Lady Caisang: My husband is a little sweet

Chapter 372 Story
Jiang Rong'an thought about it, and decided to follow what Gu Qingya said. He didn't dare to exaggerate. Instead, he lowered his real income by [-]-[-]%, so as not to block his way out.

After finishing writing, Jiang Rong'an double-checked it carefully, and then sealed it up, ready to be sent to the capital by Jiang Songzao.

At this time, the Su family was also rushing to work day and night, always making more than [-] bolts of flannelette. Although it was not a bright red color, the water red was also very festive.

Uncle Su and Young Master Su were going to the capital in person, and before they left, they came here to say goodbye to Jiang Rongan and get a letter of introduction at the same time.

This time happened to coincide with Jiang Songzao, so there was no need to send another person to go with the Su family. Jiang Rongan wrote a letter of introduction in which he wrote down the origin and benefits of the flannel in detail, so that the Su family would no longer have to go. It's a waste of time.

A group of people left in a mighty way, the pedestrians on the street became less and less, Jiang Rongan didn't go out very much, sorting out some documents at home, and at the same time repairing and updating the county annals.

He was too busy during this time, and he couldn't spend time with his wife and children at home. He also felt a little guilty. Guoguo approached him several times, but he failed to agree to her request.

"Father, father, come and talk to my brother, or he's going to sleep again, what if he's not as smart as me in the future?" Seeing that Jiang Rongan was not busy, Guoguo called him to come and chat with her face to face.

If someone talks, he will listen carefully every time he is tired. If no one pays attention to him, he will be able to sleep in a dim light alone, without being hungry or waking up.

Guoguo firmly believes that the reason why she is so smart is that when she was young, her parents talked to her and told her stories. Therefore, besides doing it herself, she also wants Jiang Rongan and Gu Qingya to participate together, and she must not be partial.

Regarding her daughter's thoughts, Gu Qingya was a little dumbfounded, but when the aunt in the front hall praised her for being very smart, she ran over and asked herself, and she said the answer casually, but she actually remembered it. memory and persistence.

"Don't worry, don't worry, my brother is still young." Jiang Rong'an followed behind her daughter, watching her and explaining to himself solemnly, "Father, you can't think like this. My brother is still young so you have to hurry up. Why don't you wait until he grows up?" Still need you?"

When his daughter said this, Jiang Rongan felt that there was no way to refute, "Guoguo is right, I will listen to you."

Hearing this, Guoguo couldn't help laughing, carefully opened the door, and saw a person laying on the kang biting his fingers, his eyes were already slightly squinted.

"Brother, brother, let's see who's here?" Guoguo made a surprise appearance, and pulled Jiang Rongan in from the door.

Hearing Guoguo's voice, he turned his head to look over, his eyes were big and watery, very cute.

"What story do you want to hear?" Jiang Rongan took a small stool and sat beside the kang, looking at his son lying on the bed, he felt his heart soften.

Gu Qingya was reading a book, and when she heard Jiang Rongan's words, she couldn't help laughing, "You really think he can talk, you pick a few to talk, and if you don't like listening to them, you will fall asleep. After a few days like this, you Isn't it clear?"

Guoguo leaned on the edge of the kang, nodded to Gu Qingya's words, "Yes, father, if your words are not pleasant, I will point them out to you."

Hearing this, Gu Qingya couldn't help but secretly laughed, watching Jiang Rongan frown and trying to think of a short story, and finally picked the story of God Erlang saving his mother, "Once upon a time, there was a child..."

It has to be said that Jiang Rong'an's eloquence is very good, even if Gu Qingya has read this story, she was brought into it by what he said.

She noticed that her younger son listened carefully with his eyes open, but he was still young and fell asleep in a short time, so she stopped him in time.

Guoguo couldn't stop listening to it, but she didn't bother to finish it, "Father, remember to call me next time you continue telling this story to your younger brother."

"Don't worry, I won't forget you." Jiang Rongan scratched Guoguo's little nose, and carried her onto the kang, "You can sleep with my brother too."

"Okay, I like sleeping with my younger brother the most, he smells good." Guoguo patted her little hands, and lay down carefully beside Mianmian.

Gu Qingya covered them with a small quilt, and there was a kang in the room, so it wasn't cold, so it was fine to wear only a single piece of clothing.

"The weather is a bit cold. Next year, I will buy two bolts of flannelette from the Su family, and make some bedding to send to the Jiang family." The south will need this cloth more than the north.

Even though the relationship between Jiang Rong'an and his father, Mr. Jiang, has not improved much, there are still some things that need to be done.

As a daughter-in-law, if her husband doesn't pay attention, she has to help to notice. She gives some things or money every year, but it always seems unfamiliar.

Hearing what Gu Qingya said, Jiang Rongan's expression froze for a moment, and he said after a while: "Well, it's up to the lady to decide."

Gu Qingya nodded, fortunately, for the two beddings she made before, she had mentioned giving one to Mr. Jiang, but the one for her parents must be for Mrs. Fang.

But it’s not wrong to prepare in advance for next year’s events. I’ll go to Su’s to buy flannelette in two days, especially the short fleece. This is suitable for hanging lining, and the clothes will be warmer.

"I think the output of grass cotton is a bit low, and the flannelette needs a lot of cotton thread. Husband, I think it is necessary to increase the output." Gu Qingya knew that Jiang Rongan was still unhappy when he met the Jiang family, and didn't want him to be too depressed , simply changed the subject.

She thought about it for the past few days, and felt that this fabric was always needed. In the future, the lining of winter clothes might be replaced by flannelette.

So if possible, try using that fertilizer recipe for grass cotton. After all, not everyone can weave cloth, but it is completely possible to grow grass cotton and sell it to the Su family, which is another income.

"Although this prescription is somewhat versatile, it is generally used on edible crops, but I don't know how effective it is on grass cotton." Thinking about other things, Jiang Rongan put the Jiang family's emotions behind him. .

"Didn't you say that if the fertilizer fails, it will turn into mud, maybe it's not suitable for trees, but grass cotton?" Gu Qingya is completely imagining, just thinking about it.

Jiang Rong'an was thoughtful, because the few locust trees hadn't changed much, maybe he should try to water other crops more, maybe it was specifically for a certain type of plant?

That book wrote about the success and failure of fertilizer production, but never mentioned the effect of the failure. Did I ignore it or did the author ignore it?

"Very likely, I'll go and read this book carefully again, maybe there's something I missed." Everyone will be negligent sometimes, even if they have the ability of photographic memory, they don't have special attention to it. Memory, how can I remember it?
"Go and see. I'm looking at the content about tree grafting. It's very interesting." Before Jiang Rongan asked herself to find out which trees were suitable for planting in Pingnan County. During the search process, she had come across the word grafting. Recently, she specially flipped through the book. To understanding.

(End of this chapter)