Surprise! The rough husband is the hidden boss of the period literature

Chapter 206 Don’t move, be good
In the end, Xu Qinghuan felt extremely uncomfortable. She was restless in Jiang Xingye's arms, twisting her buttocks on his legs. Her plump, soft, perky and round buttocks were like a weapon to ignite fire. Jiang Xingye felt like his whole body was burning.

He pressed Xu Qinghuan into his arms, his voice extremely hoarse, "Don't move, dear!"

Xu Qinghuan didn't dare to move, for fear that the gun would really go off accidentally. She lay in his arms, feeling a little depressed. When would this day end?
She won't be able to get a marriage certificate until July next year, when she reaches the legal age for marriage.

Although many people in the countryside get married early and are not old enough to get a marriage certificate, they can gain recognition from the world by holding a wedding, but she can't adapt to it.

I always feel that a wedding can be unnecessary, but a marriage certificate is a must.

Only with a marriage certificate can they be a legitimate couple.

It took the two of them a long time to calm down. By the time they had tidied their clothes and came out of the guesthouse, it was already past three in the afternoon. They had eaten a little on the plane, so they were not too hungry.

But Xu Qinghuan was afraid that Jiang Xingye was hungry, so he handed him a fruit that grew in the space. It looked like an apple, but it was not actually an apple.

Jiang Xingye took a bite and tasted something different. It was sweet, not sour, with a unique fragrance, and was crisp and delicious. He took two bites and then passed the other side to Xu Qinghuan's mouth.

Xu Qinghuan took a bite and smiled at him.

Jiang Xingye's heart felt as sweet as the fruit in his mouth, and his smile was also sweet.

He was born handsome, and usually had a cold face, which made him look a bit ferocious. But whenever he was with Xu Qinghuan, his aura was like the spring when the ice and snow melted and the flowers bloomed. He was handsome without realizing it.

In a strange city, on the busy streets, the two did not dare to hold hands or walk too close. There was half a person's distance between them, but it was still much closer than other couples or lovers.

Yancheng at this time was far less prosperous than it would be in later generations.

There are a lot of people riding bicycles on the street, and the clothes they wear are only a few dark colors. Gray, blue, black, and white are all relatively bright colors.

She looked at everything curiously and found it quite magical that she could actually return to the streets of Yanjing forty or fifty years ago.

Jiang Xingye also looked around. He had never expected to come here, but for him, this was a good opportunity to broaden his horizons.

"Aye, I have to have surgery tomorrow and can't accompany you out. Do you want to go around and have a look?" Xu Qinghuan suggested.

"Yeah!" Jiang Xingye's eyes softened. "Don't worry about me. I'm planning to go look at some furniture. Aren't we going to open a furniture factory in the future? I'll see how others make furniture and learn from them."

"Then I'll talk to the Huo family and have them arrange for someone to take you. It would be best if we could go to their furniture factory to see what tools they use and their production lines so that we can avoid taking detours in the future."

"I will!"

The two came to the largest department store nearby. Even though it was working hours, it was still crowded.

Its popularity is comparable to the Spring Festival before Taobao was established.

Xu Qinghuan couldn't care less at this moment, so he grabbed Jiang Xingye's hand and went in. If they got separated, it would be very difficult to find them.

Jiang Xingye also had this concern. He was tall, so he moved to the front and protected Xu Qinghuan behind him, clearing a path for her.

The two of them squeezed into the ready-to-wear area on the third floor. There were a wide variety of clothes, suitable for men, women, young and old, but there were only a few styles. There were slightly more styles for women, but they were either braids or shirts + skirts. The skirts were wide and cinched at the waist, very simple. If they were a little more complicated, they would just have some ruffles.

There is no need to mention men's clothing, long sleeves or short sleeves, shirts, Mao suits, etc.

There isn't much choice.

Xu Qinghuan asked Jiang Xingye for two sets of clothes, two pairs of underwear, two pairs of socks, and a pair of leather shoes.

Jiang Xingye tugged at her clothes and said, "Huanhuan, my shoes are still wearable." He had some money on him, but he came in a hurry and didn't bring much money. He was afraid that after buying clothes, Huanhuan would have to live a hard life with him.

"Your shoes are worn out. Buy a new pair. I have the money."

Jiang Xingye gave her a lot of money. Not counting the 500 yuan betrothal gift, it was nearly 1,000 yuan, which was not a small amount in that era.

Jiang Xingye's ability to make money is unquestionable. Once the reform and opening up begins, the environment will be as vast and open as a celestial being for him.

When it came time to pay, Jiang Xingye took out a roll of bills and rushed to pay.

Xu Qinghuan estimated that there were about a hundred yuan in the roll of money. She was quite puzzled as to why Jiang Xingye's pocket was like Doraemon's belly and he could always take money out of it.

Where did he get this money from?

After squeezing out, Jiang Xingye explained to Xu Qinghuan, "I asked Haozi and the others to help me collect the more than ten acres of land in the valley, and sold some of it."

This year's harvest was not very good. The production team's wheat yield per mu was less than 400 kilograms, but his more than ten mu of land had a good harvest, with a yield of nearly 700 kilograms per mu.

That's quite shocking.

He had a total of 16 acres of land and harvested 11,000 kilograms of wheat. He sold 9,000 kilograms of wheat, and after deducting the money he gave to Haozi and others, he still had more than 800 yuan in his hands.

Originally, he intended to give this money to Xu Qinghuan. Later, when the production team set up a factory, he used part of it, and the rest was here.

Just as the two were about to leave, a jeep stopped by the roadside. The door opened, and Xu Qinghuan met Song Wanlin.

"Why are you here?" Song Wanlin was a little frightened and took a step back.

Her first reaction was that Xu Qinghuan was going to come to the Lu family, and she immediately frowned, "Why are you running here instead of farming in the countryside? Is this the right place for you?"

Xu Qinghuan gave her a cold look, then took Jiang Xingye's hand and left.

Song Wanlin heard that the department store had a new batch of clothes, and she happened to be passing by, so she came to take a look. She didn't expect to encounter such a disappointing thing, so she didn't even bother looking at the clothes.

She got in the car and said to the driver, "Old Zhang, take me back first, and then go find out what those two people are doing in Yan City?"

The driver responded.

At this time in Anping County, it finally did not rain, but the weather was obviously bad. In the past few days, the production team began to rush to harvest rice and no leave was allowed.

The sun was scorching the ground and there was not a breath of wind. The place where the educated youth were rushing to harvest today was at the bottom of the north slope. It was so hot and stuffy that it felt like being covered by a pot lid, and everyone was complaining bitterly.

"Hey, Jiang Zhiqing and the other two are really lucky. They were arrested by the police at the busiest time, so they don't have to rush to harvest."

"Oh my god, you're still saying such sarcastic things. What's going on? Are you really envious?"

"I'm envious! How could I not be? As long as I'm not forced to harvest, I'd rather sit by the fence."

"You are so ungrateful!"

"What are you envious of? If the police can't find any evidence against them, they will be released in 24 hours at most!" Dai Yifeng has relatives in the police force and is more familiar with the process.

After hearing this, Zhou Changan seemed to be thinking about something. The sickle in his hand suddenly changed direction and cut towards the calf.

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