The Peasant Wife Has a Space

Zhao Xiulan opened her mouth, glanced at Jiang Cheng, and said weakly, "Comrade Jiang Cheng, are you sure? Shoveling pig **** is dirty and smelly, can you stand it?"

Zhao Xiulan didn't feel that Jiang Cheng was squeamish and couldn't bear the hardships. It was simply because the work of shoveling pig feces was a little dirty.

If a "talent" like Jiang Cheng came to the pigsty to shovel pig shit, he would be too talented.

Jiang Cheng didn't care, he smiled indifferently, and replied to Zhao Xiulan, "Comrade Xiulan, I can bear it if you can bear it, don't worry about me!"

With that said, Jiang Cheng also rolled up his sleeves and started to work.

Seeing Jiang Cheng say this, Zhao Xiulan didn't say anything.

Jiang Cheng has never done this kind of work, but he has never eaten pork or seen a pig run? Seeing how Zhao Xiulan did it, she quickly learned it.

Seeing that Jiang Cheng didn't dislike it at all, and that he still did a good job, Zhao Xiulan appreciated Jiang Cheng even more.

There are very few "talents" like Jiang Cheng who can not dislike this kind of environment and work in a down-to-earth manner.

With Jiang Cheng's help, the two of them cleaned up the pigsty much faster.

This kind of work doesn't have to be done all the time, you can take a break when you're done.

Waiting for the pigsty to be cleaned up, the two sat and rested under the shade of the tree beside the pigsty.

After cleaning the pigsty, the two of them also smelled of pig feces.

Jiang Cheng didn't think there was anything. He felt very happy to be alone with Zhao Xiulan. How could he dislike these.

Jiang Cheng wiped the beads of sweat on his forehead and looked at Zhao Xiulan who was sitting beside him with a smile on his lips, very satisfied.

Being stared at by Jiang Cheng, Zhao Xiulan touched her cheek and asked Jiang Cheng in confusion, "Comrade Jiang Cheng, is there something on my face?"

Jiang Cheng shook his head, "No!"

"Then what are you looking at me for?"

"I think you look good!"

Jiang Cheng blurted out, and only after he finished speaking did he realize that his words seemed to be somewhat ambiguous.

Zhao Xiulan coughed a few times, "cough cough"

Because of Jiang Cheng's words, Zhao Xiulan's heart beat a little faster, her cheeks blushed for a moment, and she didn't know how to respond to Jiang Cheng for a while.

Fortunately, after a while, Jiang Xiaoya and Jiang Tiedan ran over to resolve the awkward atmosphere.

It's noon now, you can have lunch and rest for a while.

The people who worked in the village all brought the wowotou, and the old couple of the Jiang family brought meals to Jiang Cheng and Zhao Xiulan.

Now that it is the autumn harvest season, everyone is doing heavy work and laborious work, and the production team can't get enough to eat a wowtou. Therefore, many families will burn some food for themselves.

Eat dry when you are busy, thin when you are not busy, and dry and thin when you are not busy.

Only when you have the strength can you improve the efficiency of your work, otherwise you don't have the strength, how can those rough jobs be done.

The meal that Mrs. Jiang brought was also very simple. There were some miscellaneous grains in the bowl, and there were drooping vegetable leaves on it, which was similar to the food of ordinary people in the production team.

However, when Jiang Cheng and Zhao Xiulan went down to eat, they found that there were actually a few slices of bacon inside.

In this day and age, this fragrant bacon seems to be a good thing.

Jiang Cheng finished eating, looked at Grandma Jiang, opened his mouth and said, "Second grandma, this is the meal"

Mrs. Jiang immediately hinted at her with a look, "There is nothing delicious at home, you two can make do with it, eat more, shoveling pig feces is very tiring."