Profligate rich second-generation heir Li Qingming transmigrated.
He became a vegetative patient. His family used half a bag of cornmeal to get him a wife, ostensibly for "good luck."...
"Aunt, it's okay for me to go back. Since I'm here, please help load the wheat onto the truck."
Although he is young, he is very efficient at his work.
After about ten minutes, all the wheat was loaded onto the cart. Fortunately, there was a rope, otherwise it would have been impossible to load it.
The wheat piled on the wooden cart was about one meter high.
Li Mingqing pushed the cart and said, "It's okay. It's not particularly heavy. Fortunately, there is a cart."
Halfway through the walk, I saw Old Man Li coming over.
"Put it down quickly, I'll push it."
"Dad, Bu Shen, why are you here?"
"I just wanted to help, but I didn't expect you guys to be so quick and almost get home."
Reaping wheat is not an easy job. Not only is it not easy, it is also easy to get injured.
He was worried that Li Mingqing would hurt his hand.
When they got home, Old Lady Li was sitting at the gate holding Niu Niu.
I held a palm-leaf fan in my hand and fanned the children from time to time to prevent them from being bitten by mosquitoes.
"Did you cut so much?"
"Yeah, I guess there are about two bags of wheat."
"Your second sister-in-law and the others also said that two bags are essential. The wheat seeds we planted were given by you, and the yield is really high. By autumn, our village's grain production will definitely be higher than next year."
The old couple was finally completely relieved.
After seeing the Li family's wheat, the villagers looked forward to the arrival of autumn.
The captain came over and said, "Ming Qing, everyone can feel relieved now."
"Safe?"
"Yes, I was worried that the crops would be bad and the harvest would be poor."
Li Mingqing smiled and said, "Everyone is still worried?"
"How can I not be worried? After all, we depend on the harvest all year round. A good harvest will make the winter much easier."
Dazhu Niang sat there and said, "Why didn't you tell us earlier about the good wheat seeds?"
"Haha, I think you are getting old and confused."
"I think you did it on purpose. You have such good grain seeds but you kept them hidden. If you had told us earlier, we would definitely be able to eat white flour this year."
The captain said, "Mrs. Dazhu, you should be conscientious."
"I'm just saying that."
She knew that Li Mingqing had brought good grain seeds to the village, but she just complained a few times.
The wheat grown in my own private plot can only yield half a bag.
I feel so unbalanced.
Wang Dazhu and Liu Jiajia followed behind, and just as they were about to speak, they were pulled away by Dazhu's mother.
She is old and it is okay for her to complain. If Wang Dazhu said this, he would probably be pinned to the ground and rubbed by Li Mingqing.
"Mom, why won't you let us talk?"
"Didn't you see the captain is here? And Li Mingqing is here too. What if he gets beaten up?"
"You're right, Li Mingqing is simply lawless."
Liu Jiajia said: "That's because you have ability. If you had ability, I wouldn't be exposed to the wind and sun every day. Look at how good Sun Jiaxue is living."
"If you have the ability, go find someone like Li Mingqing, but a woman like you will never be in his eyes."
The two of them poked each other's lungs and quarreled all the way.
Li Mingqing looked at the family of three and thought it was a good thing that they didn’t have any children yet. If they had children, they would be in great trouble.
Liu Jiajia was physically injured after the miscarriage and could not get pregnant for a while.
If Wang Dazhu really wants to have a child, he has to spend money on her medical treatment or find another wife.