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

   "Brother Yi, we eat the same food, drink the same water, even use the same water for bathing, and often take baths together. Why am I getting whiter and whiter, but you are getting darker?"

   This is something Song Xi can't figure out.

   In terms of spiritual spring water, she has no secrets. The well is filled with spiritual spring water, the water tank is also filled with spiritual spring water, and the fruits and vegetables are also watered with spiritual spring water.

  Maybe the effects of spiritual spring water are internal for men, but for women, it is both internal and external?

  That’s not right, why do the children in the village, whether they are boys or girls, have changed a lot in appearance?

   Does Lingquan water still pick people?

Zhou Yi's hand slowly brushed across the back of Song Xi's hand, and then clasped her hand. The skin colors of the two were indeed in sharp contrast, "Dark is healthy! But I still hope that our child can be as fair as his wife Beautiful, don't inherit it from me."

  Hearing Zhou Yi mention the child, Song Xi sat up straight and looked at him seriously, "Brother Yi, do you want a child?"

  Many people get good news in the second month of their marriage, but they have been married for nine months or almost ten months, but there has been no good news.

  Outsiders don't know that they have been using contraceptive measures, and may think that the two of them have physical problems. Of course, Song Xi will not get pregnant early because of outsiders' opinions, because she still has a lot of things to do!

   If Zhou Yi wanted a child, they had to discuss it carefully. Anyway, she felt that she was still young and didn't want to be trapped by a child so early.

"No." Zhou Yi hugged Song Xi into his arms, resting his chin on her shoulder. The girl's body fragrance lingered on the tip of his nose. The faint scent was fascinating. "We agreed before that we will have children in two years. So I won't break this promise, besides, I really don't have this idea now, I can't hurt my wife enough, how can I care about my children?"

  Zhou Yi also hoped that his daughter-in-law would be full of him. He also knew that once he had a child, his daughter-in-law's time and love would be allocated more than half, and only a little bit would be left for him.

  So he doesn't want children to disturb them so early, let them live the two-person world for a few more years!

Seeing that Zhou Yi really didn't intend to have a child, Song Xi breathed a sigh of relief. She shook Zhou Yi's hand that was holding her tightly, "Do you remember the wild grass that was cut last winter? Don't forget to cut it back this year." !"

   "Well, if you forget anything, you won't forget about your daughter-in-law." Zhou Yi's lips slid to Song Xi's shoulder...

  Song Xi planted the taro at the junction of barren hills and sandy land in December last winter. The leaves of the taro are very similar to lotus leaves, and the stems and underground stems of the taro are edible.

  Song Xi didn't plan to sell taro, but when Wen Qiang came to harvest late-ripening watermelons, Song Xi happened to be harvesting taro and rounded it up at a price of 50 cents a catty.

   This taro was grown by Song Xi alone, so she didn't plan to record the money in the school's account book, but kept it for herself.

After Wen Qiang left, Song Xi took the taro stalks directly into the supermarket. After returning home, Song Xi tidied up the taro stalks and hung them in a ventilated place under the eaves for three or four days, waiting for the taro stalks to dry. After a while, I started to make pickles.

  Cut the taro stalks into small pieces and set aside. Chop the garlic cloves, ginger, and hot peppers with a damp cloth, and then chop them up for later use.

   Add appropriate amount of salt to the cut taro sticks, knead them evenly and marinate for about ten minutes.

  Pour minced garlic, minced ginger, and minced pepper into the marinated taro sticks, and mix well.

  Clean the glass bottle, dry off the water, put the taro stems in it, press it tightly and seal it for storage, and it can be opened and eaten after one month.

   Hairy taro sticks must be marinated for a month before they can be eaten. If the time is not enough, the mouth will feel numb.

Song Xi moved the marinated taro stalks into the greenhouse on the roof of the supermarket. Seeing that there was not much room for the greenhouse with so much wine piled up, Song Xi had no choice but to go to the supermarket to get a camping tent. After setting up the tent, All kinds of wine, pickles, etc. were transferred to the camping tent.

  The flower room is where she and Zhou Yi rest, too crowded will make people feel depressed.

  Song Xi bought a radio for the school before. After the summer vacation, Song Xi took the radio home and listened to the news and weather forecast with Zhou Yi.

  Although weather forecasts may not be very accurate in modern times, they can still be understood a little bit. Listening to the radio saying that there will be rain in Ninghe Province tomorrow, Song Xi moved his mind.

  When picking grapes before, she left a bunch of grapes for Li Qingqing and Jiang Jiayi, but she never sent them over. She had already sent grapes from the few families in the village who had a good relationship.

  Since it will rain tomorrow and the weather is cool, then go and put a batch of supplies for Wen Qiang, and send them the grapes by the way.

   "Brother Yi, listen up! I'm going to pick vegetables." Song Xi put down the cattail fan in his hand, got up and went to the eaves to get a small basket, and then went to the vegetable garden to attack the mature fruit trees.

  Cucumber, eggplant, pepper, tomato, girl fruit, long bean...

  Song Xi didn't move what was ripe, what to pick, and the few trees that were reserved as seeds.

  Send some to the Li family at that time. She has no natal family and no relatives. In her eyes, the Li family is like a family of relatives, a family that can be visited frequently.

In summer, the dawn is very early, and it starts to light up at 4:30. Zhou Yi has to get up at 2:00 in the morning to process food, and Zhou Ping and the others have changed their delivery time to the city to 3:00, so they drive faster and come back. Just in time to go to work and not be late.

  Song Xi can’t wait for Zhou Yi to go to work before sneaking to the commune, because the temperature is already very high when Zhou Yi goes to work. It was already very hot at that time, so he can only leave before Zhou Yi goes to work.

   Knowing that Song Xi was going to the commune to find Li Qingqing tomorrow, Zhou Yi volunteered to see her off, and they also set off early, so he would be back at six or seven o'clock, without any delay in starting work.

   Zhou Yidu went to the village to borrow his bicycle, and Song Xi refused without hypocrisy. Isn't it right for a husband and wife to give to each other?

  The next morning at three o'clock in the morning, Zhou Yi also set off with Song Xi on his bicycle within ten minutes after the person in charge of delivering goods to the city set off.

  Song Xi sat on the beam in front of the bicycle, holding up a flashlight to shine on the mountain road ahead.

  In the early morning of summer, the wind was blowing on the face and it was chilly, but Song Xi and Zhou Yi both wore thin coats, so they didn't feel cold.

  Song Xi sat on the bicycle beam, shaking her slender legs slightly, not to mention how comfortable she was.

  It means that she can sit in the front when it is not dawn. If she sits like this in broad daylight, others will say that the world is declining and she is playing hooligans, because she sits in the front, as if she is sitting in Zhou Yi's arms.