A few years ago, Jiang Xiucai picked up an abandoned baby by the river and married her to Jingshu. A few years later, Jiang Xiucai and his wife passed away one after another, and Jiang Jingshu became an orphan again. On the day of Jiang Xiucai's funeral, Jingshu cried until she fainted in front of her adoptive father's coffin. When she woke up again, her soul had changed.
As an orphan, he didn't have a piece of land, he didn't have a cent of land, he ate the food of hundreds of families, and lived in a house of the dead. During the day, rats scurry around the house, and at night, venomous snakes warm the bed. Fortunately, the folks and neighbors are good, Jingshu clenches her fists, and she wants to be self-reliant and break away from the proletariat and run towards the broad road of the bourgeoisie.
The fields are obviously fertile, but the grain cultivation is not good, the technology is not good, the yield is low, and the crops can only be planted one season a year. Jingshu stood on the slippery and muddy field stalk, calmly bent over and pulled off the fattened leech from his calf and threw it into the distance. He secretly swore that he would improve grain seeds and technology to achieve double harvests in two seasons a year.
In the dream, Jiangnan, the Feng River bank. The rice flowers are fragrant on both sides of the bank in spring, and the rice flowers are fragrant on both sides of the bank in autumn. With golden rice waves and fragrant fruits, who wouldn't say Jianghua is a wonderful place.
Let's take a look at the story of a modern white-bone spirit who traveled through time and became an orphan girl from an ancient peasant family. In this strange and backward era, she relied on her hard-working hands and wisdom to farm and do business, and led the whole family on the road to wealth. In the end, she planted countless gold and silver, thousands of acres of fertile land, and a beautiful marriage.
This article is about warmth and healing, and the wind along the riverside in the south of the Yangtze River. It is updated slowly and deeply. Shamelessly recommend another article by Xuan Qing, "The Master of Xianxia is Three Hundred Years Old"