Shocking! My Rugged Husband is the Hidden Tycoon in the 70s Novel-Chapter 321: You Just Want to Do Something Bad?
In the freezing weather, the two of them swam two laps in the river.
In previous years, it would have already started snowing by this time, but this year the snow arrived a few days late.
Back at home, Zhou Guizhi, fed up, grabbed her two sons and beat them up, "Dare to scare your mother, what happened? Tell me, what did you do last night?"
This time, Jiang Xingjun and his brother fully felt the potency of those pills, their entire bodies comfortable, with a hidden strength ready to burst out, wishing they could find someone to fight and release it.
"Mom, stop, stop, we didn’t do anything, really didn’t do anything." Jiang Xingjun exuded no trace of yesterday’s dejection from being cheated on, instead, he was full of vigor and energy.
After breakfast, Zhou Guizhi went to wash the brothers’ bedding. She pinched her nose, disdainfully using two fingers to pick up the sheets and quilt covers, while Jiang Xingmei ran far away, "Mom, I’m going to work!"
After speaking, she dashed off, fearing her mom would drag her back to wash clothes.
The smell was too strong, and instantly, everyone at home disappeared from the front and back of the house.
Even the old folks who usually liked to bask in the sun at the doorstep today took their breakfast inside to eat, hiding from view. The quieter it got, the more Zhou Guizhi felt unsettled. She soaked the sheets and quilt covers in water and dragged her two sons back.
"Wash them yourselves, filthy! In the future, when you join the army, won’t you have to wash clothes yourselves? Learn now!"
Xu Qinghuan’s house was almost like a clothing factory now. The brigade didn’t have a spare room for now, but fortunately there were few people, so they had to make do temporarily. Qiao Xinyu had already moved to Yu Xiaomin’s room, freeing up her room, where several sewing machines were placed, buzzing with activity all day.
"I don’t know what madness my third and fourth brothers got into yesterday; this morning the bed and their bodies were covered in mud, smelling awful, stinking up the house." Jiang Xingmei complained to her friends about her brothers.
Xu Qinghuan came out from the room, and Yu Xiaomin heard the commotion, peered out, "Huanhuan, breakfast is warm in the pot, Xingye hasn’t come to eat yet."
"Oh, okay!"
After freshening up, Xu Qinghuan lifted the pot lid for a look, then closed it, and went to find Jiang Xingye.
Luo Jinhao was there early in the morning, and Jiang Xingye’s vegetable garden was completely out of supply. The greenhouse was also set up, but since this year’s trial was not heavily invested, only a little over an acre of vegetables were planted.
It wasn’t the coldest time yet, and the vegetables were growing well.
In Jiang Xingye’s various gardens, he had built his own greenhouses and planted vegetables. Because Xu Qinghuan had sprinkled special soil into them, they were growing much better than those of the production team.
"The plot in the mountains, last time I turned it over with a few mates several times, when exactly are you going to plant there? It’s been empty for almost two months, isn’t it a waste to leave it empty?"
"It’s going in soon, just busy now, it won’t take long once we start sowing."
Originally, Haizi had volunteered to help plant; in the past, Jiang Xingye would have agreed and given them some hard-earned pay, but now he refused to plant himself and refused to let them do it.
The two chatted a bit more, and Jiang Xingye asked, "The person you were supposed to find, any news?"
"Yes, that educated youth Jiang actually took the bait, selling for only twenty yuan. But, Brother, why not let him really sell that woman and be done with it? If she really ends up in the mountains, I guarantee she won’t get out this lifetime, living a fate worse than death."
"Taking the bait is enough, trafficking is illegal. Okay, if there’s nothing, get busy." Jiang Xingye saw his fiancée coming over, and his cool demeanor instantly turned joyous.
Luo Jinhao clicked his tongue.
Xu Qinghuan came over, Luo Jinhao greeted her, called her "sis-in-law," and went to the greenhouse to pick vegetables.
The cabbage seeds have been sown, and the temperature inside is controlled well. Although it’s definitely cooler than summer, the germination rate and growth speed don’t seem to be too slow. The cabbage seedlings as long as chopsticks looked plump and juicy.
A few village ladies came to observe Jiang Xingye’s vegetable garden, followed Luo Jinhao inside.
The flue outlet of the stove is set underground in the vegetable garden, extending from the underground passage across the entire garden surface, and then venting from an outside outlet.
On both sides are earthen walls, with thick felt and film covering the top. This greenhouse is quite warm inside; one even needs to take off their coat inside.
"It’s really warm in here. If we could build such a warm shed at home, wouldn’t it be warmer than the kang?"
"Must cost quite a bit?"
Seeing the green vegetables growing on the ground, Hu E was tempted and asked Luo Jinhao, "Young man, who are you going to sell these vegetables to, and how much per pound?"
Luo Jinhao replied, "Normally, five cents a pound; now, in this season, such greens go for four to five dimes a pound."
"Oh my goodness, five dimes, really?" Hu E raised a hand, "Selling so expensive?"
"Of course, considering the season, where else can you find such greens for sale? Were it not for Xingye, we wouldn’t even see them. Is setting up this greenhouse free? If you want to grow, try building a greenhouse at home."
"We don’t know how." Although Hu E said this, how could she not be tempted?
The other ladies were also tempted, and ran out to find Jiang Xingye.
Xu Qinghuan added, "If you want to try, find a wooden box or something, fill it with soil from the vegetable garden, place it on the kang, sprinkle in some vegetable seeds, and even if nothing else, growing a few scallions will accumulate experience."
"Emma, that’s right; why didn’t I think of that? A scholar’s mind really works well. Xu Educated Youth, thank you. Once I grow some scallions, I’ll bring you some." Xie Zaohua said.
Xu Qinghuan smiled and said nothing.
What doesn’t she grow in her space? She’s just lazy to bother.
Now touched a bit, sitting on so much good land without planting anything is truly wasteful.
Luo Jinhao picked two big baskets of cabbage sprouts and left. Right now, only these sprouts can be picked for sale, but judging by Jiang Xingye’s garden growth, green pepper and eggplant should soon be market-ready too.
He’s planted both the front and back gardens before; the Chinese cabbage planted previously was harvested recently. Some stored in the cellar, while most were pickled by Zhou Guizhi.
The Chinese cabbage from Xu Qinghuan’s garden was pickled with the help of Yu Xiaomin and Jiang Xingmei; she and Qiao Xinyu were assistant hands, later helped by Jiang Xingye and Dai Yifeng; they managed to fill three large vats in one day, enough for them till next spring.
"Heading to the mountains tomorrow?" Jiang Xingye pulled her into the room, pressed her against the wall, and kissed her for a while.
Both have been busy these days, only meeting at the dining table. Qiao Xinyu’s room has been busy working overtime late into the night; with more people here, Jiang Xingye couldn’t stay.
Xu Qinghuan hung on his arm, her head resting on his shoulder, biting hard, causing Jiang Xingye to tremble and let out a low hum.
"Going to the mountains tomorrow?" he asked again. Not waiting for Xu Qinghuan’s answer, he said, "Help me?"
Xu Qinghuan was weak, speaking breathlessly, "You just want to do something bad!"
The words "something bad" made Jiang Xingye laugh, "Hmm, not wanting to do something bad, wanting to do..."
He whispered something in her ear, Xu Qinghuan punched him fiercely, her face red, "You... when did you become like this?"
She always thought he was a pure little pup, but a man, once touched with desire, turns bad in a heartbeat.
"Don’t like to hear it?" Jiang Xingye was indeed worried about upsetting her, "I won’t say it next time then."
Xu Qinghuan was indifferent, meaning her fiancé didn’t mind hearing it. He buried his face in her chest, the skin tingling a bit; Xu Qinghuan couldn’t help but tighten her arms, a shameful sound escaping her teeth.
