The reborn girl is good for farming

Chapter 309 Chapter 309 Cold Winter
In the winter moon, Zhou Jiarong braved the wind and snow to drive home in a mule cart.I feel that this winter is very cold, and the snow falls earlier than in previous years.

Bamboo weaving business is the peak season in summer, and when the weather is cold, the business also drops a lot.

In the past few months, the Zhou family's bamboo weaving has been selling very well in the capital, and the business has been on track.Zhou Jiarong releases a new product every month. It is a gadget with a little mechanism, which is exquisite and cute. It is very popular with the little dolls of wealthy families, and the profit it makes is more cost-effective than selling large pieces of furniture.

Unload the mule cart, lead the mule to the shed and tie it up. After feeding some fodder, he returns to the well to wash his hands, "Lanhua, I'm back."

"Come back, come in and have a bowl of chicken soup." Li Xiaolan heard a voice coming out of the kitchen.

"Jia Rong, you're back, how's it going?" Father Zhou leaned out of the main room tremblingly when he heard the voice.

"Father, don't come out, it's cold outside. I'll come over right away." Zhou Jiarong walked towards the kitchen with a small dusty bag while shaking the water on his hand.

"Oh...I'll wait for you...don't worry." Father Zhou didn't come out, he turned and went back to the house, full of thoughts.

He has also moved into a new house now, the first one on the west side of the main house.The bamboo house is comfortable to live in in summer, but it is not good in winter, it must not keep warm.After repeated persuasion by Zhou Jiarong and Li Xiaolan, Father Zhou finally compromised.

The house on the west side has also been built, with four green brick and tile houses and one bathroom, neatly arranged.Now the Zhang family has moved in.

Zhou Jiarong entered the kitchen, and Li Xiaolan handed him the chicken soup he had prepared earlier, and took his burden.

Zhou Jiarong gulped down the soup in one gulp, then sighed, "It's comfortable, it's hot."

Li Xiaolan opened the bag and took a look at the contents, and sighed, "Oh, it seems that a thief has really gone out. You can tell Dad not to get angry, and it doesn't matter if it leaks. We don't need this little money. .”

"Oh, it's not about money anymore. Let's go, let's go there." Zhou Jiarong put down the bowl, took what was in her hand, took her hand and squeezed it with satisfaction, "Well, the hand is still warm .”

Li Xiaolan is a typical body who is afraid of heat in summer and afraid of cold in winter.Since the beginning of winter, Zhou Jiarong has been very happy. She is afraid of the cold, so she will involuntarily go to a warm place when she sleeps at night, that is, his arms. Zhou Jiarong sleeps with his little daughter-in-law every day, sweeping away the depression in summer, and is very satisfied.

However, sometimes I see her shivering from the cold, and feel distressed... From time to time, I have to touch her hand to make sure that she is warm and cold.

"Keeping the fire in the kitchen all the time, isn't it warm..." Li Xiaolan smiled, the man loves her, she can feel that he can't stay by her side all the time, but whenever he is free, he will come to touch her hand, When he realized that it was cold, without saying a word, he took her hand and stuffed it into his arms, making sure it was warm before taking it out.

The first time he did that, Li Xiaolan was taken aback. Knowing his intentions, her eyes turned red.

This man really took care of her.

When the cold hand touches the warm chest, it is not only the hand that warms up, but also the deep affection.

Father Zhou was relieved to see the two of them entering the room holding hands, and when he saw the things in Zhou Jiarong's hand, he sighed involuntarily, and his expression turned ugly.

"Father, don't worry about getting angry. It's not a big deal. It's just a matter of making less money. It doesn't matter. But if you have something to do with this matter, see how I deal with that kid." Zhou Jiarong put the things on the table fling.

(End of this chapter)