"Jingzhe from my family found an insecticide formula in a book when he went to the provincial capital, and I just put it together," Tong Huaqiong said nonchalantly.
Gu Jingzhe found the formula in a book?
Gu Ruinian's eyes darkened.
This cousin is not simple. Could it be that he also traveled from the future?
He always wondered how his uncle and aunt, this pair of groundhogs, could produce a dragon.
He didn't believe that Gu Jingzhe found a pesticide formula in any ordinary book.
Only people of this era would believe that.
"Cousin is amazing." Gu Ruinian laughed dryly twice, insincerely praising him.
"What's amazing about it; it was written by people in books before. Other people in the village can't read, only he can. Otherwise, even if he saw it, he wouldn't remember it," Tong Huaqiong replied indifferently.
Jealousy burned fiercely in Gu Ruinian's heart.
Gu Jingzhe's luck is unexpectedly good.
