Opening wedding night: the delicate heroine is pregnant

Shen Xingzhou and the soldier were the only ones left in the room, and they looked at each other.

The soldier ran away, so there was no way he could snatch the thing in Shen Xingzhou's hand, but he still had a chance to snatch the things in the other two's hands.

But he had just left the house when the two people who had just run away came back.

"Shen Xingzhou, what did your wife send you? It's pitch black."

Zheng Kai and Lin Shun came back holding the jar.

At this time, the lid of the jar has been opened, revealing the true appearance of the inside.

The dark-looking side dish mixed with the red peppers really makes people not want to eat it.

But for some reason, Zheng Kai found the fragrance so tempting that he couldn't help but want to taste it.

Lin Shun didn't say anything, but stood aside and secretly studied the pickled vegetables in the jar.

Shen Xingzhou didn't even have time to open the letter.

He was completely disturbed by these two bastards, and now they even dare to complain about the food cooked by his wife.

He took a look at the dish in the jar and there was no doubt that it was made by Qin Feixue!

Shen Xingzhou put the can in his arms in the cabinet and locked it. He walked up to the two and said coldly, "If you don't want it, give it back to me."

He actually felt disgusted with the things he had snatched from others, and he was not willing to give them back!

He stretched out his hand to grab it, but the other party dodged it rudely: "No! There is no reason to return something that was given to me."

Zheng Kai picked up a piece of pickled vegetable and stuffed it into his mouth.

I was instantly shocked by the sour and spicy taste.

"Oh my god! This is so delicious!"

You can’t judge a dish by its appearance!

Lin Shun, who was standing aside, had already been sitting in a corner with his nose and tears streaming down his face because of the spiciness.

The soldier squatting beside him had the same expression as him.

Zheng Kai grabbed another piece and stuffed it into his mouth: "You are so lucky, I'll go!"

Seeing him like this, Shen Xingzhou didn't bother with him and just considered his taste.

These are pickles made from vegetables irrigated by Qin Feixue's spiritual power. The chili powder in them is also cultivated by the babies of the Chili King. It suits Shen Xingzhou's taste and is definitely spicy enough.

The three annoying people finally left, and Shen Xingzhou opened the letter.

The words in the letter were also very neat and beautiful, but what surprised him was the content...

Shen Xingzhou, I'm not worried about you at all!

I'm fine, you don't have to worry about me!

The last one is a tsundere little expression, humph!

Shen Xingzhou was confused. Just two lines?

Is this gone?

He rotated the letter in his hand 360 degrees and examined it carefully, but he almost used a magnifying glass to look at it, but he couldn't make out anything.

Finally, after turning the envelope over and over and checking it repeatedly, a small layer inside the envelope was found.

There was a small piece of paper inside: I miss you too, Qin Feixue.

A little heart was drawn on the back with a red pen.

Shen Xingzhou looked at the small note with a silly smile, and finally lay down on the bed holding the letter in his hand. He was afraid that the letter would get wrinkled, so he didn't dare to use force.

He thought of the girl who was smiling brightly in front of him.

The way she teased him, the way she acted coquettishly towards him, the way she made faces to scare him, and the delicate tone of her voice when she called his name when he irritated her.

All he could think about was her. For some reason, he could hear their nightly entanglement, her moans that made him unable to stop, and her angry and crying voice begging for mercy...

Call ~

Shen Xingzhou exhaled, his chest trembling a little, moved his legs, picked up the letter to distract himself, but he didn't expect that he would think about that thing more focused!

He put the letter away and changed several positions on the bed before gradually diverting his attention.

It's really terrible.

......

After the new house had been aired for a few days, Qin Feixue went to the county to buy furniture and hired someone to dig a well.

Fortunately, she had made a lot of money from making tofu before, and all of Shen Xingzhou's belongings were with her. The last thing she lacked now was money, otherwise she really couldn't afford it.

More than twenty people cleaned up the new house and moved everything to the new tofu house, and the task was completed.

The only drawback is that the telephone cannot be used. Someone needs to be hired to connect the phone for communication, but the village does not have this technology yet.

Qin Feixue also called her in advance to inform her of the move, and the two of them kept in touch through letters thereafter.

"There is one last thing." A sister-in-law suddenly spoke up.

"Yes, yes, the most important thing has not been done yet." The voices of others also sounded one after another.

Qin Feixue took out a small jar from the house, which contained water she had drawn from the well in Zhang Fangfang's yard.

She poured the water into the well and looked at everyone: "Well, we'll know tomorrow if it works."

"Take a day off today and start working again tomorrow morning."

Although everyone was worried, there was no other way but to go home first.

Cheng Chen, who was far away in the county fire brigade, was also terrified, fearing that tofu would suddenly disappear one day.

Now that I have my own house, I should feel more stable.

Seeing that everyone was there, Qin Feixue held the wellhead and looked inside.

It was pitch black inside and she couldn't see anything, but she could feel the faint spiritual power brought by the plants inside.

The jar of water just now contained the seeds she put in. The seeds have now taken root and sprouted at the bottom of the well. Starting tomorrow, the water will become clear and sweet.

As for Zhang Fangfang's yard...who knows.

The next day, more than twenty people stood around the well, looking forward to seeing Qin Feixue draw up the first bucket of water. Everyone scooped a sip from their own drinking cup.

“It’s the original taste!”

"Why does it taste sweeter to me than before?"

"Don't tell me, me too!"

“I didn’t expect that this water could actually be borrowed!”

Everyone started working with the soybeans that they had soaked in water from the old yard last night.

Zhang Fangfang hasn't moved in yet, and their lease hasn't expired yet, so it's a waste if they don't use the water in the well. It's a good deal if you don't take advantage of it, you bastard!

Of course, Qin Feixue was not idle either. She planned to make a few cans of fermented tofu and let Xiao Jin take them to the unit to try.

They can't just keep making tofu forever, they have to develop other ways to make money.

This fermented bean curd is a good breakthrough.

The preparation method of fermented tofu is simpler than that of tofu. You just need to press the tofu a little harder in the last step of pressing it.

Then cut the old tofu into small pieces and put them in a cool place to dry for seven days to grow white hair and yellow spots. Then add chili powder and other seasonings according to your taste, seal it and store it for ten days.

The peppers used here are the small peppers grown from the king of peppers. You can imagine the taste, it is spicy and fragrant, and you will drool just by smelling it.

Of course it’s not extremely spicy. She can use her spiritual energy to control the spiciness of the pepper.

Qin Feixue smiled and sighed. She didn't guard against the bad guys of the Pepper King, so she spent all her money on eating.

On the other hand, after Zhang Fangfang learned that Qin Feixue and the others had moved away, she couldn't wait to go back to Shan'ao Village to make tofu.

However, the two men were still rational. They did not put their work on hold and go back to Shan'ao Village directly. Instead, they chose a day off and rode their motorcycles into the village.

Zhang Fangfang used her skilled tofu-making techniques to make ten boards in one day.

I took it to the supply and marketing cooperative and sold it at the same price.

Zhang Fangfang and Cao Yong earned a month's worth of money in just one morning. They were so excited that they wanted to quit their jobs in the city and go back to the countryside to make tofu.