Supermarket Space: Traveling Through the Ages and Marrying a Rough Guy

Although she used spiritual spring water to recuperate the body of the Li family, but this is something that cannot be said!

If news of the Lingquan water gets out, will there be vicious people coming to snatch the Lingquan water?

Or even snatch the entire Ping'an Village?

A person who is obsessed with interests can do anything.

Song Xi didn't let Zhou Yi see Moutai in the sack.

Because she bought Moutai not for drinking, but for collection.

She took out the clothes in front of Zhou Yi, making Zhou Yi think that there were only clothes inside and nothing else, so she carried the basket and went to the main room.

Take Moutai back to the supermarket in the main room and put it together with the previous wine.

Then I changed into a white shirt, black trousers and small leather shoes.

It's a bit cold at night, and I feel chilly wearing only a white shirt.

"Brother Yi, do I look good in this dress?"

Song Xi returned to the room, turned around in front of Zhou Yi twice, and smiled mischievously.

Who has new clothes and doesn't want to be amused?

Although it is a very ordinary white shirt and black pants.

But Song Xi tied the hem of his shirt into the waist of his trousers, and the black trousers made Song Xi's legs thin and long.

It's like tailor-made, where everything is just right.

After Song Xi washed at night, she untied her braids.

That's why the black and shiny hair has a slight curvature, as if it has been permed.

Some hang on the shoulders, some hang on the chest, and some fall behind the back, cute and cute.

Her big round eyes are as lively as if she can speak.

It deeply attracts people's eyes.

Zhou Yi was dumbfounded.

When he came back to his senses, he felt his heart beating fast, as if it was about to jump out of his chest.

Zhou Yi stepped forward, hugged Song Xi by the waist, and said in a hoarse voice, "Daughter-in-law, I want to move ahead."

I want to have a drink in advance, and I want to hurt her in advance.

Watching it like this every day, I am suffering sweetly.

Song Xi instantly understood what Zhou Yi meant, and shyly pressed his forehead on Zhou Yi's shoulder.

In fact, she also has little expectations for things she has never done, but she is also a little scared.

Soon, the autumn harvest will be completed.

Sweet potatoes, corn, and cotton are all harvested.

Then there is the work of drying cotton, drying corn and rubbing corn kernels.

The whole village is not needed.

So everyone began to follow the order of the previous draw.

Come and build a house for the newly divided family.

The seeds of spinach, broad beans, radishes, cabbage, asparagus, and yellow cabbage that Song Xi had soaked in Lingquan water had also been planted on the sweet potato field, and they had all germinated.

The cornfields and sweet potato fields are now lush and luxuriant, and they are so gratifying to look at.

As for the seeds of the kinds of fruits she soaked (cherries, cherries, lychees, longan, mangoes, apples, pears, peaches, apricots, oranges, grapefruits), they were also planted.

And they all germinated and sprouted tens of centimeters, and they grew very strong.

Song Xi was very satisfied.

Song Xi would be even more satisfied if the results were successful in the future.

Because she is a person who prefers to eat fruit.

On Zhou Yi's side, he also called a few acquaintances over to build a new courtyard wall.

The previous courtyard wall was made of wooden and bamboo piles, and they were not removed immediately. They planned to wait until the new courtyard wall was built before removing those wooden piles.

These days, people from the village come to build houses and walls.

No wages, just food.

Zhou Yi built the courtyard wall together with everyone, and the task of cooking naturally fell on Song Xi's head.

But Zhou Yi was afraid that Song Xi would be tired, and also afraid that Song Xi's cooking would be too outrageous.

So every time when cooking, Zhou Yi would run into the kitchen and cook with Song Xi.

Just make ordinary multi-grain rice with multi-grain pancakes, and stir-fry some vegetables.

After all, he is a person who owes a betrothal gift and has not yet paid it back. If outsiders know that the family eats fine grains every day, will it be a catastrophe?

"thanks everyone."

Watching everyone wash their hands by the well after work, Song Xi hurriedly filled a bamboo cup with cold water and handed it to everyone.

When it was Zhou Ping's turn, she said quietly, "Zhou Ping, I need a big water tank. Is there any extra in your family or your family that you can lend me?"

"I'll ask for you when the time comes, can you?"

Zhou Ping took the bamboo cup handed over by Song Xi, raised his head, and drank the cold water inside in one gulp.

I don't know if it was his illusion, but he felt like his strength returned instantly after drinking the water.

"Then thank you. When the wall of our house is built, you will come to the meeting and we will start the next money-making project."

Song Xi gave Zhou Ping a mysterious smile.

Zhou Ping nodded excitedly. In the past few days of the autumn harvest, he made so much less money, and he felt unwilling to think about it.

When they earn enough money to live a good life, they will naturally be able to slowly lead others to develop.

Zhou Yi saw his little daughter-in-law and Zhou Ping whispering to each other, and getting happier as they talked, his face immediately turned dark.

"Zhou Ping, we don't have much firewood in our house. You don't need to help tomorrow. Go and chop more firewood. After all, you know how the firewood is used up."

If there were only him and Song Xi in the family, there would be no need for so much firewood.

It was because of the food they processed before that they didn't have enough firewood in their house.

"Understood, don't worry, I will definitely chop some more for you."

Zhou Ping was a little speechless, didn't he just say a few more words to his wife,

He didn't say anything shameful. Is it necessary to be so stingy?

When everyone was having dinner in the yard, Song Xi heard a knock on the door and went to open it to check.

Seeing Zhou Xiaoshu and Zhou Xiaohua standing outside the door, Zhou Xiaoshu lowered his voice and asked, "Auntie, do you still want those things?"

"Yes, I want not only those things, but also wild vegetables and wild fruits. Anyway, as long as it is edible, I want it. As long as you sort it out, the price is the same."

In this way, I can relax myself and help them, which can be said to be a good way to have the best of both worlds.

"By the way, there are people at home in the past few days. It's not convenient for you to send things here. How about sending them to the woods outside the village?"

"Okay, thank you little aunt." The two children bowed slightly to Song Xi respectfully, then turned and left.

But the expression on his face was much more relaxed than before.

After all, they were the ones who suspended this lucrative 'job' because of the pitiful work points.

And the little boy who handled Xiaoyu for Song Xi.

Song Xi has a lot of family these days, and it is not convenient for Song Xi to keep him at home for dinner.

In the past few days, she packed him away and didn't let him eat at home.

They didn't ask him to help with the little fish, but the little boy was also smart, so he took care of the little fish before sending it over.

This afternoon, when Song Xi was picking vegetables for dinner in the yard, Aunt Zhuhua brought Xiaotao over.

When Song Xi was about to pour water in the main room, Aunt Zhuhua stopped her, "Xiaoxi, stop busying yourself, your Uncle Qian has something to do with you!"