Wearing eighty books, the little widow turns into a rich woman

Lin Changyou thought about those hard times in the past, and sighed: "There is no way! At that time, every household was in trouble, and it would be good to fill your stomach. Your mother cooks food for you in different ways."

"Other people's beans are boiled and eaten like this. Your mother feeds you by frying them, grinding them into powder and making them into a paste for you to eat. Only after the Chinese New Year, everyone is willing to make something that you usually don't want to eat."

Many families in the team had children who died young, but his family's children all stood up.

After hearing this, Li Xiangyang also remembered the days when his home was being remodeled, and saw people starving to death with his own eyes.

Seeing this, Lin Guozhu said with a smile: "It's Chinese New Year, let's talk about something happy, so we won't forget bitterness and sweetness." As he said, he shaved out the roasted peanuts and put some in front of Li Xiangyang, "Eating peanuts, roasted peanuts over charcoal fire has a special taste .”

Li Xiangyang picked up one and peeled it, put it in his mouth, and nodded: "Sweet!"

Lin Changyou looked at Lin Lan's blushing face after drinking the sweet wine, then at Li Xiangyang, and said with a smile: "I asked the boss to get some camphor wood, and I plan to ask someone to make some furniture for you. Do you like it?" What style?"

"Dad, the houses over there are all installed, so there's no need to make furniture."

Lin Lan heard people say that camphor wood has its own fragrance, and when the furniture made of it is placed indoors, the air is also filled with a refreshing and pleasant smell, which makes people breathe comfortably and feel refreshed.

In addition, camphor wood also has unique practical functions: moth-proof, moth-proof, mildew-proof and moisture-proof, fur, silk and high-end clothes are placed in furniture made of camphor wood. Indulge in the aromatic scent of camphor wood.

Lin Changyou: "Don't worry about spending money. I asked my friends in the mountains to find these woods. It doesn't cost much. Alas! The life of the people in the mountains is hard! You can't exchange money for good things."

Li Xiangyang also said: "Dad, you can save the camphor wood for the third brother and Guoqiang to make furniture."

Lin Guoliang, "Xiangyang, don't push it. My dad wants to make some furniture for Xiaolan, so just tell me what style you like?"

Li Xiangyang couldn't push it any further, and looked at Lin Lan: "What style do you like?"

Lin Lan shook her head: "I never thought about it, and I can't think of it for a while." She wanted to return the gift after Lin Guozhu and Lin Guoqiang got married after taking over the furniture.

Lin Guozhu thought for a while, and looked at Lin Changyou: "Dad, I think it's better to send the wood to Dongshi, where we can find a carpenter to make furniture, so as not to be difficult to carry later."

Lin Lan thinks about it too. The furniture these days is not like the assembled furniture 30 or [-] years later. It is all made of solid wood and cannot be disassembled and assembled. It is very inconvenient to carry.

After hearing this, Lin Changyou felt that this method was good, and looked at Li Xiangyang: "Xiangyang, go back and say hello to the master who made the furniture for you last time, he must have good-looking furniture."

Li Xiangyang said sincerely: "Thank you Dad, I will go back as he said."

Lin Lan reminded Lin Changyou: "Dad, it is suitable to buy more good wood for storage, it will be useful in the future."

She thought that the rarer wood would be harder to find in the future, and there would be more control over the farmers than now. Even if it was a tree that she planted herself, she could not cut it down casually. She bought more and kept it while the situation was relaxed.

Lin Zhang nodded: "Okay, I'll ask people to get more out of the mountain."

Wu Shufen went to a house with oranges on the team, bought a basket of oranges, and said to Lin Changyou, "The captain said he would come to see you in the afternoon."

Only then did Lin Changyou remember what the captain said about sending his youngest daughter to Lin Lan to learn crafts, and he looked at Lin Lan and told the story.

"I originally planned to wait for Guoqiang to reply to the letter before I told you. That kid doesn't know what's going on, and he hasn't replied until now. If it's convenient for you, let Jiaojiao learn from you."

Lin Lan heard what Li Xiangyang heard from Dongzi, and told them about their plans: "If there is no limit to the number of employees in the store, it is not inconvenient to go to my place. If she wants to go after the year, she can only go to Lexing learned from Sister Yuezhen."

The number of employees in the pastry shop has exceeded the limited number of people. After Dongzi reminded Li Xiangyang, the two are planning to buy a tricycle. Next year, they will make pastries in Lexing and send them to the shop by tricycle.

Lin Guozhu nodded: "Yes, this matter can be big or small. If you encounter someone who is difficult to speak, your shop may be closed."

Lin Changyou said: "Yuezhen was also taught by you, it's the same to learn from her."

Wu Shufen reminded: "Old man, I think you should explain it clearly to the team leader, lest they don't understand and think that Xiaolan is putting on airs."

"I know it in my heart." Lin Changyou said and looked out of the courtyard, "The little guys have been out for a while, Guozhu, go and have a look, don't be injured by the artillery."

Lin Lan looked at Li Xiangyang: "Let's go take a look too."

Li Xiangyang nodded, and the three of them went to the yard to push their bicycles, got on the bicycles and rode towards the consignment store.

Halfway through, I saw Lin Jun, Lin Qing, Lin Gang and another group of children scolding each other and attacking each other with cannonballs.

"Stop it, what if someone is blown up?" Lin Lan yelled to stop, her heart pounding in fright.

Lin Guozhu pedaled his bicycle quickly, and shouted loudly: "Xiaojun, what are you doing, are you dying?"

The fat man with a round face shouted loudly: "The People's Liberation Army is here, and his adults are here." The children immediately scattered like birds and beasts.

"Mom, Uncle Xiangyang, you are here!" Seeing Li Xiangyang, Xiaodouzi ran towards the two happily.

Lin Lan jumped out of the car and ran to him, seeing that his face was as murky as a cat's, but luckily there was no injury.

She took out a handkerchief and wiped off the black ash on his face: "The artillery is so dangerous, how can you hit someone with it?"

Xiaodouzi raised the small bag in his hand: "He robbed me first, sister Xiaohong dragged me, and I sneaked up on them from behind."

Lin Jun over there complained like Lin Guozhu: "Third uncle, it was the third sloppy from the second grandma's family who scolded us first, and they even bombed us with cannons. When we fought back, they hit us with clods and cannons. "

Lin Qing and Lin Gang pointed at the dirt on the new clothes, and sniffed distressedly: "Third Uncle, you see they hit me with mud, and my new clothes were all dirty."

Lin Hong also held the red scarf and said aggrievedly: "Lin Xiaoqiang even tore the scarf my aunt gave me, and it tore my scarf."

After Lin Lan inspected several children, she took the scarf and looked at it. She saw a hole behind the tattered yarn at the edge of the seam, touched her braids and comforted her softly: "Uncle will go to stock up after the New Year, and I will buy it for you." new."

Li Xiangyang said with a smile: "Don't worry, Xiaohong, uncle has made a note."

Lin Guozhu patted Lin Jun and Lin Gang: "Okay, you can't use cannons to blow up people in the future. If a third sloppy eye is injured, Second Mistress will definitely ask you to pay for his eye."

Lin Qing pouted: "Three Sloppy bombed us first, why should she want us to pay?"

Lin Jun also nodded: "That's right, throwing cannons can't blow up bad people."