Reborn Farmer's Businesswoman

Chapter 157

The two of them only wore thin underwear, and the man's deep and longing eyes fell on her.

Suddenly, the plain brocade was pulled up.

"Men are big pigs..."

Listening to the woman's soft nasal humming, she lowered her head while smiling slightly, and already caught a glimpse of the woman's slightly pursed lips and slightly furrowed brows.

Lin Youtian immediately sighed and smiled slightly: "Just hug for a while."

It took him a long time to let him go.

"You are exhausted from running around every day. I shouldn't torment you."

He understood her thoughts, if Qing'er had a body at this time, she would definitely be trapped at home and break her soaring wings.Qing'er is an eagle, not a canary he raised.

As Qinger said, at least now is not the time...

Han Qing's face was blank, and the man who was suffering and forbearing just now, why did he say he was fine now?
Han Qing blinked, turned her head to look at the man pretending to be calm, and cursed in her heart: It's really a man's heart, a needle in the sea, and I can't figure it out.

***
The next day was the twelfth lunar month.

At the time of the twelfth lunar month, it may be a rare leisure or a difficult winter for farmers, but for businessmen, it is a rare opportunity to make money.

The ordinary people who are idle, as long as they have some money, they will buy a few bolts of cloth, buy some food, cut a few taels or a few catties of meat, and buy some New Year's goods for the New Year. sum!
Han Qing put on a thick cloak and a hat to cover her face to keep out the cold wind and snow.

Driving on the mountain road in winter was even more difficult, and Han Qing couldn't help but slow down a little because there were still brothers and sisters-in-law in the truck.

The distance is long, and it is really hard to drive alone in cold weather.

As the eldest brother, Lin Shiliang naturally didn't want his younger siblings to suffer like this, so he took on the job of driving horses most of the time.

Although it was a bit slow, the journey was safe and sound, and everyone talked and laughed and the time passed quickly.

Although he and his elder brother Lin Shiliang took turns driving horses along the way, when they arrived in Qingyang County, Han Qing's hands were still red and swollen from the cold.Even if my sister-in-law sewed gauntlets for her and brought a hand stove.

But it couldn't resist the biting cold wind at all, the chill in the mountains was heavy, and the hand stove was even cold halfway.

Life is hard, but thinking that a truckload of goods can be exchanged for silver taels, there is hope for the future, so why not suffer?

As always, I went to deliver the goods to Fulai Building first, and then drove towards the stall.

In the busy market at this time, the common people are bustling and bustling, and most of them are people from ten miles and eight villages who come to the market.

When she came to the booth, it was unexpected.

Surprisingly, before the stall opened, there were already many people waiting, squatting, standing, and holding bags in their hands.

Seeing the familiar figure of Han Qing and his group, the big guys immediately stood up joyfully and greeted them.

Many people have remembered Han Qing's stall and recommended their friends and relatives to come to visit. Many people also heard that the food here is delicious and cheap.As the saying goes, seeing is worth seeing, so I made a special trip early in the twelfth lunar month, for fear of missing out on cheap and affordable food.

A group of people couldn't help but greeted the guests, and the busy day officially started.

The food stalls are shrouded in mist, diners swarm in, the crowded downtown alleys are full of water, and the noisy market adds a lot of flavor to the new year.

The four of them were immediately busy spinning like a top, but no one complained. This is a good day!
In the past few days, Han Qing has specially launched a bowl of fried noodles with soy sauce mixed with minced meat. It is not to mention how tempting it is, and there is an endless stream of customers.

***
Time flies by, and it is Laba in a blink of an eye.

Han Qing was making Laba porridge in front of the pot, while Lin Youtian was beside her, adding firewood for her.

It was snowing lightly outside, and the young couple simply warmed themselves by the fire in front of the stove, cooking Laba porridge while chatting about anecdotes.

The backs of the two are harmonious and harmonious, with a smile on their faces, looking at each other with tenderness, which belongs to the little sweetness and warmth of a young farm couple.

Since Lin Youtian got into a wheelchair, he just walked around in front of his house for the first three days, and finally walked around the village along the path. The rest of the time he devoted himself to carpentry at home, and occasionally helped Han Qing with work.

Three days ago, Lin Youtian even went to Lin Fuhai's house, kowtowing in front of the door to learn from Lin Fuhai's teacher.

For three days in a row, go at Shenshi every day and return at Youshi.

The whole family was shocked when they heard it, but the folks talked about it for three days.

After eating Laba porridge in the afternoon, Lin Youtian was ready to go out again.

The two elders quickly blocked the way.

Old man Lin continued: "Third son, isn't it good to just make jewelry in the house?"

"Tian'er, you don't want to go anymore. Carpentry skills are passed on to your children and grandchildren. How can you pass them on to outsiders? Listen to your mother's advice." Mother Lin couldn't bear to say the rest, how can a carpenter have incomplete limbs...

On the contrary, it was Han Qing who persuaded the two elders: "Father and mother, you can let him go. If you don't let him go, it won't be good to keep it under your heart, as long as you pay attention to safety on the road."

Lin Youtian is not impulsive either. Now that he has an idea in his heart, he has a tenacious mind. The more others persuade him, the more he persists.

After telling Lin Youtian to be careful on the road, Han Qing went to the field with everyone.

In the twelfth lunar month, the first batch of bean paste is ready to be shipped, and it has already been ordered not long after it was baked. The supply of fermented bean curd and bean paste is in short supply, and Han Qing is constantly reminded to build a workshop as soon as possible.

When they come back every afternoon, the family will fill in the dry land, trying to fill it up before the Chinese New Year.

The structural drawings of the workshop have been negotiated by Han Qing and Lin Fuhai, and the deposit for the required wood and sand has been paid.

***
Lin Youtian at this end was pushing a wheelchair to Lin Fuhai's home.

The country road was a bit bumpy, and he didn't dare to walk too fast. Fortunately, most of the village roads were flat, and occasionally there were some slopes, so he could take a long detour and slow down.

Since his trip to Fengzhou, he knew that no matter how hard one studies, one will be affected by limitations. If there is a good teacher to guide him, he will definitely be able to get twice the result with half the effort.

In the final analysis, he is just an outsider, and only insiders know the skills of insiders.

Since the solitary book Ye Changqing gave him, he has been fascinated by Qimen Dunjia and mechanism woodwork. Although there are not many records in the book, there are only a few short articles on mechanism structure, of which only polishing and polishing is enough. There are many subtle ways.

Qing'er has a skill, so he is naturally unwilling to lag behind.

He caressed the wheelchair. Although the four-wheeled cart was small, it had to undergo repeated measurements to achieve such a seamless fit. Just the mortise and mortise between the wood can produce infinite possibilities.

If he could ask a master to teach him the skills, it would be worthwhile for him to go back and forth a few times.

If one day fails, he will have one month.

If it doesn't work in one month, it will be a year for him.

If it doesn't work in one year, it will take three years for him.

If it fails in three years...

Lin Youtian's eyes were sure, and he thought to himself: No, it will definitely work!
(End of this chapter)