The whole family crosses to farm

Chapter 48 Seafood
Around September [-]th, Lin Jiale made an appointment with those friends in the county to go to the southernmost Mingquan Port to trade some seafood with foreign businessmen.

At this time, things from overseas are collectively called seafood.

Seafood mainly consists of glass, Western spices, pearls, etc. These things are very popular with the wealthy and nobles, and they can make a lot of money.

Hearing from her daughter that it was snowing in her dream, Fang Xiaocao got up and turned on the floor heating in the house, because considering the climate, when their house was built, floor heating was built on the floor except for the kitchen and utility room.

The cold wind was howling outside, and the sky was densely covered with a layer of white clouds. After one night, there was a feeling of breath turning into frost. Fang Xiaocao said to Lin Qiumo who was chopping firewood: "You clean up, I will give you some Move the bed to the weaving room, and when it gets cold, you will live there."

Lin Qiumo straightened up. In the cold morning, he was only wearing a single shirt, probably from firewood he had chopped for a while, and the heat was coming from his back.

"Auntie, I'm not cold, so I don't need to move."

Fang Xiaocao said: "It's not troublesome to move there, you are a child, don't freeze."

"I'm really not cold."

Fang Xiaocao didn't have the habit of forcing others, even her own two children, she didn't force it in the name of caring, so she said, "Then I'll get you another wind-pressing quilt later."

Lin Qiumo said: "Thank you, Auntie", then erected a log and continued chopping firewood.

Fang Xiaocao went to the kitchen to make breakfast. After a while, Lin Chunxing, who lived in the east side room, opened the door with a yawn. He said to Lin Qiumo, "Have you finished the five-character long rhyme? Sir, I want it today."

"It's ready, I'll bring it to you later," Lin Qiumo said.

"Okay," Lin Chunxing said, walking to the laboratory, "If you want to read any books, go directly to my room to get them."

Ever since Lin Qiumo became a ghostwriter, Lin Chunxing's ability to compose poetry has finally been recognized by his husband. Mr. Liu, who stared at him at first and insisted that he learn to compose poetry, now says that he should work harder to cope with the next year's childbirth exam. Yes.

As for whether the Tongsheng Examination will be stuck in poetry, and how to explain it to the husband, Lin Chunxing has already thought about it, so he said that he made a mistake in his performance.

Standing in front of the test bench, Lin Chunxing overcame the child's lethargy, finished the final decoration for the small weapon, and then smiled with satisfaction.

"Ninny," Lin Chun woke up and went to the main room where his parents lived, and pulled out his younger sister who was still huddled in the bed. "Go, go to the backyard, brother will show you this weapon."

Lin Chunnong looked at his brother, "Did you really do it this time?"

A month ago, her brother also showed her a bracelet that could spray white flames. When the button was opened, a stone on the ground would instantly be burned red, but it was only a one-off.

And it's a little dangerous, not suitable for a child like her.

Lin Chunxing has never made a failed product, and after two days of self-isolation, he bought materials again to start making again.

"This time is a hundred times stronger than last time," Lin Chunxing urged, "Get up."

Then I saw my sister's little furry head turning and turning in the bed before getting up to get dressed.

"This time it's a small hairpin." When walking to the backyard, Lin Chunxing took out a silver hairpin from the skirt of his clothes. "This style is made by me, how about it?"

It was in the shape of a simple five-petal magnolia flower, with a dark spot in the center of the flower.

Lin Chunnong took a look at it, and commented: "The painting is quite similar, but it doesn't look like Bai Yan's style to me."

Lin Chunxing said reservedly: "Although there is no good machine, I have found all the materials, and it took so long. Why can't I improve it?"

Lin Chunnong asked, "Then what style is it this time?"

Lin Chunxing smiled and said, "The second petal is a switch, you can turn it and try."

(End of this chapter)