The reborn fierce wife is going to counterattack

Chapter 47

After making a decision, the Feng family was going to do a big job the next day, but unfortunately the weather was not good, it started raining at six o'clock in the morning, and it didn't stop.

After lunch, everyone went to work on their own. Although they were also worried that they would not be able to do business by then, they were not too concerned. Only Feng Huajian was the most anxious.

Li Xiaohua comforted him: "Tomorrow if you can't do it today, don't worry."

"I know." But Feng Huajian's brows still did not loosen.

"Mom, my clothes are torn, please mend them for me." Yu Qiang stood there holding the clothes that he didn't know when he had a tear.

"You child, why did you tore your clothes?" Li Xiaohua didn't care about Feng Huajian, and dragged Yu Qiang to their own room: "Take it off, and I'll mend it for you."

"The rain will stop soon, so don't worry." Feng's father also comforted Feng Huajian, telling him not to worry.

"Got it, I'll go see Huaying." Feng Huajian didn't know if he listened.

Mother Feng held the insole, looked at the rain that was still falling outside the window, and asked uncertainly: "Can it really stop in the evening?"

Since she agreed with the second boy in the family to do business, she hoped that everything would go smoothly. Seeing him anxious, her heart also went up and down.

Father Feng looked out the window while smoking a dry cigarette, and was very sure: "It can be stopped."

"That's good." With such certainty, Mother Feng was relieved.

She knew that her man was quite accurate in seeing the sky, so she told her son that he might be lying to her, and what she told her must be true, then she was worried about another thing, and she approached her man and whispered: "You said Hua Jian said Is it reliable, can it really make money?"

This matter was on her mind all night, even if she agreed, she was still a little uncertain.

"If you put so much effort into it, whether it will be successful or not, you will finally know how they sell it tomorrow. It will only take a day at most, and if it doesn't work, forget it."

"That's right." Mother Feng sighed out of nowhere and said, "In two years, the family will be separated, and then there will only be us two old things left."

"When the child grows up, he should still score points."

In the kitchen, Feng Huaying sat in front of the stove, continuing to carve the table in his hand without raising his head.

Originally, she was supposed to do it in her own room dedicated to woodworking, but it was raining and the light was very dark. In order to save kerosene, Feng Huaying came to the kitchen stove to borrow the light from the kerosene lamp in her father's house.

The table in her hand is very ordinary, square and square, with simple carvings, but the wood is good, and her craftsmanship is not bad, it would be good to apply some varnish after polishing.

Feng Huajian didn't say a word when he came. He stood at the door and watched the rain outside, unable to calm down.

If it doesn't stop, how can we pick Chinese toon and Sophora japonica?How will you do business tomorrow?
Although his father said that he could stop in the evening, what if he didn't stop?
"Don't be in a hurry, if you can't do it today, wait until tomorrow." Feng Huaying looked up at the second brother who was full of worries.

It's going to rain now, it's useless for them to worry.

Of course Feng Huajian knew that it was useless to be anxious now, but he was very uneasy when he poured such a basin of cold water on him at the beginning: "I know, I just told people at that time that I would go tomorrow. It is not good to break trust with people. It's bad to have an opinion."

"It's okay, we can't control this kind of thing, big sister and the others will definitely understand."

Feng Huajian sighed, "You're right."

God doesn't stop raining, it's useless for him to be anxious here, he can only get angry because he is anxious, and nothing else will help at all.

Withdrawing his gaze from the outside, Feng Huajian turned his gaze to the table in Feng Huaying's hand, moved a stool and sat next to her, and only then could he clearly see the fruits of her labor for most of the day.

"This table is really nice. Get me one when the new house is built."

"Okay, easy."

Seeing the simple patterns taking shape under the second sister's hands, with one knife at a time, without any haste, Feng Huajian's impetuous mood calmed down for some reason.

"How much do you plan to sell this table at that time? It can't be cheaper than the one in the store." How did Feng Huajian feel that his second sister made better ones.

Feng Huaying and the others went to the county yesterday not only to investigate the vegetable market, but also to look at the supply of department stores, supply and marketing cooperatives, and some shops in the county.

In addition to buying and selling food in the market, there are also some woven baskets, baskets, etc. Feng Huaying had the idea of ​​selling woodwork.

Furniture that can be made is basically done by ourselves, and those that cannot be made by ourselves are made by others. Unless that kind of furniture is broken, no one will replace it.

In the previous 18 years, she felt that she was not up to the level, and she never thought of making money with this. That is to say, in the past three years, she has more free time and her skills have become more sophisticated.

When entering the city this time, Feng Huaying saw the wood shop in the county town, looked at the finished products inside, and thought that maybe she could use this to make money.

"Ten yuan." In this day and age, it's almost enough to sell these, and there are similar ones in woodware shops for eleven or twelve yuan, and the price is not too high.

Feng Huajian was speechless, but considering that it was made by his sister, he felt that it was not expensive, "It would be great if it could be sold, and your dowry will be more by then."

"Second brother." Feng Huaying gave him an angry look, what's going on with these people, they can talk about the dowry.

Feng Huajian just thought she was embarrassed, and hurriedly begged for mercy: "Okay, okay, second brother will stop talking."

Looking at her younger sister's bright face, she continued, "Hey, Huaying has grown up too, so she can stay at home for a year. Time flies so fast."

In the blink of an eye, his second sister was about to get married, Feng Huajian was very unhappy, thinking of Ji Weihe felt a little unhappy.

"Could it be that if I leave home, I'm not your sister anymore?" Feng Huaying stared wide-eyed, if you dare to say no, be careful I will hit you.

"Of course, you are my sister no matter when you are, even if you are seventy or eighty."

"That is."

"If Ji Wei and that kid dare to bully you, then you can tell the second brother that I will beat him up for you."

"Hehe, if he bullies me in that line, second brother, help me deal with him."

"Okay, with our support, don't worry, if he dares to bully you, we brothers will definitely not spare him." Feng Huajian's expression was as if Ji Weihe had really bullied his sister, with a fierce look in his eyes.

Ji Weihe, who was still on the train, suddenly felt a little cold. He checked that the windows were still open, and if there was nothing abnormal, he stopped paying attention. He began to miss Feng Huaying, and he didn't know what Huaying was doing now, and whether he missed him.

The time of more than nine months is really long, he never knew that longing could be so painful...

In Feng Huazu's room, Ding Hongfang glanced at the door, and told her man in a voice that could be heard by two people: "If you go to the county town tomorrow, you will follow."

"What am I going to do?" Feng Huazu frowned. He wanted to talk to his second brother in the main room, but was pulled back by his wife. He thought she was going to say something, but ended up saying this?
"You're stupid, if you don't follow to see the situation, if you can really make money, could it be that your second brother can do all the good things?" Ding Hongfang wished she could knock her man's head open to see what he was thinking.

Last night, she thought about this over and over again. At first she thought that my uncle was just thinking about it, but after dinner and listening to their discussion there, she somehow fell in love with it.

Especially when she thought of earning money to build a house and saving more, she was eager to move.

If their family doesn't get involved and no one follows, who knows how much money they will make?
If they are ignorant, they don't know, how can this work!

So after she figured it out, she asked her man to go later and said that he would go too.

"No." Feng Huazu was also afraid of being heard, and whispered: "And I am not that material, the second brother has such a brain, he just goes."

Annoyed Ding Hongfang: "You think about your three children even if you don't want to think about yourself. It doesn't cost money to raise them. In the future, how much can you farm to marry a wife and build a house for Yuyuan and Yuqing?"

Yu Yuan, who was playing with stones, and Yu Qing, who was playing with rope, seemed to have heard their mother say their names, and turned their heads to look over, "Mother, what are you talking about?"

Feng Huazu paused, and finally pulled away Ding Hongfang's hand without saying whether he would agree or not: "Okay, let go quickly, what does it look like?"

Ding Hongfang wanted to chase after her, but she stopped thinking when she saw Feng Huaying and Feng Huajian, and got a warning look from the man. She felt very wronged, but she couldn't say anything.

In the evening, the rain stopped, and the revitalized village looked like an empty mountain after the rain, and the already strong plants became more vigorous.

"Let's go." The whole family set off after eating briefly.

The place with the most pagoda flowers and Chinese toon in their village is on the side of the mountain. I don't know when they were planted. They are all unowned things, and they saved many lives in those three years.

Things got better, and they came back to life again, not as good as before, but not bad.

"The wheat seedlings are growing well, and we can harvest a lot in the autumn harvest." Feng's mother looked at the taller and stronger wheat seedlings after a rain, and her face was full of joy.

"That would be great, we don't have to go hungry this year." Feng Huawei grinned.

"That's right, you don't need to be hungry this year." Feng Huaying was sure, looking at the green field, her eyes seemed to be shining with green light. It was a long time since she ate white flour steamed buns last time, and she didn't enjoy eating them at all. Waiting for the wheat to come down She must eat enough.

(End of this chapter)