Chapter 101 Like? (5)
And Jun Yao shook her head helplessly, this little girl, who can laugh so happily playing with herself, is really a silly girl.

This morning, as soon as the buns were distributed and the people in the village were sent away, someone outside called out: "Okay, stop here, yes, be careful, don't bump into them, be careful..."

When Jun Yao heard it was her uncle's voice, she got up and walked out, and said to Jun Zhengmin and Yang Shi who were about to get off the kang, "You two just wait up there, I'll go and have a look."

When I went out, I was stunned by the scene outside. This is, everything is done?
"Girl, let's take a look. This is furniture made by your second grandfather. It looks good. The vermilion lacquer on it is already dry, so it can be used directly at home." Yang Huaian laughed and waved at her.

Jun Yao was overjoyed, it was great, the furniture finally came, but the second grandfather was indeed a well-known carpenter, it only took half a month, and all of them were finished.

She stepped forward and raised her hand to caress the brand-new furniture. The tentacles were smooth, it should be the vermilion lacquer after sanding.

Looking at the furniture of the three big bullock carts, Jun Xie couldn't help but narrowed his eyes and nodded, "That's great, Second Grandpa's craftsmanship is really the best."

Then he directed the two sons of the second grandpa's family who came to deliver the furniture, Yang Feng and Yang Lei, and Yang Huaian to deliver the furniture to the house.

Three sets of Babu beds, one for her and the two little ones, four sets of tables and chairs, one set for each of the four rooms, and a desk and bookshelf, all placed in the worry-free room, the rest of the various Large and small items were also carried into everyone's room in turn.

The house was originally quite empty, but now when I walk in, I feel that it is brand new, bright and very warm.

Looking at her room with satisfaction, Junxi thought that she could finally sleep comfortably. God knows that although her daughter is sleeping next to her at night, the habit of more than 20 years in the previous life is not so easy to change.

Then a thought flashed through Junxie's mind, causing her face to turn black.

If she finds someone she likes in the future, so what, what should she do?Room allocation?Or is it the [-]th day of every month?
"Mother, come quickly, Qiaoer's house is so beautiful." In the opposite room, Qiaoer bounced into Junxie's arms like a small cannonball, then took her hand and dragged her into her own room. , and said while walking: "Mother, tell me, is it my bed or my aunt's bed?"

She wants to sleep in bed, she looks so pretty, but if my aunt wants to, will she let her.

Following my daughter into her room, I saw the big bed in the bedroom, the vermilion color is very eye-catching.

"You two are negotiating with each other. Auntie doesn't sleep on the bed. Qiaoer should sleep." Mengni's body is better on the heated kang. The bed board is actually the same as the kang, but it is not as hard as the kang. It is not as warm as Kang.

"Okay, then let my aunt sleep on the kang, I want to sleep on a big bed." After finishing speaking, he let go of the king, and rushed to the big bed in the inner room. Panic.

Wuyou on the other side is also happy to touch left and right in his room, unable to put it down.

The dilapidated desk in his room has been replaced with a brand new vermilion lacquer desk, and the chair is very high. When he sits on it, he is pleasantly surprised to find that he no longer needs to kneel on the chair to write.

His uncle secretly told him that his mother told him to do this, and that when he grows taller, he can just cut off a piece of the chair leg. What else, writing like this is good for his health.

He didn't know the difference between kneeling and squatting, but he knew that his mother must be doing this for his own good.

And there is a big bed in the inner room. Although there is no bedding on it, he likes it just by looking at it. It is so big that he can sleep comfortably no matter whether it is horizontal or vertical, although he used to sleep with his mother and sister. Very good, but after all, I feel that I am already a man, and I can't sleep in the same room with my mother and sister.

In addition, there is actually a soft couch near the window in the study room. It is great that he can rest here for a while when he gets tired from reading and writing. He likes to stay in his room, secretly jumping high.

In Junzhengmin's room in the front yard, Junxie walked in with a bank note, handed it to Yang Feng who came with him, and said, "Biao uncle, this is a 50 tael bank note, please accept it."

"50 taels?" Brothers Yang Feng and Yang Lei couldn't help but widen their eyes, and then hurriedly said: "No, it doesn't take that much, ten taels of silver is enough."

The wood is ready-made in the mountains, they are just a handicraft, and they don't need so much at all.

"Take it, the wood is very good, and the workmanship is also very good. If it is more than 50 taels, it will be my heart."

Looking at the banknote in Junxie's hand, the two brothers were still hesitating whether to take it, but Yang Huaian took the banknote and stuffed it into Yang Feng's arms, and said boldly: "Don't worry about it anymore. Just take it, if your skills are not good, I won’t give you so much, right? Really, I can’t stand it anymore.”

Seeing Yang Huaian like this, the two brothers no longer refused, and kept thanking Junxie.

At noon, Mrs. Yang cooked a sumptuous meal and entertained Yang Huai'an and the two brothers well. The three of them ate straight away with round belly and fat waist, enjoying themselves.

After lunch, Yang Huai'an had another conversation with his daughter, and after some exhortations, he left with Yang Feng and his brothers. Before leaving, Yang packed a lot of things for the three of them and brought them back.

But seeing that it was the tenth day of the twelfth lunar month, and there were only 20 days left before the end of the year, Junmai told Mengyao not to go to the kitchen to help, but to make the clothes that had been cut in the house, and wait for the 27th day to make new clothes Bring back.

That is, on the second day, in the morning, Junxie went to Mao Dafei, who was in charge of slaughtering pigs in the village, to kill his own pigs.

Junzhengmin and Yang's are very happy, every year when the New Year's pig is slaughtered is the most lively time in the family, but the little girl Qiao'er is wilting.

He saw Mao Dafei and Jun Zhengmin walk into the pigpen, neatly tied the four hooves of the big fat pig, and then worked together to cut the chopping board brought by Mao Dafei.

Because of being so mistreated, the big fat pig kept shaking its bound limbs and hooves, shaking its fat head and big ears, constantly shaking, and roaring, making it a bit pitiful.

"Mother, let's not kill the big fat pig, okay?" Qiao'er looked at the big fat pig pitifully, then at her own mother, with her face drooping.

Jun Yao bent down to pick up her daughter, then took her to the backyard room, put her beside Meng Ni, and said softly: "Qiao Er, don't be sad, next year, mother will catch you a few more piglets, okay?" Well, it must look better than this big fat pig."

(End of this chapter)

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