Chapter 60
"No," Lin Chunnong patted her chest and promised that she would be a qualified ancient lady, or else no one would chase her in the future.

As for the greater ideal, there is no such thing yet.

Fang Xiaocao said yes with a smile, took a piece of champagne-colored yarn, threaded it on all sides, stretched it on the machine, and started weaving lace by hand.

Silk scarves made in this way are cheap in modern times if you buy one for [-]-[-].

Lin Chunnong knew the value of these silk scarves, and when he sat down to weave, he was very careful.

From time to time, Lin Qiumo would look up and see the little girl with her long eyelashes hanging down, doing things seriously, which was rare, and a sense of stability and comfort surged in her heart unconsciously.

He suddenly raised his hand to touch the corner of his lips, a little unsure, did he curl his lips and smile just now?
As the sun was setting in the west, Lin Chunnong finally lost his patience. He stood up and said, "Mother, it's getting cold, let's go to the house. I'll go and see if Dad is back."

Fang Xiaocao didn't even think that her daughter could endure it for so long, so she nodded directly.

Lin Qiumo also read the book for a while, and wanted to go out for a walk, so she called Lin Chunnong, "Ninny, wait for me."

As soon as the two arrived at the front yard, they saw Lin Jiale who was tying the horse. Lin Chunnong called out: "Father", and then rushed towards him.

Ever since she got smaller, she also gradually liked being lifted up by her father.

Lin Chunxing came down from behind, shook the small box in his hand, and said to his sister, "Ninny, guess what it is?"

Lin Chunnong immediately changed direction and turned to his brother, "Show me."

Inside the square box of the log are two fluffy red balls. Lin Chunnong loves beauty, so he compares them with the two when he picked them up.

Lin Chunxing smiled and said, "It looks good, let's wear it now."

"I want to wear it during the Chinese New Year, bro, is your school still on holiday?" Lin Chunnong asked.

"Tomorrow is a holiday," Lin Chunxing said, "In a few days, brother will give you another gift."

Lin Jiale glanced at the son who had attracted her daughter's attention, secretly scolded the stinking boy, moved all the things in the car into the house, and then came out and took out two letters and shook them at her daughter and son.

"Your friend has a letter, come and get it."

Lin Chunnong can basically receive a letter every month. It was Zhang Junzhi who came to see it once at home and said that he wrote a letter to send something, and sure enough, there was a letter every month or every other month.

It's just that this time my brother didn't believe me?Is there still such a thing as a pen pal?
Lin Chunnong ran over and grabbed his father's hand, "Who wrote the letter to my brother?"

Lin Chunxing also came over, flicked her on the head amusedly, and said, "Think about it with your little head, among my friends, who can write a letter?"

"It's Zhang Zhenxian?" Lin Chunnong turned to look at her brother.

Lin Chunxing smiled and said, "It's probably him."

Hearing these words, Lin Qiumo looked up, and at the same time walked a few steps slowly towards this side without any trace.

Lin Chunxing took the letter from his father, first gave her the sister's one, and then opened his own. The letter was a child's complaint.

Looking at it at a glance, one can tell that Zhang Zhenxian is not used to life in the capital.

Lin Chunnong asked his brother, "What did Zhang Zhenxian say? Is the capital fun?"

"The capital is full of nobles, and if you are not careful, you will be punished." Lin Chunxing said, looking at his father, "Father, Uncle Zhang also has a letter? Is their family okay?"

Lin Chunxing is still very concerned about the children he has made.

Lin Jiale said: "There is a letter sent by the father and son together. According to Lao Zhang, the people in the Princess Mansion have arranged for them in various matters. He is just worried that the status of the couple is low. They are illiterate, and they will hold back their son in the future, so ask me for advice."

In fact, Lin Jiale didn't have a good idea. In this day and age, studying is the most expensive thing. Another thing is to be a landlord. No matter how much money you make in business, you will still be looked down upon.

Lao Zhang didn't want to hold his son back, which seemed unlikely.Unless he starts studying from now on, he will be a scholar in three to five years.

Otherwise, everything can only be earned by his son himself.

Before Lin Jiale traveled through time, his education was not bad, at least he graduated from a junior college, but he still had a headache when faced with traditional Chinese and ancient characters.

That's it, the original body still has its roots.

But he still couldn't learn it at all. Regardless of the ancient and modern learning, there is a big difference in it. Therefore, he handed over the burden of raising the status of the family to his son very early on.

Every time he saw his son's clever mind, scratching his head when encountering the poems and prose that he got in the scientific examination, Lin Jiale was very grateful for his original decision.

While his father was talking to his brother, Lin Chunnong opened his letter, and saw a letter written in neat lower characters.

Looking at Zhang Junzhi's letter, what Lin Chunnong admired most about him was that at such a young age, he could write such beautifully written characters.

"What did the letter say?" Just looking at it, my brother's head appeared above.

Anyway, they are all little kids now, and there is nothing the siblings need to hide from each other, so Lin Chunnong showed it to his brother, "Zhang Junzhi said that he didn't find anything new for me this time, but he's coming back soon, and it's time to Time to come and play with us."

Lin Chunxing smiled and said, "I didn't expect you to reply to those two dogs every time, and this little guy can persist in communicating with you, keep it up, don't hurt your eyes as a friend from afar, and don't talk to you I wrote a letter."

Lin Chunnong snorted and put the letter away.

Lin Jiale came back from the outside this time, so he didn't go out again. He built an earthen wall on the second part of the backyard wall and covered it with garlic. In ten days and a half months, a large section of garlic yellow had grown out.

At this time, it has entered the twentieth of the twelfth lunar month, and the Chinese New Year is coming soon.

Early in the morning, Lin Jiale put on a thick padded jacket and trousers, but when he walked out of the house, he was still shivering from the cold air outside.

In the early morning, the entire small mountain village was shrouded in a thick layer of fog, and the visibility was less than [-] meters. Lin Jiale had never seen such a pure white fog when the modern environment was worrying.

The things in the yard were covered with a layer of ice after being invaded by the cold air all night. Lin Jiale put on gloves, went to the backyard to lead the horse out, and then brought bags of things from the kitchen.

These things include garlic yellow, and some vegetables he grew in the greenhouse in the backyard. Some sons made soil and fertilizers to help them. These vegetables grow strong and juicy one by one.

Before the car was loaded, Fang Xiaocao also came out. Looking at the foggy sky, she said to Lin Jiale: "Otherwise, wait until the fog clears before going out, at worst, spend the night in the county and come back tomorrow."

"It's okay, there are no high-speed cars now." Lin Jiale tied up the things on the car, "You can just chop out the meat stuffing for making meatballs today, and I will do the rest when I come back."

Said that he had already put on his gloves, and led the horse out.

Fang Xiaocao followed him to the door, and said, "Slow down on the road."

(End of this chapter)

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