The fake daughter is so crazy! After going to the countryside, she is spoiled by a rough man every d

When Xu Zhaodi heard that if He Jing's manuscript was approved, it would add an income to the family, she immediately perked up, her eyes sparkling, "Jing Jing, when are you planning to go?"

"Can I go now?"

"Now that it's already been written, it's just sitting there anyway, so I might as well give it a try." Xu Zhaodi said, and she squeezed her palms, as if this was the manuscript she wrote, and it would be published in the newspaper tomorrow.

He Jing felt helpless after being looked at, "It's okay, but..."

"No buts." He Jijun said, "You can go if you want, and we will take care of the housework."

Liao Hongmei didn't expect He Jing to write an article. Now that she knew, she naturally wouldn't stop her. "Before you came back, we divided up the work."

"Nothing is off limits."

"If you go earlier, you can come back earlier and help with some things." Liao Hongmei was so direct.

There was no reason for He Jing to refuse, so she agreed and went out.

When it comes to work, almost everyone in Hekou Village gathers together and waits for their work to be assigned.

Zhou Qian'an didn't see He Jing, so he couldn't help but become curious, and at the same time he was worried that she might be feeling unwell.

Zhou Qi'an stood far away and waited until the division of labor was finished before he went to He Jijun to ask, "Brother, where is Jingjing?"

"She went to the town to do something." He Jijun didn't plan to tell others that He Jing had submitted her work. He was also worried that if she wasn't selected, it would be inconvenient for others to know.

Got work done?

Zhou Qi'an was very confused, frowned, and subconsciously asked, "What did you go to do?"

He Jijun looked around and saw many villagers. He shook his head and said, "Wait until she comes back and ask her."

"I can't say it, and I don't know how to say it."

This makes sense.

Zhou Qian'an couldn't figure out what it was, and his face was tense.

"It's nothing important." He Jijun saw it and patted his shoulder, "It's just some small things."

What kind of little things?

Can't say it?

Zhou Qian'an couldn't think of it and racked his brains, but since He Jijun didn't say anything, he didn't dare to continue asking. He had to wait for He Jing to come back and ask again.

The two of them dispersed after chatting, but Zhou Cuihong, who was standing nearby, heard it. Her curiosity was burning in her, and she wanted to know immediately what happened to He Jing.

Zhou Cuihong turned around and asked someone, "Has anyone seen He Jing?"

"Do you know what happened?"

The inspection team came this morning. Zhou Cuihong made so many pickled beans at home and told them that they were to be given away as gifts, but she hesitant when asked about it.

He didn't want to talk to anyone, so he turned around and went to chat with the people he was in the same industry with.

When Zhou Cuihong saw this, she let out a sigh, but still stood there and blamed these people for being unreasonable. She turned around and asked someone else with great displeasure.

However, no one paid any attention to her.

Zhou Cuihong felt uncomfortable, and she said with a "Puh" sound, "Let me see, what's the matter? It's just that little thing."

In a word, saying it is as good as not saying it.

But it doesn’t matter, no one cares.

Zhou Cuihong felt very uncomfortable, but there was nothing she could do.

When Liao Hongmei and Xu Zhaodi saw this, they shook their heads and didn't want to say anything.

Xu Zhaodi made a sound of "tsk tsk" and spat, "You deserve it."

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He Jing borrowed a bicycle and rode to the town.

The bicycles used at that time were still 28-inch bicycles, which were very tall and inconvenient.

Fortunately, He Jing was tall enough, and she was able to land even after tilting slightly.

When she arrived in town, she first went to the post office to mail a letter, and then went to the supply store.

Just as I was about to go back, I suddenly felt a sharp pain in my abdomen, and then a warm feeling slowly flowed down.

He Jing just remembered that her period had arrived.

I calculated the date again and it was a week earlier than last month, so it was still on time.

But the menstrual belt at home...

We are still using wood ash, which is a bit inconvenient and not very healthy.

He Jing wanted to buy sanitary napkins, but sanitary napkins were very expensive in this era and might not be available for sale.

However, no matter what, He Jing still had to borrow some toilet paper from others to use as a cushion.

In the village, you don’t have to use toilet paper when going to the toilet. Some people just use two branches to scrape it. It’s clean and neat, but it’s not comfortable.

He Jing didn't know about it at first, but one time, she went to the vegetable garden with Liao Hongmei and Jin Bao.

The children had a lot of fun and the urgent needs came quickly.

Jinbao went to the toilet and had no toilet paper, so Liao Hongmei broke off a branch and hung it up for him.

When He Jing saw it, she was a little confused and didn't react.

Liao Hongmei didn't think it was strange. "In the village, everything can be used. It depends on how you do it."

"This method is very popular in our production team."

He Jing was stunned for a moment, then she realized why there were so many branches in the pit in the village.

At first, she thought it was a naughty child who broke it on purpose and threw it in.

I really didn't expect that there is such a use.

But then again, He Jing thought about what Liao Hongmei said about making use of everything, and remembered that May was coming, the lychees were about to ripen, but the lychee mushrooms had not yet been eaten.

She didn’t know when Zhou Qian’an would be free, so she wanted to make some lychee mushrooms.

He Jing was thinking about it and almost got on her bike to go back, but just before leaving she thought of borrowing some paper.

But I didn't expect to meet Gao Zhengyang, the captain of the police station brigade, when I came back after borrowing the money.

Gao Zhengyang was also surprised to see her. He raised his eyebrows and greeted her, "Oh, see you again."

"Where's Zhou Qi'an?"

"He's not here?"

"Are you alone?" Gao Zhengyang asked three times in a row.

He Jing hummed, "I came here alone."

"Oh, oh, oh." Gao Zhengyang nodded, and then talked about Niu Datai's matter, "They are all in detention. It will take several months to execute the last step."

"During this period, their family members may come to you to ask for forgiveness. It's a bit troublesome, but you just need to deal with it." Gao Zhengyang said.

He Jing frowned, "What information did the police station reveal?"

"That won't happen. The main reason is that they are just a few villages. We can find out by asking around," Gao Zhengyang explained.

He Jing understood, "Thank you."

"You're welcome. Zhou Qian'an and I grew up together." Gao Zhengyang touched his nose a little embarrassedly, coughed, and changed the subject, "Where are you going?"

"go home."

Gao Zhengyang choked and said, "Then I won't bother you anymore."

He Jing was puzzled, but didn't think much about it, and she also had something to do.

After riding away, He Jing could still feel the gazes behind her. She didn't quite understand why Gao Zhengyang was staring at her, but she didn't care.

With the help of bicycles, the time is shortened a lot.

He Jing doesn't have to come back until five in the evening.

Zhou Qian'an was always thinking about what she had to do, so he worked very hard and finished the work in an hour less, leaving work early.

This made others feel very unbalanced, but they could not deny that Zhou Qian'an had really accomplished it alone.

"Anyone who marries Zhou Qian'an will be truly blessed," said a woman.

Some unmarried girls curiously asked, "Why?"

The other married women responded and said with a smile, “You will know when you get married.”

“???” This made other unmarried young girls more concerned, and they planned to ask He Jing next time they met her why they had to get married to be blessed.