Space Spirit Spring: Farmhouse Qiao Jun’s Wife

Triple the time flow rate?

Does it mean that one day in space exceeds the first three days outside?

For its function, please refer to the crop fields that are growing gratifyingly.

However, if the preservation ability in the space is so strong, wouldn’t it also have the effect of slowing down the flow of time?

"No. It's the effect of the white mist spiritual energy."

Xiaoyu easily read her mind and kindly answered her questions proactively.

Su Haitang suddenly realized it, and then frowned.

"Can you please stop reading my mind? Please give me some privacy."

Xiaoyu snorted and gave her a cute eye roll.

"Shallow and ignorant soul, do you think this fairy is willing to read it? You won't cut off the contact?"

A shallow and ignorant soul?

Su Haitang became angry and muttered maliciously in his heart: The half-idiot old monster who has lost his memory!

Then she had a thought, left the space, and cut off the mental connection with Xiaoyu.

Tell that arrogant brat with a venomous mouth to go off alone!

Transferring bad emotions to others is in line with the law of conservation of energy. It feels refreshing!

Su Haitang opened his eyes and found that he was still lying in the ward. Judging from the light outside the window, about half an hour had passed.

The flow rate of space and time is indeed a big killer! This is equivalent to extending your life three times, making a lot of money!

She raised her lips with satisfaction before she wanted to check her injuries. When she heard the door knock, she looked up and saw several red faces.

"Su, Su Haitang, are you awake?"

Several male soldiers headed by Ling Beishan looked at her head-on with her beautiful smile. They were at a loss and even stammered.

"Don't crowd around the door. People have already seen it. Go and do what you have to do. Don't disturb Su Haitang's recovery."

Yan Wanzhou was so hated by a group of gangsters with green eyes that they kicked him out without mercy.

Do you think his cousin died?

"Why do you chase people away? You won't leave! Su Haitang, are you okay? Oh, it smells so strong! Is it bitter? I'll give you some sugar, and it won't be bitter after you eat it."

Ling Beishan squeezed away Yan Wanzhou, who was like an old hen guarding her young, and approached the hospital bed with a flattering smile, took out two White Rabbit toffees and handed them over.

"I also have peanut brittle!"

"Here are the oranges!"

Su Haitang accepted the order and thanked him with a smile.

"Thank you everyone for coming to see me. But I'm fine. I'm going to go find the big guys to continue training."

Jin Yanming looked at her with a troubled expression.

"Why are you working so hard? You are strong enough now, Wenjin! You said you are a pretty girl, but you insist on being covered in mud and sweat, making you look like a man."

He almost forgot the amazing feeling he felt when he saw this girl when he first entered the training camp!

Fortunately, her smile just now brought back the memory. How good it is now, it looks pleasing to the eye and feels good to the heart.

"You sweat more in peacetime and bleed less on the battlefield. Don't you want to have a strong and reliable teammate?"

Su Haitang replied with a smile. It was rare that he could chat calmly with these elite male soldiers with eyes on their heads.

So if you don’t fight, you won’t know each other. Comrades are still comrades. I admire the strong.

"That's true."

Jin Yanming touched his nose and stopped talking.

Yan Wanzhou squeezed in, with a dark face, and handed over the lunch box in his hand.

"Are you hungry? Eat quickly."

Su Haitang smiled sweetly and thanked her cousin, which attracted a burst of jealous eyes.

After taking the lunch box, the tentacles were still warm. It must have been kept warm by her cousin in his arms all the way. A warm current surged through Su Haitang's heart.

"After training today, I'll treat everyone to dinner."

The male soldiers responded with a bang, but Yan Wanzhou was worried that she would be affected and wanted to postpone it, but was pushed to the back by the enthusiastic male soldiers.

"Let's all start making dumplings together, shall we?"