nodded slightly when he saw her, his eyes lit up, and he quickly pushed Zhang Qian down on the bed.

Zhang Qian was dizzy at first by his eagerness, and then she came back to her senses and remembered that he hadn't taken a bath yet, so she pushed his shoulder with a dumbfounded expression, "Liu Jun, stop it now, you can't do it now. You didn't take a shower, you smell too sweaty, go take a shower quickly."

When Liu Jun, who was halfway through his hands, heard Zhang Qian's words, his eyes showed disappointment. He had lived with her for so long, and he knew very well that his lady was very clean. Stop, this taste is really bad.

"Xiaoqian, I'll take a shower first, and we'll continue after washing." Liu Jun discussed this matter with her on the bed with a serious face.

Looking at this handsome face that looked like a child unhappy because he couldn't eat candy, Zhang Qian suppressed a smile and agreed, "Okay, I'll continue when you come back."

Reluctantly, Liu Jun got off the bed, quickly ran to the closet in the room to find his own clothes, and ran out without looking back.

Zhang Qian looked at his tall figure running out, and her sly eyes flashed across her beautiful Danfeng eyes. She remembered that there seemed to be no hot water in the kitchen, and it was probably midnight after he finished washing.

Before Zhang Qian finished rejoicing, less than half a moment later, a man in white obscene clothes rushed into the room. This person was none other than Liu Jun who rushed out not long ago.

"You, why did you finish washing so quickly? Isn't there no hot water in the kitchen?" Zhang Qian asked, looking at the man who was already standing in front of her.

Liu Jun, who had not yet wiped off the water on his face, narrowed his eyes with a smile, and said triumphantly, "There is no hot water, but I didn't go to boil the water. I took a bath in cold water, lady, I wiped my whole body. Wipe it clean, if you don’t believe me, you can check it later.”

After Zhang Qian heard his words, the corners of her mouth twitched. Why did she forget that there is another way to wash in cold water.

Suddenly, the candle water in the room was blown out, and the next moment, Zhang Qian immediately felt a body exuding scalding heat pressing down on her.

The teacher's teaching finally made the students learn it, and even then there was an aura of being better than blue.

On the eighth day of the eighth day, the wasteland in Liujia Village suddenly started a big project. Dozens of male villagers were busy working there, digging soil, and carrying wood, even in such a hot weather. , Everyone was sweating on their foreheads, but their faces were filled with happy smiles.

The workshop has been built for almost half a month, and a row of tile-roofed houses stands in the middle of Liujia Village. Many villagers can't help but look jealous. In the village, Liu Jun's family and the village head's house are the only ones who can live in tile-roofed houses. The others lived in thatched houses.

In the past half a month, Liu Dazhu and Liu Dalang have also opened a roast duck restaurant in the town, and the business is very good. Every day, Liu Dazhu and Liu Dalang will switch to keep one of them in the store to guard the store. Although life is tiring, But the money was earned more than usual.

23 This day is a big day, the workshop in Liujia Village officially opened, and the villagers who were selected by Zhang Qian all came to work in the workshop happily.

Starting from this day, more than a dozen horse-drawn carriages would drive in from the entrance of the village every day. The carriages were filled with duck feathers collected by Feng Yunzhan from various restaurants. These duck feathers were sent to the workshop, and the workers in the workshop They are washed and sterilized at high temperature, and then they are made into down jackets with different prices.

(End of this chapter)