Traveled to ancient times and became a cheap little dad

After hearing Jiang Yun's words, Ling Yun felt relieved. He picked up the hammer and nails on the ground and said, "Will you show me around?"

"Okay, please come in." Jiang Yun pushed the door open and welcomed the person in, having already forgotten Jiang Rong's instructions.

The yard is not big, with a tree, a well, a few clothes hanging out to dry, and sausages, bacon, peppers, etc. hanging under the eaves.

There is nothing else besides this. Among all the villages in the suburbs of Beijing, this one is relatively small and poor.

There was a low stand outside the main room door, and Jiang Yun changed her shoes skillfully.

I found Jiang Rong's cotton shoes and took a look. I guess they wouldn't fit him.

Just as he was about to put it back, Ling Yun spoke up, "My shoes are covered in mud, so it's time to change them."

"This pair of cotton shoes was newly made by my brother. I've worn them a few times. Don't dislike them. They just look a little small."

As he said that, he put the cotton shoes next to Lingyun's feet and tried them on. Sure enough, the entire heel was exposed.

"It's a little small, so I'll just wear it like this."

So embarrassing, this guy is really tall and has big feet.

He lifted the door curtain and led the person into the house. Because the fire on the kang had never been turned off, the room was very warm.

There is a main room, a room on the east and a room on the west. There is a table in the main room with a tea tray on it and the legs are patched.

There are two stools of different colors and a shelf in the corner with some scattered items on it.

Ling Yun sat down at the table and asked, "Is your brother not at home?"

"The New Year is coming soon. There are many weddings in the village. My brother went to help. They will provide lunch at noon." Jiang Yun poured tea and said, "Please enjoy."

Lingyun took a sip of tea and suddenly laughed. Jiang Yun also sat down and asked curiously, "What are you laughing at?"

"I'm laughing at the fact that we've met three times and talked a lot, but we still don't know each other's names?"

"Haha, yes, I haven't introduced myself yet. My name is Jiang Yun, nice to meet you." Jiang Yun said with a smile on her face.

Ling Yun's expression changed several times, and he looked at Jiang Yun again. There was no similarity between them in height, weight, and appearance.

And looking at his expression, it seems like he really doesn't recognize me. Is it the same name as mine?

"What about you? What's your name?" Jiang Yun certainly didn't know that Ling Yun had a level 5 typhoon in his heart, so she even poured him some more tea.

"My name is Ling Yun," he said, and then stared at Jiang Yun, trying to find any flaws.

Jiang Yun's expression remained unchanged as she nodded, "What a great name."

It’s not Jiang Yun’s fault that he didn’t recognize him. Since he came through, Jiang Rong has been taking care of his health and persuading him not to be as confused as before.

Jiang Yun was naturally obedient, and her original reputation was very bad. In pursuit of others, she killed someone, lost a lawsuit, was beaten and driven out of the city.

Of course you have to keep a low profile when wearing this, otherwise you'll be thrown into jail, which is not acceptable.

Therefore, Jiang Rong listened to whatever advice he received, and seeing that he was obedient, he no longer mentioned Ling Yun's matter.

As for Ling Yun, seeing that he looked normal and even found some snacks and brought them over, he gradually felt relieved.

In the past, Jiang Yun always followed Ling Yun wherever he went.

He was extravagant and wasteful in his daily life, so it was impossible for him to live in such a simple and small place.

I was still worried, so I wanted to take a look at Jiang Yun's room.

As soon as you enter the room, the first thing you see is a kang (a bed that occupies half of the room), on which are placed seven or eight dolls of various shapes.

There was a cabinet at the foot of the kang, a low table in the middle, and a wooden table in front of the window, which was not even painted.

There were some papers, pens, and books piled on the table, a chair, and a bookshelf, and that was all there was in the room.

Ling Yun picked up the booklet on the table and looked at it. The words on it were either missing strokes or had their shapes deformed.

He picked up another unpainted wooden sculpture and asked, "Is this also a blue fat man?"

"Well, that was made for me by my brother. I thought it was lost." Jiang Yun said as he put the lost blue fat man on the bookshelf.

"This is done, how about giving it to me?" Ling Yun waved his hand. At this point, he had basically determined that it was not the same person, so he felt relieved.

"I've almost finished carving this. I'd give it to you, but I don't have any blue paint."

Jiang Yun was a little distressed. In this era, colorful paints were hard to find and expensive to buy.

"It's okay, I'll have someone send it to you after the New Year." The New Year is coming soon, and visiting relatives and friends is essential before the New Year. Some dignitaries have to be entertained in person.

Jiang Rong had instructed that too many people should not know about the situation at home, so he declined and said, "We have to eat after the New Year. The color will be ready soon. I'll give it to you then."

Seeing that the little guy was unwilling, he did not force him, and pointed to the puppets on the bookshelf and said,

"What is this sculpture?"

"Here, these are the four masters and apprentices. This monkey is called Sun Wukong, this one is Zhu Bajie, and there are two more that are not finished."

"Did you carve this too?" Ling Yun looked at these things and found them interesting. He wondered what was going on in this little guy's mind.

"No, I drew the picture and my brother carved it. My brother is very good and can learn anything quickly. He went to the carpenter's house in the village and learned for two days, and he can make these small objects."

Jiang Yun's eyes lit up, and she envied people with good hands-on skills. She once aspired to be a handicraft expert, but unfortunately her hands were clumsy.