Daily Life of Pig Farming in 1970

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After Su Yaoyun and Su Da came back from pulling pig grass several times, they all transformed into ruthless grass-cutting robots.

　　But after a while, she touched her sore arm and shook it off.

　　Turning around, I saw that there was still a lot of pig grass that hadn't been chopped. I couldn't help but sigh, "Why are there still so many?"

　　Su Da was used to doing farm work, so this intensity of work was a piece of cake for him. After hearing what Su Yaoyun said, he gradually sped up his movements.

If he does more, Yaoyun will have to do less later.

　　Su Yaoyun patted his waist and back, thinking that if nothing unexpected happened, he would be sore to death tomorrow.

　　This body is useless at the critical moment. It seems that I need to exercise more often.

　　The two of them were busy for a while before they chopped all the pig grass into pieces, and then sealed them up in several large plastic barrels.

　　"Brother, it will be fermented in a while. Don't let anyone open it. I'll be back first."

　　Su Yaoyun couldn't wait to go home and write down the idea he had this morning; he couldn't hold back at all.

　　I also felt that after working all morning under the sun wearing thick clothes, my body was sticky and I was anxious to go back and take a shower.

　　The weather in Province G is notoriously weird, and is not as stable as in other provinces.

　　It was cold from time to time, a few degrees below zero one moment, and hot the next. It made people's clothes look weird, people wore spring, summer, autumn and winter clothes on the same day.

　　When Su Yaoyun went out in the morning, he thought the weather was cold, so he dressed a little thickly. After he came out, it was not convenient to take off his clothes, so he suffered a lot.

　　"Hey! Yaoyun, how about staying home for dinner tonight?"

　　When Suda came over after washing his face, he saw his little sister rushing home in a hurry, so he quickly called out to her to stop.

　　Su Yaoyun was pedaling her little bicycle, waving at Su Da without looking back, "Brother, I have something urgent to do, so I'll leave first. We'll talk next time."

　　As soon as Su Yaoyun returned home, he couldn't help but take off his thick coat and planned to take a hot bath.

　　But when he suddenly felt a hard box in his clothes pocket, his hand paused, and then he stuffed it into a small corner of the cabinet.

　　When Shen Yu gave it to her in the morning, she didn't think too much about it.

　　But now think about it, if Song Zhen knew that he brought back so many condoms after going out, what would he think?

　　I imagined it in my mind and my face couldn't help but turn red. Then I took the clothes and covered the thing tightly.

　　When Song Zhen returned home, he saw his wife bent over the desk, writing something with full concentration. She didn't even notice when he came in.

　　He didn't say anything, but just lowered his head and looked at what his wife wrote stroke by stroke.

　　After reading for a while, his expression became serious, and he watched with interest to see what his wife wanted to write.

　　Su Yaoyun was writing seriously, but the warm breath gradually coming from behind her was too much to ignore. She suddenly realized that there was someone behind her.