Reborn as a farmhouse concubine, she raises a prince and is busy farming

Mr. Lin was also very emotional today.
Seeing a family talking politely now makes me feel a little uncomfortable.

Thinking back to the time when Mrs. Lin Zhang was partial, he really regretted not making up his mind to stop it earlier.Now that the family is divided into two families to talk, he feels strange in his heart. He always feels that the second child is completely alienated from him.

Lin Wenshan could only scratch his head helplessly and said, "Dad, I just did some work. We have to settle accounts today. Jiu'er has already received money from mother."

This family, now everything has a clearly marked price, which really makes people lament the impermanence of life.

Mr. Lin really remembered what Lin Chujiu said in Tianli, so he also understood what Lin Wenshan wanted to say, but he was too embarrassed to say it.

The old man sighed heavily, looked at the heavy rain outside silently, and stopped talking.

After a while, the rain finally subsided, and the sound of raindrops hitting the eaves became softer.Lin Wenshan rubbed his hands in embarrassment and finally said: "Dad, there is still some work waiting for me at home, so I will leave first."

Lin Chujiu could see clearly from the side that there was no important work at home. It was obvious that his father couldn't sit still.The old lady was not allowed to enter the house even though the person was under the eaves, which was a bit embarrassing.

The old man and Lin Chujiu looked at each other. They both understood, but the old man's eyes were full of disappointment.

However, there is no regret medicine in the world.

At this point, Mr. Lin's originally straight back was like an old pine tree that had weathered the wind and frost, and it had become half rickety without realizing it.He nodded dully, as if silently enduring endless sorrow and pressure.

He stared straight ahead, watching the three figures disappear into the swirling rain.

After a long time, the Lin family's roof finally let out a long sigh.

Although it wasn't raining heavily outside, those who were busy harvesting wheat were soaked in the rain and didn't know when they would be able to come back.

When the second daughter-in-law saw it, she hurried to the kitchen to bring out the ginger soup on the stove. She was anxious and didn't know when Lin Wenshan and the others would be back.The fire in the pot hall is always burning and the ginger soup is hot, ready to welcome them home at any time.

She muttered: "Master, it's true that you waited until it stopped raining before coming back, even though you knew it was raining. You didn't rush, and the children got soaked in the rain again."

The second daughter-in-law complained while putting a bowl of hot ginger soup into Yuan Jing and Lin Chujiu's hands.

"Quick, drink it while it's hot."

Yuan Jing looked down at the pottery bowl in his hand, and could still see the ginger slices floating on the brown soup.

He could feel the heat of the ginger soup through the pottery bowl, and the heat floated around his brows.But the smell of this ginger soup is so fragrant. After drinking it, a warm current goes straight to the bottom of the heart, making people feel extremely warm and comfortable.

"Jing'er, don't stand there stupidly. Drink it quickly. This ginger soup must be drunk while it's hot to ward off the cold!" The second daughter-in-law's usually gentle and watery voice was now filled with irresistible determination.

After hearing this, Yuan Jing no longer hesitated and drank all the ginger soup in one breath.

Suddenly, a warm current surged out of his body, like a fire burning inside him.

"Looks like you've really been soaked. I'll go inside and serve you another bowl." As soon as the second daughter-in-law finished speaking, Lin Chujiu couldn't help but snicker, "Mom, serve some more for Yuan Jingduo." "It's better to give him the whole pot so that I don't have to drink it." She really couldn't stand the spicy taste of the ginger soup.

Yuan Jing looked at Lin Chujiu's smiling face and then at the empty pottery bowl in front of him, feeling a hint of joy in his heart.Perhaps it was the effect of the ginger soup. Although they were all caught in the rain, the three of them were safe and sound, and they didn't even sneeze.

The sky in the afternoon was covered with a layer of haze, and occasionally sporadic raindrops fell, adding a bit of coolness to the afternoon.Lin Wenshan, this hard-working villager, pulled up a small bench, sat under the eaves, and began to arrange the bamboo strips in his hands and weave bamboo baskets.

Lin Chujiu was full of passion and wanted to try it, but unfortunately, Lin Wenshan firmly refused.

Lin Wenshan looked at his daughter, with a hint of doting in his tone, and shook his head: "Daughter, a girl's hands are as delicate as flowers, but they can't be compared with those of your father and me, who have rough skin and rough flesh. Did you know? These bamboo strips are all thorny. , if I accidentally prick you, your mother will definitely be very distressed when she sees it."

When he said this, his eyes were full of relaxation and kindness.

Lin Chujiu couldn't help but ask: "Dad, you made so many bamboo baskets, can our family use them all?"

Lin Wenshan looked at his daughter and smiled, stroking the bamboo strips in his hands with both hands. Although his hands were thick, with wide joints and covered with thick calluses, his craftsmanship was very meticulous.

He replied: "These bamboo baskets are carefully woven, the bamboo strips are fine and neat, each one is a work of art."

In just half an hour, Lin Wenshan had already made five or six handicrafts, and his hands were as flexible as machines.It seemed that he still had a lot of stock, so Lin Chujiu asked him curiously: "How can our family use up so much?"

Lin Wenshan laughed loudly after hearing this, and replied happily: "If the weather is fine tomorrow, I will have a good idea! I will take these treasures to the town and sell them, and I will definitely make a lot of money!"

This craft is really amazing!
The baskets woven by Lin Wenshan can be sold for five cents each, which is even more popular than the dishes sold in the market. Although the money is not much, these small gains can also bring some surprises to the children at home. and laughter.

Lin Wenshan is not only a skillful craftsman, but also a considerate and good father.

Lin Chujiu was very moved by all his efforts and efforts for this small family.

However, when he thought that Lin Wenshan was going to town to sell these baskets, Lin Chujiu had another idea in his mind.

Lin Chujiu suddenly thought that the red peppers in Chunfeng Tower were about to be used up.

She raised the corners of her mouth slightly, walked gently to Lin Wenshan, and said sweetly: "Dad, when you go to town tomorrow, can you take me with you?
Now my parents are at home every day. If I go to town without telling them, I will definitely be discovered.

Why don't we go together and save some time?Moreover, my parents already knew about selling red peppers, so there was no need to hide it anymore.

Lin Wenshan didn't think too much, thinking that Lin Chujiu just wanted to hang out in the town and relax, so he happily agreed without stopping from knitting baskets in his hands.

Lin Chujiu knew in her heart that this was fine, so she watched Lin Wenshan knitting while adding a few jokes from time to time, and the time passed happily.

The next day, it was finally a sunny day. Lin Chujiu and Lin Wenshan took dozens of baskets and boarded a donkey cart going to the town market.

(End of this chapter)