Li Fuqiang's eyes turned red with fright, and he shook his head desperately: "I won't eat it, I don't want to eat that anymore, it makes me dizzy, my chest tightness, and my heartbeat is all abnormal..."
"Why are you making such a fuss, you man?" Liu Hongmei smiled gently, but suddenly grabbed his chin. "Not eating? Fine—"
She slapped him across the face with a crisp sound.
"Smack!"
Five finger marks immediately appeared on Li Fuqiang's face, his eyes reddened, and large tears welled up in his eyes:
"Dad, Mom, save me... Du Jianshan! You bastard, you've ruined me!"
"Stop yelling, even the Heavenly King himself can't save you."
Liu Hongmei shoved the pill into his mouth and then forced him to drink a spoonful of thick, black Chinese medicine.
"Gulp gurgle—"
"Waaah—"
Li Fuqiang was forced to swallow the medicine through his nose, coughing until tears and snot streamed down his face. He struggled and trembled, saying, "I...I don't want to have children. I'm only in my early twenties, how did I turn into an animal..."
"Stop talking nonsense, I'm already being lenient by not casting you out!"
Liu Hongmei smiled venomously, "One pill in the morning, one pill in the evening, if you don't give this old woman a baby, you can just wait to be squeezed dry!"
"If you dare to sneak out again, I'll break your legs! You believe me?"
"I believe you, I believe you, sob sob sob..."
Li Fuqiang clutched his head, completely breaking down, and cried like a child.
...
at the same time.
The wind in the Gobi Desert makes the sand dunes undulate, and the poplar forest is exceptionally quiet at night.
Du Jianshan and Ayiguli walked slowly along the path by the forest, enjoying the rare moment of tenderness.
In this era, travel is slow, and one only loves one person in a lifetime!
Du Jianshan held Ayiguli's hand, his steps slow and deliberate. Moonlight shone on the sand, and all around was quiet.
“Aygul, wait for me a little longer, I’ll give you a surprise in a while.”
Du Jianshan suddenly spoke, his voice carrying a hint of mystery.
Aygul blinked her big eyes and asked curiously, "Surprise? What surprise? Can you tell me now?"
Du Jianshan deliberately kept everyone in suspense: "No, if I tell you, it won't be a surprise. Anyway, don't worry, I will definitely work hard to earn money to marry you and build you a big house."
Aygul blushed, lowered her head slightly, and said in a voice as soft as a mosquito's buzz, "Why build a house... I don't mind the dugout you live in now."
Du Jianshan held her hand tightly and said earnestly, "I used to live alone in a dugout, and I could make do. But now that I have you, we can't let you suffer. We have to build a nice house so that everyone knows you married me and married for happiness. I want to make sure you have enough to eat and wear and live a good life."
Aygul's blush deepened, and she nodded gently: "Brother Jianshan, I believe in you, I will always wait for you."
Du Jianshan smiled gently, his tone firm: "I won't keep you waiting too long. I'll marry you within a month!"
“It’s a deal!” Ayiguli looked up shyly, her voice full of happiness.
As they chatted and laughed, they unknowingly arrived at Ayiguli's door. Suddenly, she tiptoed and quickly kissed Du Jianshan on the cheek before turning and running into the house.
Du Jianshan touched his kissed cheek, a satisfied smile creeping onto his lips, and turned to walk towards the dugout.
Back in his dugout, Du Jianshan closed the door, sat quietly for a while, and then began to enter the spiritual spring space.
Upon entering the space, he was stunned by the sight before him.
The air is filled with the fragrance of fruits and vegetables, and the landscape is lush and green.
The rice, corn, and various fruits that were planted earlier have all ripened.
The air is filled with the aroma of melons and fruits, the corn stalks stand tall, and the golden ears of corn look as if they are about to burst with kernels, so plump that they seem to be dripping with oil.
Du Jianshan stepped onto the soft black soil and looked down to see that the sweet potato chunks were all huge.
The carrots were piled up like small mountains, but what surprised him most was the watermelon patch. The vines were thick and the watermelon rinds had clear textures, and they looked juicy and red.
Du Jianshan was overjoyed. He was sure he could make a lot of money selling these things on the black market.
Then we can get a good hunting rifle, go hunting in the mountains, earn more money, and give Ayiguli a better life.
"This spiritual spring space is indeed extraordinary. In just half a month, it has grown faster than a growth promoter!"
He grinned, rolled up his sleeves, and got to work with great enthusiasm. "First, pick the fruit, then harvest the rice. We'll have to work all night tonight."
Du Jianshan grabbed a wicker basket and headed straight for the grape trellis.
The bunches of purplish-red grapes are crystal clear, like strings of small lanterns.
Du Jianshan gently squeezed the string of fruit, picking it off one by one, his fingers stained purple with juice.
"If these were sold on the black market, just these two vines of grapes could be exchanged for half a bag of flour."
He picked the vines while muttering to himself, his movements nimble, his hands and feet constantly moving back and forth under the vines.
In no time, a large basket of grapes was filled. He wiped his sweat and ran off to the cornfield.
In the cornfield, the stalks are shoulder-high, and the green leaves rustle.
Du Jianshan ripped the stick off with one hand and threw it into the snakeskin bag with the other. With a snap, one of the sticks fell over.
Immediately afterwards, they spent another half hour digging in the sweet potato field, filling three baskets with the dug-up sweet potatoes.
Seeing the abundant harvest, Du Jianshan worked tirelessly to harvest the crops.
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