The young couple from the farm fights back

At night, Jiang Li was in a very good mood because of his good income today.

At night, Zhou Chunfeng and I moved a small low table to the corridor and took out the tea leaves that we had been reluctant to put in. The young couple sat on two short-legged chairs across the low table, admiring the moonlight in the sky.

It is now October, and the temperature in the Yizhou area is slightly cool in the morning and evening. The clouds gradually pass through the edge of the jade-like moon, and the moonlight is very beautiful.

"Today I collected a batch of purple yam seeds." Jiang Li said with a smile while looking at the moonlight without turning his head.

Zhou Chunfeng took a sip of hot tea, raised an eyebrow in surprise, and looked at her profile: "That's great, are you planning to plant yams next year?"

"Yeah." Jiang Li looked back at him. "Even if purple yam is in high demand, it's still in short supply. I think since we have some extra money on hand, we might as well ask Uncle Zhou's family to come forward and ask the village head to buy some prime land. We can put it under Uncle Zhou's name and sign a private contract with him. To the outside world, the land belongs to Uncle Zhou, and the villagers and clan members won't dare to have any bad intentions."

"In the signed contract, we'll give Uncle Zhou's family 20%. What do you think?"

Zhou Chunfeng nodded. He had to admit that Jiang Li was indeed thoughtful. "Not bad."

Jiang Li raised the corner of her mouth complacently: "In the future, we will have a stable income, so we won't have to worry about not being able to support the children. Now everyone in the village knows that our eldest family makes money from mountain products, so there is no need to pretend to be poor in front of outsiders."

Zhou Chunfeng poured her half a bowl of hot tea and listened to her quietly.

"Tomorrow, there's nothing to do at home. Go to town and buy some cotton and fabric. We'll make a few sets of winter clothes and new mattresses and quilts for everyone in the family before winter comes. In previous years, Brother Heng got sores on his hands and feet from the cold. This kind of thing tends to recur easily. I'll treat him with medicine."

"By the way, go to the pharmacy and buy me a set of silver needles to keep at home for self-defense."

"Okay." Zhou Chunfeng, who had been clearly arranged again, nodded and said, "Is there anything else you need to explain?"

Jiang Li thought for a moment and said, "It's nothing. If there are people in town selling old hens that lay eggs, you can take a few home with you. Then we won't have to buy eggs from the villagers anymore."

"Next year, we'll build a pigpen outside the yard and catch a couple of piglets. Then, during the New Year holidays, we can eat good pork raised at home."

Zhou Chunfeng smiled and lowered his head without saying anything.

"By the way, I saw Zhou Xingyue rescue a man at the foot of the mountain today."

Zhou Chunfeng raised his eyebrows and asked in surprise, "Second Prince?"

If he remembered correctly, the second prince Jiang Li mentioned should appear on Xue Tian's day.

Jiang Li shook her head: "He appeared in the book, but he was not the Second Prince. He was Ouyang Xuan, the first imperial merchant of Daqing and the eldest grandson of the Ouyang family."

"But he's an important person?" Zhou Chunfeng asked

Jiang Li frowned in confusion and thought for a moment, "In the chapters I've read, he only appears twice. So I'm wondering if time in the real world passes faster than in the book, so Li Xiaokui has actually already finished writing this novel."

"The heroine, Zhou Xingyue, has been reborn and has grasped all the key points. Her early encounter with Ouyang Xuan must have something going on. Either she's trying to build a good relationship with the Ouyang family for the future Second Prince, or the plot of this book is taking a turn later in the book."

Zhou Chunfeng silently lowered his eyes and said nothing.

Jiang Li hadn't forgotten Zhou Chunfeng's question about traveling through a book, and asked suspiciously, "You haven't told me what happened to you in reality? Why did you end up in a book?"

Upon hearing this, Zhou Chunfeng silently put down the tea bowl, sighed lightly, and looked at her helplessly.

"You're right. You told me that day that you arrived only a few hours earlier than me." Zhou Chunfeng chuckled twice as he said this. "In fact, one year after your accident, we had an accident."

"..."

Jiang Li didn't expect that the time node he guessed would actually match, and blinked in surprise.

"So, what happened to you?"

Zhou Chunfeng lowered his eyes, as if he didn't want to talk about it. Then he looked up and met Jiang Li's gossipy and shining eyes, and the corners of his mouth curled up helplessly.

"It's not a very glorious thing, perhaps it's God's arrangement."

"..."

This guy is still the same as before, dishonest.

Now that I'm here, why can't I say, "You were stabbed?"

Cough, cough—cough!

Zhou Chunfeng had just taken a sip of tea when it suddenly choked back into his throat. After he recovered, he glanced at the person next to him speechlessly.

Jiang Li smiled, "Could it be sudden death as well?"

Zhou Chunfeng was speechless. He put down his tea bowl and gave her a cold look.

"Yeah, almost."

Unexpectedly, Jiang Li sneered, "I don't think so. You, Zhou Chunfeng, are always as happy as a god. How can you be someone who will die suddenly?"

"..."

Zhou Chunfeng was teased and became even more speechless.

When he met her cunning smile, he couldn't describe the feeling in his heart for a moment. After thinking for a while, he suddenly said, "It's not impossible to tell you."

Jiang Li glanced at him and felt that his smile was a little weird.

"The day after you left, the company assistant couldn't contact you, and only then did they discover something had happened when they went to your house."

"Hmm!" Jiang Li was not surprised at all. She had no relatives in real life.

After death, there will be no one else except colleagues and friends to help collect the body.

"Jiang Li!"

"Ok?"

"Actually, you're really stupid!"

"..."

Damn it, this guy was talking nicely, but he actually scolded her?

Jiang Li just took a breath from her throat when she heard him say, "After you leave, I won't be in charge of the company's affairs anymore."

"I took you to many places."

"..."

hum!

At this moment, Jiang Li was not dumbfounded, but her whole body was exploded. What did she hear?

Zhou Chunfeng wouldn't be taking her—ashes!

Zhou Chunfeng smiled bitterly, and their eyes met again. At this moment, his eyes were softer than Jiang Li had ever seen.

No matter how stupid or foolish Jiang Li was, he seemed to realize something.

The heartbeat in my chest seemed like it would burst out of my throat at any time. My ears were hot and buzzing with air.

Is Zhou Chunfeng interested in her?

Zhou Chunfeng took a deep breath, retracted his gaze, lowered his eyes, picked up the tea bowl and took a sip.

"The last time, the car had an accident while crossing the Qinghai-Tibet Highway. When I opened my eyes again, I saw you."

"..."

Seeing Jiang Li staring at him blankly, Zhou Chunfeng chuckled and said, "Why, didn't you want to hear it?"

Jiang Li regained consciousness instantly and quickly looked away. The abnormality in her heart made her feel at a loss. She subconsciously touched her nose and stood up.

"It's getting late. I have to get up early tomorrow. I'm going back to bed."

After saying that, he quickly ran back to the main room and locked the door from the inside.

Even through the door, Jiang Li could still feel her heart beating rapidly, pounding against her chest like a stone.

My brain was confused and bloated, and I couldn't make any sense of it.

Jiang Li had never thought that Zhou Chunfeng was interested in her even after she died once.

But he hadn't said it before, let alone shown it. Normally, the two of them would meet at the company or on business trips. Apart from work, there was nothing special about the two of them in private.

No, Zhou Chunfeng must be making up a story to frame her so that she would be self-indulgent.

Thinking of this possibility, Jiang Li took a deep breath and tried his best to calm down.

【Heh~, luckily she didn't fall for it! 】