Siheyuan: Marrying His Wife Yue Qiluo, Everyone Went Crazy

The smile on his face was extraordinarily bright.

When Xu Damao saw it was Feng Rui, his face twitched.

But in my heart, I don't know how many times I have greeted Feng Rui's eighteen generations of ancestors.

He pulled a horse face and said coldly, "Yes, I'm going to work in the factory."

"Xu Damao, look at your complexion a little bit, did you sleep well last night?"

"It's cold, it's normal. If you sleep alone, it's easy to not sleep well."

"But it's different for me. I have my wife, and we can sleep together comfortably at night."

"You have to hurry up and find a woman to marry."

These few words of Feng Rui seemed to care about Xu Damao.

But Xu Damao was pissed all over by Feng Rui last night.

There was fire in my heart.

As soon as he heard Feng Rui say that, Xu Damao suddenly said in a bad mood, "Sun thief, you better manage yourself and talk about it yourself."

"When will I get married?

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"Xu Damao, you are biting Lu Dongbin like a dog, and you don't know good people."

"Okay, it seems that I didn't drink enough urine for the cat last night, but I think that the cat must be very happy after drinking my urine."

"Ha ha..."

Xu Damao is shameless.

Feng Rui naturally wouldn't give him Xu Damao face.

After a sneer.

Feng Rui got on the bicycle and rode away directly.

It was good not to mention "piss", but when he heard "piss", Xu Damao's face turned livid.

He was a little annoyed, "Made, you bastard, don't fall into my hands, sooner or later I will clean you up, or else I won't be Xu Damao."

"What's so great about marrying a beautiful wife? My mother also married one, and I'm so envious of you."

Xu Damao finished speaking sourly.

He spat on the ground.

I was very upset.

"Ding! Host, you have two chances to sign in. Today's sign-in has been refreshed. Do you want to sign in?"

Riding a bicycle, driving along the Chaoyang River and Lake.

Feng Rui was heading to the Red Star Rolling Mill.

At this time.

The mechanical system sounded.

"Sign in."

Feng Rui said without hesitation.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for successfully signing in and getting the Three Breathing Spirit Soil X1 (100 catties)"

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for getting the truth token X1"

Host: Feng Rui

Skill: Liuku Immortal Thief

Items: food stamp (one catty) x3, three-breathing spiritual soil x1 (100 catties), truth symbol x1

Money: 300 (unit: yuan)

The mechanical system sounded.

Feng Rui's expression changed.

Stop the bike.

"Three-breathing spiritual soil? Amulet of truth? This is it?"

"The host, the so-called three-breathing spiritual soil, as the name suggests, is a kind of soil that contains a small amount of spiritual energy. The purpose of this soil is that the host can be used to grow medicinal materials, vegetables and the like."

"It can have unexpected magical effects. As for the truth talisman, it is a charm that can make the other party tell the truth."

"Reminder, the usage time of the Talisman of Truth is 3 minutes. After 3 minutes, the Talisman of Truth will lose its effect."

the system explained.

"Awesome, then, if I use these three-breathing spiritual soil to grow some vegetables in the Sumeru Ring, wouldn't it shorten the growth time? And there will be special benefits?"

"Theoretically it is."

System Road.

Feng Rui heard the words.

Can't help but shake in my heart.

He has the ability of Liuku Immortal Thief, but he also found a problem recently.

It is necessary to use the Liuku Immortal Thief to ingest a large amount of food to transform his body.

In this era of lack of supplies, it is somewhat unreliable.

It is impossible for Feng Rui to let his wife Yue Qiluo make a lot of food for him every day, it is so tiring.

Now that I have this three-breath spiritual soil, if I grow fruits and vegetables in the space of the Xumi ring.

The source of that energy is naturally not a problem.

My own Liuku Immortal Thief can also be used naturally.

And the body will continue to grow stronger.

Kill two birds with one stone.

Invincible.

Withdrawing his thoughts, he thought about going to the supply and marketing cooperative to buy some vegetable seeds and tools like that hoe after get off work.

Feng Rui rode his bicycle directly to the rolling mill.

"Feng Rui, good morning, come to work."

Eight o'clock in the morning is the time to start work.

It was [-]:[-] in the morning, when Feng Rui came to the rolling mill on his bicycle.

Someone recognized Feng Rui.

Smile and say hello.

"you know me?"

Feng Rui was taken aback when he saw the man wearing the blue overalls of the rolling mill.

He didn't know the man at all.

"Haha, Director Yang and the others who have named you for their praise, your photos are all posted on the bulletin board of our factory. We all know you."

"You are a sixth-level fitter in the second workshop."

yo!

Another worker, a man in his 40s, also said with a smile.

Feng Rui was a little surprised when he heard it.

He hurriedly pushed his bicycle to the bulletin board in the rolling mill square.

Sure enough, on the bulletin board, it was written:

"Feng Rui, the former fourth-level fitter of the second workshop, has performed very well recently. After passing the factory fitter assessment, his performance is outstanding. Now he is promoted to the sixth-level fitter, 74 yuan. I hope to continue to work hard!"

The position in the lower right corner is also covered with the red stamp of the rolling mill.

There is also a photo of Feng Rui in the upper left corner.

And there is a big red star in the center of the bulletin board.

On both sides, there are slogans such as, We workers have strength and contribute to social construction.

This scene makes this era more distinctive.

"Feng Rui, you have to go to work at this point? Why are you still standing there, kid?"

"Don't rush to work. If you want me to tell you that if you put in a little thought, you won't be a fourth-level fitter now."

"It's about to go to work, so hurry up and go to work, don't think about nothing all day long."

The second uncle Liu Haizhong is a sixth-level blacksmith, and he is also a master in the rolling mill.

He just walked out of the public toilet in the factory.

Not long after I came to work, I saw that it was going to work soon.

Feng Rui stood at the bulletin board.

He suddenly felt a little unhappy.

Similarly, he had some opinions on Feng Rui in his heart, after all, Feng Rui, a bastard, was making a fuss in the courtyard.

Liu Haizhong was naturally upset about making fun of him as the second uncle.

"Fourth-level fitter? Second uncle, who said that I am now a fourth-level fitter, and this announcement clearly states that I am a sixth-level fitter."

See is bangs.