Mr. Jiang stared at Jiang Tuanyuan with bright eyes and asked questions.

Tuanzi glanced at him and replied: "Report to the leader, don't know."

He knew everything, but he couldn't say it. He would definitely not have good results after he said it. He was even more depressed than the old leader.

"You kid, you thief, don't hide it from me." Mr. Jiang pretended to be majestic and was arrogant without anger.

"Report to the leader, I really don't know if the boss has any lovers, so don't make things difficult for me." Tuanzi's calves were trembling, and the old and the young would bully him. Wei Xiangyang was also with him. Why didn't he ask him and stare at me and bully me alone?

"Okay, okay, I'll ask in a different way." Mr. Jiang saw that he was not good at soft and hard, and wisely changed the entry point and asked in a roundabout way: "I heard that the one who saved Yihua was a girl. How old is she?"

Duanzi bit his lip, and he couldn't help but reply: "17." Last year, 16, and overcoming the New Year's hurdle, it's 17 this year.

"Ah 17!" He is a little young, and he has to wait for a year to get a marriage certificate, but it doesn't matter. It's better than the one who can't see Ying'er. He can still wait for a year: "The girl is kind-hearted and has a very outstanding appearance, right?"

"Well," Tuanzi responded vaguely, thinking that he really had no choice but to be kind-hearted, and it is up to be discussed.

Mr. Jiang said happily, "Yihua has lived in her house these two months?" His grandson looked good and healed completely. He was refreshed and full of spring. It can be seen that he was well taken care of.

"yes."

"What's her name?"

"Jane Ning."

"Yeah, a good name."

Tuanzi sweats on his back, and every question the leader asked must be answered. As long as it is not the boss’s personal question, he cannot help but answer it.

Ginger is still so spicy!

I can't stand it anymore.

Mr. Jiang continued to ask: "How many people are there in her family?"

The dumplings hesitate.

Mr. Jiang was full of pressure: "Is this difficult to answer?"

"One father, one sister." Tuanzi took the initiative and answered honestly: "When the boss was recuperating at her house, she was the only one sister in the family. Uncle Jian injured people two years ago and worked on the farm. Later, the boss was released early. When Brother Xiangyang and I went there, he was already at home."

Everything that should be said is almost done, and I can't stop the car behind me, so I just took it all.

"Helpful?" Old Master Jiang frowned: "Because why did you hurt others?" I think the matter was not serious, so he knew his grandson's nature very well. If he was really a bad person with a loss of moral character, he would never help him.

Tuanzi said the end of the original original: "The second-rate man in the village slandered Sister Ning with dirty words. Uncle Jian was angry and took action more seriously and injured the man's leg. The village captain had already mediated and compensated for the medical expenses. The man was very revenge and sued the commune..."

He had to say this more carefully, so as not to have a bad impression of Sister Ning's father.

"It's understandable!" He was a man of blood. Mr. Jiang praised him. If his family couldn't protect him, he should be worried. It seems that the Jian family's character is pretty good, and his grandson has a good vision.

Those years of hard revolution and tunnel warfare... have been greatly protected by the working farmers. Another thing is that in the past two generations, the Jiang family was born as a working people. Therefore, Mr. Jiang did not value human birth. The key to this person is character.

After asking a few more questions, the old man stroking his hands and laughing, this is stable!

Tuanzi looked inexplicable and was still a little scared. He could swear to the sky, but he really didn't even get any noise.

***

The plan for the day is in the morning. As soon as the sky is bright, the villagers get up early and get dressed and go to the ground.

The temperature is rising day by day.

Recently, Jian Ning has not done any tasks. She works in the field during the day and in the farming space at night.

The rice in the farming space is ripe, yellow and full rice is packed in sacks and neatly stored in the red beads.

The feces of fish and ducks nourish the rice. The rice harvest is considerable. More than a thousand kilograms of rice are added to the stock, and Jian Ning's heart is also stable.

When the rice is harvested, the water is filled with green fish backs, densely packed and swam together. There are at least a few hundred kilograms of rice fish. Jian Ning happily wanders around the paddy fields and enjoys the joy of a bumper harvest.

Then buy a mu of barren fields again, dig a hole to connect it with the pool, and the small pool expands to the scale of the fish pond. The fish in the paddy fields are caught in the fish pond, and the swollen fat fish are separated in a puddle. When the fish have finished producing seeds, the small fish fry is introduced into the paddy fields for the next round of sowing.

Last night, snow-white flowers bloomed on cotton. Clusters of soft flowers were picked and pinched in your hands, fluffy and warm.

The new rice seedlings are raised again. After planting this crop, you have to raise the fields.

Although she hadn't done the task for a long time, "I want to eat meat every day" still dominates the list. Jian Ning guessed that perhaps it was the credit of 3.2 billion fireflies, so she didn't know much about it. She didn't care much about it anyway. The list was far less than the pleasure brought to her by food.

Xuanqing was addicted to listening to books and was very quiet. Jian Ning would occasionally pay attention to him the first few times, but later he completely thought he no longer existed.

His teammate dropped the list once and fell out of the list, which aroused his desire to win and lose. Jane Ning refused to do the task, so he went into the dungeon to brush the task several times, and returned to the list, continuing to rank below Jane Ning.

Jian Ning didn't ask what specific tasks he did, just know that he also obtained tens of millions of firefly points. According to him, there are very few players who can obtain firefly points. So far, they can count them with one hand, and not many, like billions, and there are not.

The dry land in the village has been planted today, and rice will be planted tomorrow.

When cleaning up the fields, he caught a few baskets of field mice. In the evening, Jian Ning went to the village committee to return agricultural tools. Wang Anqing fiddled in the basket a few times and picked out the fattest ones: "Girl, take them back to the teething sacrifice."

Jian Ning, who was getting richer in stock, was not happy to eat that thing: "Captain, I met my breasts before I came, and she received a portion."

Wang Anqing glanced at her squintedly: "I gave this to you alone. Take it quickly. It's not good for someone to see it later."

It's coming again, it's coming again, that anger. If it weren't for the simple and simple meaning of his eyes and older than her father, Jane Ning would have doubted what dirty thoughts he had hidden about him.

"Why are you standing there? Take it quickly." Wang Anqing urged.

Although she doesn't like field mice very much, in the eyes of the villagers, this is a rare meat, especially in the busy farming season, where the work is heavy, so who doesn't want to hold some oil and meat in your stomach?

If you pick a few fat field mice for a single hand, Wang Anqing's partial meaning should not be too obvious.

His kindness made Jian Ning laugh and cry, and he reluctantly took the straw rope and swung a few fat and twisted field mice home.

This thing has good nutritional value, but unfortunately there are many bacteria on it, so you have to use large ingredients to make it so well-cooked. It looks similar to a house mouse. Jian Ning felt a little uncomfortable. She wasn't really happy to eat it when she was about to starve to death.

Put it back into the field and have to make a fortune again. It feels like a hot potato when you hold it in your hand.

After thinking about it, I might as well take it back and cook it and feed it to black beans.
Chapter completed!