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

Girls in this era are menstruating, and most of them use menstrual belts, and some use dry straw if they don't even need menstrual belts.

Little 'Song Xi' used this before, and her health was not good, so she suffered here, and it will be even worse when she has children in the future.

But in this day and age, everyone is pursuing more children and more blessings. Many women stop giving birth until they can't give birth. Thinking about it, it's really terrible and pitiful.

Zhou Yi took the flashlight from Song Xi's hand, then reached out to support her, "I'll accompany you there."

It's too dark outside, I'm afraid she will be afraid.

"Okay." Song Xi was not pretentious, because she was afraid that she would fall outside, Zhou Yi accompanied her there, and if something really happened, she would know immediately, although she didn't know why the modern self would wear it here , but since she has become younger, she also wants to live a good life and live a wonderful life.

In the midsummer night, the cool breeze is blowing, one after another, when it blows on the skin, it feels like the skin is eating ice cream.

Song Xi subconsciously looked up at the sky. On the deep blue sky, the stars were like diamonds, pouring out thousands of silver dust. The moonlight was as bright as a piece of white jade, a piece of crystal clear white jade, inlaid in the boundless night sky.

How beautiful that is.

Song Xi couldn't help being stunned. She had never personally seen such a beautiful starry sky in modern times. Mostly in modern times, the lights were brightly lit at night, covering up the starlight. Although she could see various pictures through high technology, she couldn't. This moment is so real and so shocking.

The pain in her stomach made Song Xi not in the mood to appreciate the beautiful scenery. She hurried to the toilet, put on a sanitary napkin, and hurried back to the room. After drinking a cup of hot water, she felt more comfortable and lay down to rest. .

Zhou Yi didn't know what was wrong with her, and she didn't say anything, she was very worried, and he closed his eyes only after Song Xi fell asleep completely.

The next day, when Song Xi woke up, Zhou Yi was not at home. He must have gone out to work. After Song Xi got up and washed, she went to the kitchen to get breakfast. In her eyes, the ordinary white rice porridge, eggs and pickles were the best in this era. of food.

After Song Xi finished eating, she washed the dishes and put them away, and quietly added some rice, noodles, grains, oil and seasonings. She didn't want Zhou Yi to eat wild vegetables again, because she had the conditions to improve her life.

Song Xi went back to the room, locked the door from the inside, then flashed into the supermarket, went to the tonic section, looking for health care products or nutrition products to regulate the body, she couldn't let the dysmenorrhea continue like this, otherwise she would suffer from the pain every month. Really can't bear it.

There is a book reading area in the supermarket. Customers often come to the supermarket to read books. It takes a whole day to read. Song Xi felt that doing nothing to keep fit every day was boring, so she went to read books.

There are various books in the book area, such as children's books, world classics, various novels, inspirational literature, as well as books on recipes, medicinal recipes, wine making, breeding, planting, and even Compendium of Materia Medica, Treatise on Febrile and Miscellaneous Diseases, Shennong Baicao, etc. Books... In short, there are all kinds of books, which are dazzling.

Song Xi didn't want to read the novel for the time being, because the novel was too long, and if she couldn't finish it in a while, she would scratch her head and think about it all the time, so she took a book about planting.

Song Xi was afraid that she was in the supermarket, and someone would come looking for her. She didn't know, so she went out of the supermarket and sat by the window of her room to read a book. The book she was reading was about planting, which contained all kinds of fruits and vegetables. method.

If you learn this, you don't have to worry about the day when the fruits and vegetables in the supermarket will be sold out. Thinking of this, Song Xi was very excited. She endured the pain in her abdomen and took another Scratch paper and pencil, began to copy down slowly.

After all, modern books are different from books of this era. It is impossible for her to keep the grown books outside all the time. It is safer to store them in the supermarket.

Although the hottest dry double rush has passed, the summer has not yet passed, and the sun is still vicious. Zhou Yi, wearing a straw hat and carrying water on his shoulders, went to the sweet potato field to water the sweet potatoes.

Although he is rich, he still has to put on a show and earn some work points, otherwise how will he distribute the food at the end of the year?

Zhou Ping wiped the sweat off his face with a towel on his shoulders. Seeing Zhou Yi came back carrying water, he hurried over and asked in puzzlement while carrying the water, "Zhou Yi, you put so much water in the basket? What are sweet potato sticks for? If there is nothing to eat, let’s catch frogs at night. Frogs are also meat. If you don’t think about yourself, you have to think about your wife. If you can’t eat anything, how can you keep your body healthy? "

Zhou Yi lifted another bucket of water into the sweet potato field, pouring scoops of water down the roots. He didn’t want to explain too much, but if everyone knew that the sweet potato stalks were torn off the skin and stir-fried, it was delicious, then The sweet potato stalks in the sweet potato field can be ripped off by everyone, and a little bit will not affect the growth of the underground sweet potatoes. He doesn't know if it will be affected.

Seeing that Zhou Yi ignored him, Zhou Ping said helplessly, "Zhou Yi, are you listening to me? If your wife's health is not well maintained, it will be difficult to have children in the future..."

"Come to my house at night, and then you'll know what I'm doing with the sweet potato sticks, but don't talk nonsense outside." Zhou Yi didn't want to hear Zhou Ping's noisy voice, so he interrupted him .

As for children, as long as Song Xi is by his side, it doesn't matter if there are children or not.

Although he didn't specifically go to know about it, but he also has a thorough understanding of many things in the village. A woman's childbirth is like going through the gate of hell. Some people succeed and some fail.

If Song Xi was to be like other women in the village, who had to suffer three days and three nights to give birth to the child, he would be heartbroken. Such a delicate girl should be held in the palm of his hand. How could he let her To go through these pains!

Zhou Yi was thinking about what to do to avoid getting pregnant after he and Song Xi got married, when suddenly a child called him in panic, "Uncle Zhou Yi, Uncle Zhou Yi... ..."

Zhou Yi stopped watering his hands, looked up at Zhou Xiaoshu who was running towards him, and asked in puzzlement, "Xiaoshu, what's the matter with you looking for me in such a hurry?"

"Uncle Zhou Yi, your house is on fire..." Zhou Xiaoshu ran too hastily, hot and tired, his throat seemed to be on fire.

Zhou Yi lowered his head and glanced in the direction of his house, and sure enough, he saw black smoke floating into the sky. Suddenly, Zhou Yi's heart skipped a beat, and he hurriedly dropped what he was doing, and ran down the mountain. Basket, and followed.