Time Travel: The Vicious Female Supporting Character's Counterattack

After the last drunken incident, it was impossible for Gu Jiandong to drink. Shen Shuyu saw that he was holding the bowl and went back to the house. When he came out, he took a bottle of orange-flavored soda.

"Gu Jiandong, drink this."

Shen Shuyu bought the soda at the supply and marketing cooperative. She bought several bottles and placed them in the space so she could take them out and drink them whenever she wanted.

There are a lot of good things in Shen Shuyu's room, and Zhang Cuicui and the others didn't think it was a big deal that she could only take out a bottle of soda.

No one else had soda to drink, only he had it. Gu Jiandong no longer wanted to drink alcohol. He easily opened the bottle cap, happily drank the soda, and smiled brightly at Shen Shuyu from time to time.

Jiang Ziqiang and Old Man Shen were drinking, and their eyes were always on their good brothers. The look in their eyes was like that of an old father looking at his son.

However, Shen Shuyu also understood that good brothers all wanted to be each other's father.

Jiang Ziqiang: His brother has become so cute that he wants to take him back to the army to raise him.

Gu Jiandong was happily drinking the balloon and didn't notice how hot Jiang Ziqiang's eyes were when he was looking at him.

This time, Old Man Shen held the wine jug while drinking, for fear that if he wasn't paying attention, the kid Jiandong would secretly take his bottle away again.

There was nothing wrong after drinking his wine, but this kid couldn't drink at all. He fell asleep as soon as he drank and complained of a headache the next day. He couldn't be allowed to drink anymore.

There were so many people in the family eating, and the dishes cooked by Mrs. Shen were very generous and fried with oil.

Zhang Cuicui and her friends enjoyed the meal so much. As they were the head of the household, they would never use oil to cook. They basically just boiled the food in water, added some salt after it was cooked, and that was it. It didn't matter whether it tasted good or not, the important thing was that it could fill their stomachs.

Normally they eat only plain soup, but today they have a big appetite.

Old Lady Shen had warned her daughter-in-law not to look too ugly when eating, but Liu Pandi pretended to be polite while eating, taking small bites the whole time and not picking up the food randomly.

She acted like this, but Uncle Shen's eyes widened. Is this still his wife who ate with her mouth full of blood? Could she be possessed by something?

If he hadn't been busy drinking, Uncle Shen would have wanted to ask Bai Luobo to borrow some melodrama to throw on Liu Pandi.

Liu Pandi, who eats his food in a gentle and gentle manner, said: Are you polite?

Several old men were drinking and talking about this year's harvest. Jiang Ziqiang was a talkative person, and he could also follow up on the topics that Old Man Shen and the others were talking about.

We talked about the harvest, and then talked about interesting things in the army. The atmosphere at the dinner table was very relaxed.

After eating, Gu Jiandong wanted to go out and play, and he also paid attention to Jiang Ziqiang.

Jiang Ziqiang drove a long way here. After eating and chatting with Old Man Shen and the others for a while, he felt sleepy.

"Ziqiang, I'm sleepy. Go lie down in Jiandong's room."

Jiang Ziqiang really couldn't bear it anymore, "Grandma Shen, Grandpa Shen, I'm going to the room to sleep for a while."

"Go, go, sleep well, I'll wake you up when it's time for dinner."

Old Mrs. Shen didn't let her grandson get much wine. Old Man Shen and his friends each drank a bowl of wine and almost finished the bottle. After they finished the wine and the food, they were full and satisfied. When it was time to go to work, they all went out.

During this period, everyone was busy working and the crops in the fields were harvested.

The next step is to dry it in the sun, weigh it, and pay the tax.

The work isn't too busy, but it's not idle either. Just the step of drying the grain requires extra care.

It is said that farmers rely on God for their livelihood, and this is absolutely true.

Even an experienced old man cannot figure out God's face.

The sky above my head often changes suddenly. It was clear one second and then covered with dark clouds and heavy raindrops fell down.

If one doesn't pay attention to the sky, everyone's hard work for a year will be in vain.

Therefore, no one dared to relax before the grain was collected and stored.

They were all busy working in the threshing ground, looking up at the sky from time to time. If there was anything wrong with the clouds in the sky, everyone would start harvesting the crops. They were not afraid of being tired, but they were afraid that the crops they had worked so hard to grow would be soaked by rain.