Ouyang's face was also swollen, although Xianggong didn't go back to the room to sleep not every time, but it was the first time that he didn't go back for vomiting. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info In fact, she didn't realize what she was wrong, she didn't feel that she looked down on her husband, she felt that her father-in-law didn't like her, so she deliberately found fault. I felt deep resentment in my heart, and felt that my father-in-law was refusing to let go of power and deliberately suppressing her. What's more, she suspects that her father-in-law looks down on her mother's family and dislikes her mother's family for being too poor.

So when I wake up in the morning, breakfast is the leftovers of the previous day with boiled porridge and some pickles. But everyone is not too demanding, they eat breakfast silently, and do whatever they have to do.

Everyone has something to do, but Zeng Qing is a little entangled. Yesterday, his wife made a fuss, and he felt deeply sad. He's also in his thirties, so he has to find something to do. Even though his father is still helping him support his wife and children, he also feels that he is very incompetent.

The father said that his wife had never earned a penny, but his wife was a housekeeper and gave birth to children, and it was not easy to raise the children to such a big age, and she was actually the one who did the most work every day. When my father was not farming, he didn't have much to do except go to the fields every day to look at them and take care of them.

And the wife has three hundred and sixty-five days a year, and there is no time to rest. My father said that she had never earned a penny, but in fact, it was excessive. Speaking of which, I'm the most useless one in the house.

But at home, he was just studying, and it didn't seem right, so after thinking about it, he got up and went to Li's house. The Li family sent him ink ingots, and he wanted to find a book to hold in his hand.

Li Xiucai still has to teach, Zeng Qing is not easy to disturb, and is about to leave, but she happened to be seen by Li Niangzi, and hurriedly beckoned Zeng Qing into the house and served tea, Li Ping saluted and decided to go back to the house to see her father-in-law's appearance, she felt that Zeng Fan would not be ugly in the future, with this cognition, she also felt that she had nothing to keep.

"Erya, how can you make ink?" Zeng Qing had nothing to say.

"I read it in a book." Li Ping smiled and thought about it, should you find that book and deal with these overly curious people?

"It's really amazing to let my sons and daughters read and write." Zeng Qing smiled and smiled at Mrs. Li, Li Ping felt that it was okay, there was no need to look for books, people didn't come to ask on purpose, but just to find a topic.

"Where, just know a few words, don't just open your eyes and be blind." Li Niangzi waved her hand, thought about it for a while, and said, "Fan'er is good, Xianggong also said that Fan'er is talented and intelligent, and he is really one out of ten thousand." ”

Zeng Qing's eyes finally had a little joy, and his eyes flashed when he thought about it, "Is it difficult to make ink?" ”

"It's not difficult, but it's a little annoying." Li Ping looked at the appearance of her future father-in-law, and her heart beat a drum, what does this mean, she is so idle that she wants to make ink?

"What's annoying, I think it's pretty simple." Mrs. Li said hurriedly.

"No, we're just improving the ink, not making it ourselves, it's recycled at best. Real ink making, from the collection of ink to the final ink, is not only a cumbersome process, it is really a matter of craftsmanship. If...... If you like that ink and want to make it yourself, the child can suggest that you make recycled ink, buy some inferior ink strips, use tung oil, wax, and recycled mud. ”

She can't be like Zeng Fan, who can call people smoothly. asked her to call her father-in-law, but she couldn't say it, so she could only vaguely come over. For many years, Li Ping has looked at men more than boys. Zeng Qing's little inappropriateness, she understood it at a glance.

Although I don't know how my father-in-law thought of making ink in the future, I also want to know that Zeng Qing doesn't have something to do like his father, and if he is wandering around every day, it is not a thing. If you really let him make ink ingots, not to mention a way to make money, it is feasible to do it to improve his life.

"Really? Recycled ink is easy? Zeng Qing looked at his future daughter-in-law's little arms and legs, and he felt that she could do it, and he would definitely be able to do it.

"Yes, but if you do, you can't be like a child, just make an ordinary ink ingot. Then the mold may have to take a little effort. And the final gold painting, which is also quite difficult. Or, be sure to state it early, it's recycled ink, and you're just having fun. ”

Li Ping is not the one who dares to guarantee that he will definitely make money. Also, I must make it clear that this is recycled ink, this is what he does for fun, and if he saves time and something, Ouyang will definitely blame her head.

"Why don't you show me?" Zeng Qing obviously didn't understand what Li Ping was saying, and only cared about his own thoughts.

Now Li Ping is a little depressed, it seems that Zeng Qing is not a smart person, just this good skin is useless. However, no matter how you say it, this is also a future father-in-law, if you can't quit your family, you can only endure it.

"It's a cement, because we just make it ourselves and play with it, so we only use ordinary cement, and I usually boil ink as juice and add it to these cements. In this way, the ink color is more uniform, and there is also hammer mud. I didn't have enough strength, so I used a wooden hammer. In general, a stick is preferred. ”

She carefully added the ink she had made earlier, kneaded the clay into a ball, and began to hammer the clay again. It took most of the hour to give birth in front of him, so that the mud was really hammered delicately without slag. As the day before, press it into a block and take it out and put it in a cool and ventilated place.

Zeng Qing had always thought it was very simple, but seeing that his future daughter-in-law had been doing it for almost an hour, there were only six. And he just heard his daughter-in-law say that she did it casually because she was only making it for her father at home. But if you want to sell, the method is completely different. Even the proportion of dosage is strictly standardized, not like her, just do it casually.

Thinking about it again, it was still the daughter-in-law who used the ink that had been boiled before. If it takes time to boil the ink, I'm afraid it won't be completed in an hour. What's more, you have to redo molds, and buy gold dust and the like, you really haven't made money yet, so you have to spend money first. What's more, he didn't know if he could sell it for money. He retreated a little.

Li Ping saw Zeng Qing's hesitation, and didn't say anything anymore, looking at Zeng Qing's appearance, she didn't want him to really do this at all. Now she really thinks that it is actually a good idea to quit her family. In the countryside, there are not so many exquisite, taking advantage of the young age, quickly drive these bad people out of their lives, that is the right thing. When I was done, I bowed, took my things, and went to wash my hands outside the hospital.

Zeng Qing put down the book and said goodbye, even if Mrs. Li invited him to lunch, he also resigned solemnly.

It makes Mrs. Li a little strange, it's okay, it's okay, you can't just come over to deliver a book, right? If she said that she made a special trip to see her daughter making ink, she thought it was very strange, and it was worth a special trip to make ink? I feel that except for his little son-in-law, none of the Zeng family is really pleasing to the eye.