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  Chapter 85, Tofu in Brine.

  Jiang Xiaochuan was listening to the adults chatting.

  "Hey...it's weird today. I feel like I can't exhaust my strength."

  It was a middle-aged man who spoke.

  Someone next to him laughed and said, "Second brother, haven't you paid the public rations recently? Otherwise, where did you get the strength?" "Da Zhu,   it

  's as if you have never seen a woman before. Be careful to die on your mother-in-law's belly."

Women are not inferior to men in joking.

  The people next to me laughed when they heard it.

  Relatives in the village call each other by their nicknames or by their rank in the family.

  For example, the second son of the uncle and the second uncle's family, people who are younger will be called the second brother. So in a village, there are often many eldest brothers, second brothers and the like.

  Jiang Xiaochuan thought that the spring water should have played a role.

  In the afternoon, everyone felt full of strength.

  The speed of cutting the wheat is also very fast.

  However, he also discovered that, probably because of the small amount, it began to weaken after an hour.

  I peeked at the time, it's only one o'clock now. According to the pattern of previous years, this has to be done until ninety o'clock in the evening.

  Wait until the cart with cold boiled water comes back again. He added a little more to the bucket. Enough to last until ninety o'clock in the evening.

  What Jiang Xiaochuan didn't know was that his behavior had contributed to the growth of the village's birth rate. .

  One afternoon was spent chatting and busy. It's almost time for dinner.

  At this time Jiang Mingwu winked at Jiang Xiaochuan.

  In Jiang Xiaochuan's puzzled eyes, Jiang Mingwujiang stuffed a wheat head into his clothes.

  At this time, he glanced around and found that many children were doing it. The adults next to him also pretended not to see it.

  Jiang Dingzhong, on the other hand, was working with his head down. I don't know if he didn't see it.

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