Baby brings his own shopping mall to travel through

When the village chief and others heard Sanmao talk about planting trees, they all agreed.

"Yes, yes, yes. There must be some regulations for cutting down trees and planting them. We can't let them get away with it. We have to go to the mountains to check every now and then."

"That's right. If we just keep cutting down trees instead of planting them, where will our descendants get firewood for cooking?"

"Where do the seedlings of that tree come from?" Ermao asked.

"Of course I'll buy it, second brother you're so stupid." Simao complained.

"I've only heard of people selling fruit tree seedlings, but I've never heard of anyone selling good wood seedlings." Ermao said again.

"Maybe there may be, we will look for it carefully then." said the village chief.

"That's the general situation of the furniture workshop," Damao concluded.

Yang Bolin asked: "Who will provide the drawings for the furniture?"

Yang Dashan and his family: Isn’t it my family that provides the drawings now?

Yang Dashu: "The drawings we are using now were all given by Dashan and his team."

Yang Bailin: "If it was provided by Uncle Dashan's family, and Uncle Dashan and his people were the ones who made the connection, I think they should have a larger share."

Yang Dashan's family did not think of this. They just felt that opening this furniture workshop would motivate the villagers so that they would have jobs and income, and their lives would not be so difficult.

Damao: "There's no need to give my family a larger share of the blueprints. In the future, you can bring forward any ideas you have. We'll give a certain amount of reward to all adopted blueprints, which will also motivate everyone."

"That's right. If we are given a share, then other people with good ideas will be given a share. So let's leave it at that."

"Let's do as Damao said. Those who are capable should do more work. Now we should do a little more and lead the villagers to work more. In the future, when the villagers become successful, they will also help us, right?" In the end, it was Old Lady Yang who made the final decision on behalf of the family.

Old Lady Yang: Oh, I have to be present at every important event. Otherwise, who will make the final decision? It is just like what my good granddaughter said, "With great power comes great responsibility."

Well, it is up to Old Lady Yang, the head of the family, to make the final decision on such an important matter, right?

She, as the head of the family, has already decided, which proves that they have already discussed it at home, and it is not appropriate for others to say anything wrong to her younger generation.

After talking about the furniture workshop, it was Youfang's turn to do the embroidery work, but the old man didn't understand it, so he left. (In fact, only Yang Dashu left.)

The elf Simao was sent to help run errands, and soon the village chief's wife and daughter-in-law were invited.

Why did they only invite the two of them? Because the village chief grandfather only said, "Quick, quick, go and invite your village chief grandmother, and Lin Ge'er's mother who can embroider."

Don't ask the village chief why he only mentioned these two people's names, because at that moment he only thought of his own wife and daughter-in-law who could embroider, and he couldn't remember if there was anyone else who could do it.

When the two women in the village chief's family heard Simao say that there was an urgent matter and asked them to come over, everyone was waiting and didn't care about anything else. They pulled their daughters-in-law and rushed to Yang Dashan's house.

She ran out of breath when she arrived at the yard, and when she entered the main room, she saw her husband and grandson drinking tea with Dashan's family. There was also a plate of snacks on the table.

She recognized this plate of snacks, as it was brought back from the city. Her grandson also brought two boxes, but she was reluctant to take them out and eat them.

After the two of them sat down, drank some water and calmed down, the village chief told her about the workshop.

The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law widened their eyes upon hearing this.

I had heard the village chief mention it before, but at that time he said not to spread the news since it was not yet known.

It was finally brought up again today. What a good thing! At least his old man has something to do again. I didn't expect that there would be something about these women.

After the surprise, the village chief's wife asked, "What do you want us to do?"

Old Lady Yang took the village head's wife's hand and said, "You have a lot to do. I wonder what their rules are later."

Li took Yang Bolin's mother Wu Cuiping's hand and said, "Sister-in-law, you saw the cushions and pillows in my Xiaocao'er's room before, and you said you liked them very much. We are going to make those."

Wu Cuiping: Can we do it? This pattern is yours.

"Can we do it?"

"We can do it, we can do it. We should let go and do it." Li said excitedly.

In fact, Li's needlework was not very good. The pillows in Xiaocao'er's house were of average craftsmanship. She didn't have so many requirements for her own use, but it would be a different matter if she wanted to sell them. She would definitely require them to be exquisite.

The village head's wife was very happy, and her needlework was pretty good.

Wu Cuiping said: "What are the rules? Tell me about them."

Mrs. Li: "We don't have any rules yet, but we have this plan. I may need to trouble my sister-in-law to help select people who are good at needlework. The ones we sell can't be as skilled as me, otherwise it will lower the quality of our furniture, right?"

My daughter used the word "lowering the level" before, and she said we should do things in a good way.

Li was chatting animatedly with the village head's wife and the others, while Xiao Cao'er pulled Damao back to her room.

"Brother, if we only make cushions, pillows and the like, the variety would be a little insufficient. Why don't we open a doll shop specializing in dolls? This way we can have more varieties." Xiao Caoer gave Damao an idea as soon as she entered the room.

"What's a doll?" Damao didn't know what his sister was talking about, but he understood that she was just helping the furniture shop make pillows and the variety was indeed a bit limited.

"Close the door." Xiao Cao'er instructed her elder brother to close the door.

Damao closed the door and turned around to see several objects of different sizes on the stool.

"This is the doll. Isn't it beautiful?"

"Beautiful, where did you come from?" Damao couldn't remember his sister's magic at once, and was a little dazed by being hit by these dolls.

"Such a beautiful doll, sister, can you make it?"

"Brother, look at me, look at me, see if I can do it now?" Xiao Cao'er pulled Damao's sleeve.

Only then did Damao's gaze shift from the doll to his own sister.

Xiao Cao'er held the bottle in her hand and looked at him with her big black eyes.

Well, I really can’t do it now. The baby is just over one year old and can’t even hold the needle and thread steadily.