"Grandma, are you sure you didn't read it wrong? Lively and lively, talking and laughing, is this description really appropriate for me just now? ”

Sheng Wenyu felt depressed, discouraged, this is the correct way to describe himself, how did he get to grandma, this is completely upside down?

"Almost, almost, anyway, you can definitely kill something, otherwise how can you be worthy of the title of the descendants of the Sheng family, you hurry up and change your clothes, I will wash your clothes in a while, and your mother will inevitably say you when the time comes."

Sheng Lin looked at the three boys who were still motionless, and suddenly became a little anxious, didn't this guy know how pungent this smell was? Are you still in the mood to argue with yourself here?

"I see, I'll just change it right now."

Sheng Wenyu is only now realizing what the problem is, and this situation is really the feeling that his reaction is half a beat slower.

"Lingyue, how's it going? Have you found a baby silkworm? ”

Seeing that Sheng Wenyu had gone to change his clothes, Sheng Lin turned his attention to his precious granddaughter.

"Well, I found it, but if we re-breed it, we will have to wait until next year, after all, we have to re-cultivate silkworm seeds this year, which is the most important thing."

Sheng Lingyue carefully opened his brother's coat and let his grandmother see the fruits of their labor today.

The snow-white cocoons are lying quietly on the clothes, some because the silk has been connected together, and some are lying there quietly, one by one, giving birth to new life over time, this is to say that they have nothing else to do but wait.

"Okay, with this new batch of silkworm cocoons, we can start our new money-making plan next year, but when next year passes, probably more people will start raising silkworms and weaving cloth, and then it will not be so profitable."

Sheng Lin also has their own worries, if it weren't for Zhang Yan, then this matter would not have been known by so many people, then they might have made more money because of this silkworm weaving technology.

"It's okay, grandma, we can think of some new ways to make money, as long as we keep thinking about the silver ticket, then the silver ticket will always think about us."

Sheng Lingyue said with a sworn face, for them, the thing to make money is to keep walking in front of others, so that they can make money, if they have been following the general trend, then it is not making money, and others will not make more money.

"Well, yes, there will always be more ways to make money, as long as we are good at using our brains, as long as we are willing to do it, then we will definitely find better business opportunities."

Sheng Lin touched his baby granddaughter's head, with a doting face, it would be good if his granddaughter was a boy, she would not be worse than anyone else if she dared to pack a ticket, and with the speed of this change in thinking, making money or something like that is definitely not comparable to ordinary people.

"Grandma, I'm a little tired, I want to go back to sleep for a while, wait until you have dinner in the evening and call me, if you can't wake up, you don't need to call me anymore, it must be a rhythm that I can't get up from being tired."

Sheng Lingyue helped her head, turned her head to her grandmother and said, she used her animal skills too much today, and now she feels that her head is buzzing. And a little dizzy, I don't want to think about anything, I just want to lie quietly for a while.

"Okay, I see, you can go to sleep quietly."

Sheng Lin is also looking at Sheng Lingyue's face now, which is obviously not quite right, but Lingyue has always been very measured, if he is uncomfortable, he will definitely say it, and now he just wants to sleep for a while, so she just pays attention to it in time.

"Grandma, I'll go rest for a while, and call us again if you have something."

Sheng Xichen also pulled Yu Wenbo towards his room, no one can stand this situation today, right?

It's just that a few of them have a strong psychological tolerance, so they should go to sleep for a while before talking about other things, after all, they all need a period of time to slow down.

"You guys?"

Sheng Lin looked at the few people who were running as fast as rabbits, and looked at them with some puzzlement, not understanding why they were like this, and could only shake their heads, after all, they are still children, aren't they?

I rubbed my hands on my clothes, carefully picked up the cocoons they put on the table, and my eyes glowed with hope again, after all, with these cocoons, the source of money came again.

Full of joy, put the silkworm cocoons one by one in the sieve, and did it by himself throughout the whole process, like caring for his own children, slowly put them in, and then went into the mulberry branches one by one, preparing for them to come out in the future, after all, they also need to live in a place when they come out, and then lay eggs.

Wait until next year they will be able to have new silkworm babies to cultivate, and when they think of this, Sheng Lin feels very happy and motivated.

"What is this?"

Sheng Lingyue, who took off his coat, looked at the blue and blue colors on his clothes with some puzzlement, and his clothes were pure white, so where did these colors come from? 、

Sheng Lingyue looked at the color one by one in confusion, probably everyone was used to it, so he didn't feel any sense of the color of this scene on his clothes.

But she suddenly had a feeling that this was a new way to make money, and when she thought of this, the doubt in her eyes turned into a curious light, and she picked up her clothes and leaned in front of her eyes to determine whether it was really dyed.

I spit out my saliva, and rubbed it secretly with my fingers several times, as if the blue and grass green had not changed except for the feeling that the soil on my hands had become a little dusty.

This made Sheng Lingyue excited all of a sudden, where was the tiredness just now, but his face was slightly pale, and he could still see it.

The inspiration in his mind flashed, and it was so fast that people didn't catch it, Sheng Lingyue shook his head, he was still too tired, this thought was not too thin, he couldn't control it, so it was really not too good, he hammered his head, or something didn't come up with it.

Sheng Ling threw his clothes aside in annoyance, and sure enough, the inspiration that was about to be called for disappeared inexplicably felt really not good.

Forget it, after all, my current state is really not suitable for thinking about some things, wait until I wake up and think about it, now it's better to go to bed first.

Sheng Lingyue pulled the quilt and covered his head, he didn't care about the disturbances from the outside world, and then he slept first, his head had begun to hurt like pins and needles, and he didn't know if he would become stupid when he got up tomorrow?

Let yourself be so reckless? Now this is probably the aftermath, right?