You are my golden finger

Not long after the team set out to buy pigs, the clan leader arrived and said to Lin Xijin, "Jin girl, the family raising pigs has already been confirmed. But there are still many families who didn't participate and want to raise pigs."

Lin Xijin didn't want to make Shiziwo, the village she wanted to build into a paradise, stink. So she said, "Uncle, we only have so much distiller's grains at home, and we can't provide it to more families. The villagers can raise pigs themselves, but I don't provide distiller's grains and piglets. The quality of the pork raised is different if it's not fed with the distiller's grains provided by my family, and I can't be responsible for sales."

"That's true." The patriarch also agreed with her.

"Uncle, tell the villagers that after the clan school is built and the pond is dug, they can cut firewood and sell it to my family. In the spring, let them help my family plant crops and grow herbs, so that everyone can have an income."

"Jin girl, you are kind-hearted and always think about everyone." The clan leader sighed.

The patriarch told the villagers this information. Although everyone felt sorry, they became motivated when they heard that there was a way to make money.

Lin Xijin sent several people who were building greenhouses at home to bring materials to Third Grandma's house to help her choose a site to build a pigpen.

In the evening, the family's two carriages returned, and the housekeeper reported that two ox carts carrying pigs would return shortly afterwards.

Lin Xijin asked Xihui and Xinfeng to tell the clan leader to put the pig under the camphor tree and let the pig farmers pick it up. He also handed a form to Xihui and Xinfeng, and told them to register the recipient's information, the weight of the pig, and finally sign and seal. He asked everyone to come and pick up the distiller's grains tomorrow.

Dusk falls, bringing a quiet night to the mountain village.

Xihui and Xinfeng came back with rosy cheeks. After this period of feeding and nourishment from the spiritual spring water in the space, they both grew taller, their faces became plump, and their skin became fairer.

Having completed the task assigned by their sister, both of them were very excited.

Xihui handed the registration form to Lin Xijin: "Sister, do you think this is the right thing to do? If not, Xinfeng and I will make up for it tomorrow."

Lin Xijin took the form, took a quick look at it, and found that the information registration was complete. The villagers had also signed and sealed it. Then he stuffed it into his sleeve, actually storing it into the space.

"You guys are awesome! Great job, chicken thighs must be added tonight!"

Xihui and Xinfeng's faces turned even redder.

Jiajia and Xinlan, two little girls, also joined in the fun: "Sister, we are also feeding the chickens and rabbits at home, we want to have some chicken legs too!"

Lin Xijin looked at the two girls who were becoming more and more beautiful, and felt a great sense of accomplishment. She happily replied, "All of them, all of them!"

So there was an extra dish of fried chicken legs on the dinner table, and the family ate the chicken legs happily, feeling very satisfied.

Even Ye Jinan, who was unwilling to go with Ye Jinlin, was chewing a chicken leg with great effort, and kept putting it into Lin Xijin's mouth: "Sister, seven!"

This caused everyone to laugh.

After dinner, everyone washed up and gathered in the hall in the backyard as usual. Ye Jinlin, who came to pick up Ye Jinan, also sat quietly. Xingwen, Xingwu, Xingcheng, and Xingyuan were all present!

Lin Xijin was so upset. What else could he do? He could only continue telling the story of the "Ninety-nine Eighty-one Difficulties" as a storyteller.

I can only hope that these children can learn more words through the clan education. When these children can read by themselves, it will be the day for me to be liberated.

The next morning, all the pig-raising families came with buckets to collect the wine lees. It is worth mentioning that none of them came empty-handed. One family brought a handful of tender vegetable cores, and the other family brought a bunch of green garlic sprouts, all of which were fresh seasonal products. They all expressed their gratitude to Lin Xijin in their own way.

The third grandmother came with Daya and Erhu. The three found her, and as soon as they met, Daya and Erhu knelt down and kowtowed, which was obviously taught by the third grandmother at home. Lin Xijin could not avoid them and had to help them up one by one.

"Girl Jin, we three, the grandmother and the grandchild, can never repay your kindness in this lifetime! Just let them kowtow to you a few times, and I, an old woman, will feel at ease!" said the third grandmother while wiping her tears.

"Third grandma, you can't do that. I'll be happy if you raise the pigs well and live a good life. That's how you repay me. After the New Year, when the clan school starts, let Daya and Erhu learn to read. Good days are ahead for you and your grandchildren!"

Grandma San couldn't say anything and could only nod repeatedly.

She kept pushing the bamboo basket in her hand into Lin Xijin's hands.

Lin Xijin saw a few eggs and two handfuls of green vegetables in the basket.

Unable to refuse, he had to leave two handfuls of green vegetables and asked Xijia to add a few steamed buns to the basket. After some arguing and pushing, he finally sent the person away.

After breakfast, the clan leader also came and said to Lin Xijin, "Jin girl, the uncle's family has decided to build a greenhouse. I asked Dafu, Jianan and others to use the time between building the clan school and digging the pond to cut materials, and then help build your greenhouse after it is built."

"Okay, uncle." Lin Xijin agreed readily.

"Uncle, please tell the tribe members that if anyone in the tribe wants to build a greenhouse, they can do so. I can help sell the vegetables, but you have to prepare and buy the materials for the greenhouse yourself. My servants can help with the construction, but you have to pay for the wages of the village workers yourself." Lin Xijin told the tribe leader her thoughts.

Shiziwo is just a remote mountain village. Based on the current income of villagers, only three or two families can afford to build a house there.

Although he can provide money to help build the greenhouse, Lin Xijin is unwilling to encourage the unhealthy trend of getting something for nothing. He would rather slow down the construction of the village and let the villagers experience the process of getting rich through hard work and develop good village customs. Only such a village has hope.

In the evening, Uncle Muxiong and Uncle Dashun also came. They asked eagerly, "Jin girl, our two families also want to build a greenhouse. Is it possible?"

"No problem. You can prepare the bamboo and wood yourselves. I will buy tarpaulin for your two families. I can also provide some vegetable seeds and seedlings. You can just plant them." Lin Xijin explained patiently.

The two thanked him and left with satisfaction.

The busy days passed quickly. With the participation of all the clan members, the renovation of the ancestral hall, the construction of the clan school, and the cleaning of the pond were quickly completed. Lin Xijin's greenhouse had begun to grow rice seedlings and vegetables. With the addition of spiritual spring water for irrigation, all kinds of melons and vegetables grew rapidly.

The greenhouses of the other three families have also been built. They are all turning the soil and waiting for Lin Xijin to provide vegetable seedlings for planting.

That day, three low-key and luxurious carriages drove into Shiziwo and headed straight to Lin Xijin's house.