Qian Xiancheng is handsome and honest and reliable, what is there to dislike about such a son-in-law?

Wen Jin thought of this, and couldn't help but smile, the second uncle is honest but honest, reliable may not be, he can't hold up a peaceful sky for his wife and children, how can such a man be reliable?

"Second uncle, I'm not tired when I just came back, I'll clean the courtyard."

"No, no, you cleaned it in the morning, and it was just two paulownia flowers."

Qian Xiancheng looked up and saw his nephew's tanned and thin face, and a feeling of pity welled up in his heart, he felt in his pocket and took out a few coppers: "Jin'er, this will buy you candy to eat." ”

Wen Jin smiled bitterly, the second uncle was still her three or five-year-old child.

However, the elder did not dare to say goodbye, so she reached out and took it and whispered thank you.

Qian Xiancheng was a little emotional, and said in a low voice: "Follow the second uncle, you have suffered hardship." ”

"It's okay second uncle, Jin'er is fortunate to have met you and the second aunt." No matter what shortcomings they have, Wen Jin can tolerate them. Kindness is the rarest.

Qian Xiancheng didn't know what to say to his nephew, so he just smiled.

The changes in his family made him never think that even if he had saved enough food last winter, he could work at the owner's place with peace of mind, and he didn't have to worry about not having food or drink, but when he returned home, it was so thriving and exciting, he never dreamed of it.

and Wen Jin does things, although it is different from what he imagined, but his wife's words are also right, neither good nor evil, it is the life of ordinary people, you help me, I will help you.

"Wen Jin said, why do you want to repay the favor? If you don't show grace, you help others, and people come back to help you, isn't it the best way for such two families to live more freely? ”

Qian Xiancheng couldn't help but doubt himself, did he think wrong and do wrong before?

Taking advantage of Qian Xiancheng's home, Wen Jin was ready to invite someone to set up a small waterwheel that had just been completed next to the rice field, although there were only less than three acres of land, but the rice field cost water, summer was coming, the weather was hot, and the evaporation of the rice field increased greatly.

"Second uncle, you are not at home, we have not bothered others, tomorrow, we will ask someone to help the water wheel, after doing it, I will invite people who have helped us before to come over, I will make a table of dishes, thank you and thank the neighbors, okay?"

"Good, good!" Qian Xiancheng was most afraid that his nephew would be mercenary, and he was very happy to see that she knew how to deal with people. After a while, he asked suspiciously, "What is a waterwheel?" ”

Wen Jin explained.

Qian Xiancheng suddenly remembered that there was a wooden wheel outside the tofu factory, which was constantly spinning in the stream.

"Who made this waterwheel? How come I haven't seen it before? ”

"We didn't have it here before, Brother Wen Han and I made it according to the book."

"What book?"

"Brother Wen Han said that you bought it, called "Masuda Guangyi", I can't understand it, Brother Wen Han helped explain, and I told the carpenter master according to the picture, and finally made it."

Qian Xiancheng knew that he had such a book, and he bought it without taking the exam, but when he took it home, it was useless at all, and it was all about the people in Jiangnan, how to grow rice, and they all grew wheat here, so he put it on hold.

As far as he was a fool, he saw a swamp last winter, and he didn't remember to plant rice according to the book, and now he can't help but feel a little ashamed when he hears what his son and nephew are doing.

Qian Xiancheng was speechless for a while, and suddenly remembered that there was a green plant by the pond, and he also looked strange at that time, it turned out to be not wheat, but rice.

Fortunately, Wen Han turned out such a booklet, otherwise, Wen Jin really couldn't justify himself, in fact, the booklet was very poorly illustrated, and the text was obscure, which was completely a disguise.

Two days passed in a blink of an eye, cannibalism, loyalty, Qian Xiancheng had to do things again, he only left a hundred wen for himself, and gave the rest to his wife.

Wei Shi pushed it back to her husband: "It's not easy for you to be outside, you don't have to worry about it at home, with Wen Jin's help, I made some money selling cloth and making some money, enough to buy oil, salt, sauce and vinegar."

"It's better for you to keep it, Wen Han and Wen Jin make waterwheels or something, they all ask for money."

Hearing this, Webster smiled happily, saying that men have no objection to the matter of sons and nephews.

Where there is water, there are fish, the small crucian carp in the stream, because there is no food, at most it is only as long as the index finger, Wen Jin once set up a net to stop the water, caught it a few times, and then filled it in a bucket and put it in the pond.

Hundreds of square meters of water surface, but dozens of fish, the water surface has not been seen floating, Wen Jin knows that they are not short of oxygen, live well, and have never cared about it. It's just that in the place where water is fetched for irrigation, a bamboo fence is blocked to prevent the fish from accidentally getting into the rice field and dying of sunburn.

Not long after Qian Xiancheng left, the second batch of ducklings came out of the shell, this time, probably the temperature is relatively high, and it is late spring to early summer, the temperature is not hot or lukewarm, there are ninety-three, Wen Jin still does not dare to have the slightest carelessness, every day cleaning, feeding, ventilation and sunbathing, the same is not a lot, the ducklings are not like the previous batch, they can't get under the wings of the old hen to keep warm, Wen Jin doesn't have to take it back to his house at night, but he always has to go to the backyard to see it twice at night to rest assured.

Day by day, the rice grows very well, there has never been such a plant here, there are naturally no pests and diseases, Wen Jin's seedlings are sparsely planted, nourished by pig manure, the seedlings are not to mention how strong, the people in the village, there are always people who come to see the excitement, Wen Jin guesses, if she has a bumper harvest this year, next year, it may be a rice field.

In the summer, tofu is easy to spoil, Shi Xiaofeng gets up earlier every day, but in the summer, there are many tricks on people's dinner tables, and there are few people who buy tofu, and his family has lived on tofu for several generations, and the only few acres of land he has sold because of his father's illness, and he has nothing to do after selling tofu early every day, often helping to feed the pigs and ducks.

"Xiaofeng, you always help me do things like this, don't repay, how can you do it?"

"Wen Han, Wen Jin, you two have helped me too much, what am I doing this little thing, my grandfather still wants to come over, but I stopped it."

Wen Jin thought for a while: "Xiaofeng, your grandfather is not very old, the old man is diligent, he is completely fine now, doing odd jobs everywhere, why don't you let him come here, I want to build a duck farm and pig farm here, and I need someone to guard him at night." ”

"Okay."

"Don't agree yet, go back and discuss with the old man, I may not be able to pay off the salary immediately."

"Then you owe it first, wait for your duck to lay eggs, and then sell it for money."

"Good!" Wen Jin likes Shi Xiaofeng's crispness, fourteen years old, dare to act, otherwise, he and his grandfather, the difficulties in the spring will be difficult to pass.

"Let's talk about it first, every day, help drive the ducks into the duck shed, separate the big and small ones, get up in the morning, clean the inside, sprinkle lime once in a few days, just do this, 200 wen a month, take care of the rice, I will send it over."

"Okay!" Shi Xiaofeng is very happy, grandpa is sick, he can't eat the Qian family's food, the old man is sometimes alone at home, just make do, sometimes boiling water to soak the bun, sprinkle some salt, and even eat cold buns, with green onions, which makes him very worried, no matter how much money Wen Jin gives, there is a hot meal to eat, this is the best.

In fact, it was Wen Jin who returned the dividends from buying tofu.

Although everything went well, Wen Jin's hands were still super tight.

The reason is that the uncle who came. To encourage him, Wen Jin spent money on the shoes he had made. At the beginning, his level was limited, only one pair a month, and it was dismantled and sewn, it was very bad, it can be said that it was a waste of skin, Wen Jin gave twenty literary workers, and he was very excited to come to Songnian, and the next month, his progress was seen at once, not only did he do two pairs, but also basically neat and beautiful. Wen Jin gave him fifty wen.

This month, Lai Songnian made five pairs at once, and all of them were very neat, he passed the manual level, but Wen Jin was stumped, give him money, at this rate, he may be able to make seven or eight pairs next month, such an old-fashioned repeated production, who will he sell it to?

Wen Jin came into contact with Lai Songnian, he has skills, he feels that he can support his family, his face already has quite confidence, the helplessness and inferiority complex when he first saw him, and the mania when he saw him the second time have disappeared.

Wen Jin didn't show his hole cards thoroughly, but made a request to him: "Come uncle, the shoes you made are very strong and practical, but they are not beautiful enough, if we sell them to the city, it is not good, I have a few looks here, and you have to find a way to figure it out." You're just starting to do it, don't be too anxious to make money, don't figure out how customers will be willing to buy if you don't figure out a good look? ”

"Oh, yes, yes, Wen Jin is right, these shoes are going to be sold in the city, and they can't be beautiful if they aren't beautiful."

"Uncle Lai's right thing to think so, when you practice your skills and the market is opened, you can make more money in the future."

"I don't expect to make much money, as long as Bao'er, his grandmother, and his mother have a better life." Lai Songnian is very serious. Seeing the disappointment on Wen Jin's face, he hurriedly added: "I mean it doesn't matter if you don't make a lot of money, the shoes will definitely be made beautiful." ”

"That's good."

In Wen Jin's previous life, a friend dyed his hair with pure herbs. Boil the herbs you bought, dry them, wait for the water to be not hot, wash your hair, and your hair will be golden red in the end, but after just a month, it will obviously turn golden, and it will fade, but it will not dye the pillow towel red.

She thought that skin and hair are both proteins, and since hair can be dyed with herbs, so can skin.

Also, polishing wax, let Lai Songnian figure it out by himself, maybe people can make a suitable formula.

Wen Jin said all his thoughts, and Lai Songnian scratched his head with sorrow.

"Come uncle, the woman dyes her nails with impatiens, you can start from this aspect, anyway, there are people in the town who rush to the mountain every day, say hello to a few people, let them come back every day, pull some weeds and something like that for you, give it a try."

Unexpectedly, Lai Songnian also had inspiration: "The green skin on the outside of walnuts, when we remove it by hand, it is always difficult to wash off, so I try to dye the skin to see what color it is in the end." ”

"Okay, okay, just try it, I'll give you a hundred wen a month for the time being, and then increase it when the autumn harvest comes."