My Prince Has Farmlands

In Qi Duojin's eyes, the bamboo bed with exquisite workmanship and ingenious structure is a lot of silver.

If the fourth is willing to sell the bamboo bed, his family must make money again.

"I said he was here before. I said if the fourth was willing to make more, our family would be rich and become a small landlord." Guo Jinlian also said.

She sat down happily on the finished bamboo bed and found a comfortable position against the bed rail.

Two hands were touching the smooth and round bamboo. They were very happy. They thought how good the bamboo bed was for her.

The bamboo bed is designed with a fence around three sides.

Because the bamboo bed is relatively short and narrow, people can sit and lie on it, which is really a bit of the style of a big family.

"It's really comfortable to sit here. I can't bear to get up... Or you can make one for us one day, old four. It'll save more money." Guo Jinlian said.

"No." Qixingyun resolutely refused.

Guo Jinlian glanced, "you are so stingy..."

"This bamboo bed consumes too much energy. Our family doesn't specialize in this. The fourth brother usually has to work in the field. How can he have so much effort to toss about." Brother Qiduo is kind enough to speak for Qi Xingyun.

"I don't think Lao Si has done it for long this time. It's only a few days. If I could do it, I would have cut bamboo back by myself." Guo Jinlian is full of complaints.

"Second sister-in-law, you don't have back pain when you stand and talk. Don't you see that my husband hasn't gone to the ground these days. He's doing this except eating and sleeping.

His fingers have been scratched so many wounds by this thing. You don't feel bad, but I feel bad. " Chi Ziyu said politely.

In the eyes of others, this bamboo bed is an ordinary bamboo bed. In her eyes, this is qixingyun's painstaking efforts and efforts for several days. She doesn't allow others to desecrate it.

"If you don't do it, don't do it. I don't want to find so many reasons. I really treat this broken bamboo bed as gold. Cut, I'll go..." Guo Jinlian disdained to go down to the bamboo bed.

Chi Ziyu doesn't want to keep her. It's best to let her go.

As soon as she left, qixingyun said she would move the bamboo bed into the house. As soon as qiduojin heard that she wanted to help, he hurriedly said that he had something else to do, so he ran away, leaving qiduodi.

Qiduodi was a warm-hearted man. He took the initiative to move without qixingyun saying.

Together, they carried the bamboo bed into the house and put it under the window, next to the wall.

"Then I'll go first. Keep busy. If you need me to help you, I can call me." Qiduodi road.

"Thank you, brother. It's all right for the time being." Late roe path.

Qiduodi went out with a smile.

Chi Ziyu stood in front of the bamboo bed and enjoyed it for a while. He felt that qixingyun's craft was really not generally good.

The bamboo bed is very firm and the workmanship is fine. There are no defects at all.

No wonder Guo Jinlian is so jealous.

"I'll make your bed." Late roe path.

Then he went to the cupboard and moved out the quilt. In the future, qixingyun didn't have to lie on the ground.

As a little daughter-in-law, she is always interested in such trivial housework and enjoys it.

Qixingyun went outside to pick up the remains of the bamboo. He cut down the useless ones, made firewood and put them under the kitchen to dry.

But soon there was a scream in the room.

Qixingyun immediately left the bamboo in hand and ran back to the house, "what's the matter?"

Before the words fell, Chi Ziyu man had rushed to him, and he subconsciously stretched out his hand to hold her.