Chapter 114 Scared to Cover
Before Jiang Zhiying went to take a bath, Jiang Shixun whispered to her specially.
He plans to dispose of some inventory here, and let Jiang Zhiying see what inventory is in the space.
When she is optimistic, tell him.
Jiang Zhiying remembered this, so she checked her inventory and found that there were quite a few things.
Wheat, millet, soybeans and peanuts are not mentioned, there are many vegetables and fruits.
Of course, the fruits are mainly strawberries and watermelons that grow faster.
Jiang Zhiying pondered secretly, it is only April, and most of the fruits are basically not yet on the market. The fruits in her space will definitely not be sold for the time being.
The season is not right, even if you take it to the black market, it will cause a lot of trouble.
But the food is not a big problem and can be taken out and disposed of.
There are also vegetables, you can also get rid of some of them.
Jiang Zhiying silently planned and left the space.
Outside, Tang Yulan has finished washing and is waiting for her.
Seeing her come out, Tang Yulan was obviously relieved.
She first glanced at Jiang Zhiying, then pulled her and asked in a low voice, "Zhuzhu, why did you toss for so long?"
really scared her to death.
Afraid of being heard, she didn't dare to speak too clearly, and deliberately used the word "toss" instead.
This way, even if someone really heard it, they would only think that the child was playing.
Jiang Zhiying didn't elaborate, but smiled at her: "Then I won't do this next time."
Tang Yulan snorted softly, not sure if she believed it or not.
Jiang Zhiying quickly took a shower, put on clean clothes, and went out with Tang Yulan.
The place where Jiang Fuguo and Shen Wanqing lived had not many rooms.
There is only one bedroom strictly speaking, so they were barely separated into two by bamboo mats.
So it is quite inconvenient.
This is also something that can’t be done. They are here to reform, and life must be hard, haha, and can’t enjoy it.
If you live in a big house, there will definitely be those who have pink eye disease, report them secretly.
So these years, they have been doing this all the time.
Every time Jiang Shixun came to see them, he slept with Jiang Shian.
This time there are more Tang Yulan and Jiang Zhiying, it must be more crowded.
Tang Yulan and Jiang Zhiying came out of the bath, Shen Wanqing also went in to wash, then Jiang Fuguo, Jiang Shixun and Jiang Shian.
By the time everyone finished taking a shower, it was getting dark.
Jiang Zhiying was lying on the bed, with Shen Wanqing on the left and Tang Yulan on the right, the room was pitch-dark, and you could faintly smell the smell of cow dung wafting from the next door.
She wrinkled her nose in disgust, and quickly closed her eyes and fell asleep.
When I woke up, the sky was already bright.
Shen Wanqing was already awake, and when she moved, Jiang Zhiying also woke up.
But she didn't get up.
When Shen Wanqing went out, Jiang Zhiying immediately hid under the quilt and quietly entered the space.
Tang Yulan originally remembered that seeing her entering the space, she had to continue lying on the bed to cover her.
She is fatter, especially when lying on her side.
Compared to her, Jiang Zhiying is very inconspicuous.
When you look from the outside, you can't tell if there is anyone next to her.
Jiang Zhiying was busy in Shennong space for a while, and then quietly came out again.
It was getting brighter at this time, and Tang Yulan immediately breathed a sigh of relief when she saw her coming out.
Just thinking that she had been worried for so long, she couldn't help but say Jiang Zhiying: "Why are you tossing for so long?"
She was almost dying, for fear that her mother-in-law would suddenly come in and lift the quilt and dislike her for staying in bed.
Jiang Zhiying pretended to be pitiful: "Mom, I'm hungry."
Tang Yulan: "…"
She glared at Jiang Zhiying angrily and beckoned her to get up.
Just when she was going out, Tang Yulan was quite nervous: Will my parents really dislike her for staying in bed?
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