She remarried after her elder sister-in-law passed away early

The man who stood up was like an eagle, full of masculine aggression. Even though Bai Naihan had deliberately restrained himself, Yun Qinghuan was still very uncomfortable when the living space was suddenly occupied by such male hormones.

Especially now that she has to raise her head slightly when talking to people, and, when she gets a little closer, she can even feel the man's shallow breath drifting over her head.

Unlike before, the man in the wheelchair did not reach her shoulders, and he spoke a little unscrupulously.

Now, there is no need to deliberately remind Yun Qinghuan to keep a distance from him.

For example, at this time, Yun Qinghuan had just finished cooking and was about to call her mother-in-law over for dinner. She moved chairs and placed them around the table, and greeted the man to eat first.

The man stood up from under the stove with a cane, and took a few steps towards her. Yun Qinghuan unconsciously took a step back, feeling that the distance was within a safe range, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

She lowered her head slightly, moved her toes back a little, and then looked up at the man, "What's wrong?"

Bo Naihan paused, his hand holding the cane was a little hard, his amber eyes were as deep as an ancient well, "Sister-in-law, the desk I made for you last time is ready, it's in my room, you can see it later If there's anything else you need to change, just tell me."

"Ah?" Yun Qinghuan didn't react for a moment, and then nodded sharply, "Oh, I remembered, thank you, Nai Han, I'll have a look after dinner later."

If he hadn't reminded her, she would have almost forgotten that she asked him to help with the desk.

I patted my head, feeling that I have been confused in writing recently.

In fact, the editor-in-chief sent over the share of the first two stories, twenty or thirty, saying that the response to the story was very good, and the sales volume increased a lot, so she was also given a lot of commission.

The editor is now urging her to write and send the manuscript of the second novel as soon as possible, and strive to seamlessly connect with the first novel. She also said that her pseudonym has already become famous, and she has a certain readership. If she writes a story well, she will definitely become popular in the future.

She also said that a publishing house had taken a fancy to her first novel and was negotiating to give Yun Qinghuan the highest share.

In short, the editor-in-chief has been drawing a lot of cakes, so that recently Yun Qinghuan has been full of energy. Every day, she is not reading high school books, doing quizzes, or writing manuscripts. She is so busy that she forgets about it.

I only remember that my brother-in-law likes to carve with wood when he has nothing to do.

Fortunately, at this time, An An's sensitive nose like a dog came over to smell the smell, took a deep breath, and said happily, "Mom, there is meat!"

The little guy broke the embarrassing atmosphere without knowing it, but ran to the table excitedly to watch, clutching his stomach, feeling even hungrier.

"Hurry up and wash your hands and eat." Yun Qinghuan tried to ignore the man's gaze as much as possible, and beckoned him to wash his hands quickly.

Even with the manuscript fee now, Yun Qinghuan can't bring his family to eat meat every day. After all, meat not only requires money, but also meat tickets, otherwise, even if you have money, you won't be able to buy meat.

Therefore, usually every two or three days, I will buy it when my mouth is hungry, but even so, the current living conditions of the Bai family are much better than before.

At least almost every meal is rice or white flour. As for the snarling wheat bran, I no longer eat it.

The main reason is that Yun Qinghuan can't eat this food.

She also went to the yard, stood in front of her mother-in-law's house, and yelled at her mother-in-law to eat.

Liu Yuzhi worked until after ten o'clock at noon, and she got up early again in the morning, and went to the ground when she was a genius. You must know that it is summer now, and the sky is already bright after five o'clock in the morning, so generally Liu Yuzhi I am very tired after work, and I have to take a nap in the house, otherwise people will not be able to bear it.

Now Yun Qinghuan changed to deliver food to Liu Yuzhi in the morning.

After only one cry, rustling voices came from the room, and Liu Yuzhi responded.

At noon, they made shredded potatoes with vinegar and fried pork slices with sweaty lotus root. They also steamed rice and made tomato and egg soup. The four of them managed to finish all the dishes, and there was not a single grain of rice left.

After eating, Liu Yuzhi didn't let the two of them wash the dishes. She had enough rest at noon. Anyway, she had nothing to do in this hot day, so she just cleaned the dishes.

Yun Qinghuan didn't want to stay in the kitchen anymore, it was too hot, she was sweating all over after cooking and eating, she was a little sticky and uncomfortable, she wanted to get some water to wipe her body, and change into clothes.

Clothes in summer are thin, and there is nothing wrong with them except the smell of sweat. You can just rub some soap with your hands, and it will be dry in the afternoon.

Now that there is no air-conditioning, and cooking is necessary, Yun Qinghuan is used to changing clothes twice a day.

The man led her into his room after dinner.

To be honest, Bai Naihan's house is very tidy, a bit too tidy, except that she looked at it when An An was sick last time, but she didn't look at it carefully, and she didn't look at it the rest of the time. Now that she entered the house, she just glanced at it. After a few glances, he retracted his gaze, and then looked at the table leaning against the window.

It can be seen that it is a brand-new desk, with some complicated patterns carved on it, which is very beautiful and maintains the original wood color. Only after carving the patterns, apply wood wax oil to prevent some fine wood chips from sticking to people.

After Yun Qinghuan saw the finished product, her eyes widened in shock, and she was stunned for a while before she realized it, and then walked around the desk, "My God, it's really beautiful!"

It doesn't look like a desk, it looks like a handicraft.

She asked Bai Naihan to make her a desk without thinking too much about it, she just thought it could be used, she never thought that he made it so beautiful!

This kind of pure handmade desk of such good quality would cost at least 2 to [-] yuan in modern times, especially since there are many patterns carefully carved by men on it, it is difficult to buy even if you have money.

No wonder she often sees a man carving with a wooden board, and wonders what he is doing. It turns out that all the results are here.

Seeing that she liked it, the man's tense body relaxed slightly, and he said with a smile, "It's good that sister-in-law likes it."

It's not in vain that he spent a lot of effort.

"I like it, I really like it!"

Her eyes were shining like stars, "Nai Han, who did you learn carpentry from? You can even carve by hand, so amazing!"

The man looked a little sad, "I learned it from an old master."

Because of the hardships he had suffered since he was a child, after Bai Naihan became more sensible, he spent all day thinking about his livelihood except for going to school.

At that time, there was a teacher from a university who was sent/put here. He was a knowledgeable veteran craftsman. His carving skills were superb, and he knew all the traditional Chinese carving patterns.

At this time, carpentry is still very popular. Not to mention making a lot of money, at least you don't have to worry about eating and drinking.

At the beginning, Bai Naihan didn't know that the master could carve, but he only knew that he was pitiful, and would bring some food to the master from time to time.

Obviously he himself is not doing well, but he can't see others suffering.