The next day, Lu Jiaojiao saw that Mu Jingyun was still the same as the previous two days, when he was making clothes, he used the study card, moved a small bench and watched how he did it.

Not to mention, using a study card is efficient, seeing Mu Jingyun's movements, she will also form a three-dimensional model in her mind, which will be automatically expanded, which is much better than her memorizing with her head.

It's a pity that Mu Jingyun makes men's clothes, and if she makes women's clothes, Lu Jiaojiao feels that she can try to do it at night.

Mu Lingqing saw that Lu Jiaojiao had been watching Erlang make clothes, and couldn't help but wonder if Erlang was putting pressure on her, so she wanted to learn to do it.

He didn't think it was a big deal that women didn't know how to make clothes, even if the women in the village basically knew how to do it, but the family still had the money to buy a few ready-to-wear clothes, so he didn't have to force himself to learn.

He and Lu Jiaojiao are now husband and wife, Mu Lingqing didn't hide anything, and directly told her that it was okay if she didn't know how to make clothes, and tactfully asked her not to be pressured.

After hearing this, Lu Jiaojiao smiled, it was the first time she knew that Mu Lingqing was still a person who could make up for her own brain.

"I want to make a dress for myself, so I want to learn, and I'm idle, and I'm idle, and it's not safe to study."

Misunderstood his daughter-in-law's motive for making clothes, Mu Lingqing didn't blush, and said happily.

"Okay, then when you can do it, make me one too."

Lu Jiaojiao: "If you don't dislike it, of course you can." ”

Thinking that he could wear the clothes made by Lu Jiaojiao herself, Mu Lingqing felt more energetic, so he went out with a hoe and turned over the field where the corn was planted.

And after Lu Jiaojiao finished stealing a day's lessons, she watched Mu Jingyun collect the unfinished clothes and go to do other things, she also went back to the house to mash the herbs she picked yesterday.

Lu Jiaojiao looked at the meat that Mu Lingqing put on the wooden board, thinking that there was no refrigerator here, and it was a bit too much to make bacon, and it was not easy to save so much meat.

"Big brother, what should we do with this meat?" Lu Jiaojiao walked over and asked.

It's still very hot, and if you want to make bacon, you have to start touching salt and the like.

Mu Lingqing cut a hole in the meat, skewered it with a rope, and then lifted it aside.

"Just keep a few pieces of meat at home to eat, and sell the rest to the people in the village."

Sell? Lu Jiaojiao didn't expect Mu Lingqing to have this plan.

The Mu family is in Sheung Shui Village, not to mention that everyone avoids it, but no one takes the initiative to make friends with them, so if Mu Lingqing wants to sell meat at home, will anyone really come to the house to buy it?

Such a thought flashed in Lu Jiaojiao's heart, but when she thought of the people she met when she came back from the mountain, they all looked at the pig that Mu Lingqing was dragging with fiery eyes.

Well, maybe this pork can really be sold, after all, no one needs to have to live with fresh meat, right?

And since Mu Lingqing is planning to sell these pork at home, I am afraid that the price of this meat will not be too expensive.

As long as there is a trade-off in his heart and his mind is still clear, he will not put those things of the Mu family infinitely, and he will wait for the meat to enter his mouth before talking about other things.

Lu Jiaojiao felt that Mu Lingqing should also have such thoughts, otherwise it would be impossible to sell the meat at home, instead of directly selling a pig to the restaurant in the town.

In the end, there was one leg and two pieces of meat left at home, and the rest were ready to be bought by others.

As Lu Jiaojiao thought, when they finished cleaning up the mess in the yard, some people came to Mu's house to buy meat.

The person who came was the village chief of Sheung Shui Village, and the village chief didn't have much trouble with the Mu family, and the relationship with the Mu family was very good when Mu's father and mother were still alive.