Crossing the farm gate, the whole family reunites in the disaster year

Seeing his youngest son hurriedly explaining, Old Man Cui smiled without saying anything.

When Lin saw the shed in the afternoon, her eyes lit up.

In addition to being spacious, Cui Chengliang also built a square table with stones, smoothed it with yellow mud, and placed a stack of bowls on it for everyone to drink water.

Very careful indeed.

The boys chattered excitedly when they saw the shed, and it saved a lot of trouble to move around inside and outside the door because it was built against the warehouse.

"This clay table is really nice. I just boiled some bamboo leaf water and put it on the table. Anyone who is thirsty can have a sip."

Mrs. Wang placed the bamboo tube in her hand on the table and jokingly said, "It only took a break to set up a canopy. Who in our village can work so efficiently?"

Lin pursed her lips, and Silang quickly replied, "It was my third uncle! I saw it with my own eyes, it was amazing."

"So it's Jingwen's father. No wonder." Mrs. Wang said exaggeratedly, but her eyes were fixed on Lin with a smile. "It's her own wife's business. No wonder she works so efficiently. We are taking advantage of her."

Lin's face flushed as she explained, "It's mainly for everyone's convenience..."

Everyone in the village knew that Lin had just returned to Xiahe Village recently. The villagers privately spread the rumor that Cui Cheng disliked Lin and only let her live back in the Cui family for Jingwen's sake.

Mrs. Wang didn't think so, and once even had a fight with a woman who gossiped about her.

Lin is capable, even if he doesn't like him, it's Lin who dislikes Cui Lao San.

Look, he came here in the middle of the day to set up a awning.

"Okay, okay, I won't say anything more." Mrs. Wang turned her face away and told a few women to start working.

Lin heaved a sigh of relief for some reason.

Mrs. Wang's family was well-known in the village. She was also friendly and cheerful, and she was a leader among the women, which saved Silang a lot of trouble.

The workshop proceeds in an orderly manner.

Lin stayed for a while and found that the progress was half as fast as in the morning, so he went home with peace of mind.

There's another thing.

If everything goes well in the workshop, then the pickle business should also be put on the agenda.

In the afternoon, Lin stopped and started, cut two small pots of kelp, about five or six pounds, put down the kitchen knife, and turned his wrist.

I originally planned to hire someone, but since it hasn’t been officially sold yet, I don’t know the market acceptance, so I haven’t hired anyone for the time being.

After adjusting the flavor, I covered it with gauze and put it in a cool place, then went to the workshop.

The woman who was working had already left, and Cui Jingwen had just finished counting the number.

"There are seven hundred and thirty bowls in total, and more than one hundred and fifty basins."

The number is more than half than in the morning.

Shi Lang clenched his fist excitedly and said, "I'll rent a bullock cart and send it over tomorrow morning."

At this rate, all the supplies can be completed in less than three days. It would be best to deliver the goods and then bring some back.

Shiro ran to rent an ox cart.

Lin and Cui Jingwen returned to Cui's house, and Cui Zhaozhao was already preparing dinner.

I stir the flour into flocs and plan to make dumpling soup.

While taking a break, Shiro came back panting.

"Aunt San, we've agreed. Grandpa Ma Zi will go to the threshing ground to meet us at dawn tomorrow."

Bricks are fired in the kilns in the morning, so there is no need to worry about no one being around too early.

"Don't forget to contact Youxi and the others in advance to load the truck." Lin reminded.

"Yes." Shiro slapped his head. Now that he had hired someone, he didn't have to work hard to load the truck by himself.

"Then I'll go again and tell them."

"Don't worry, go after dinner."

Shiro was full of energy and ran away quickly.

The next day, the children from the second house got up early, and even Xiaoqi followed them to the threshing ground.

After one night, the marks of repair had become very shallow.

But the repaired bowls and basins could not be knocked, so Shilang found a few bundles of straw, put a layer of straw in the middle of each bowl, and carefully tied each stack of bowls with straw ropes.

But one car couldn't carry so much, so Erlang led Silang to deliver the goods, while Xiaowu and Youxi and a few other boys stayed in the threshing ground to continue tying bowls.