The whole family traveled through time and became doctors, raised children and farmed in ancient tim

In the past two days, apart from attending classes with her brothers in the study at noon and in the evening, Xie Wanxing spent the rest of her time busying herself in the space. She was completely immersed in her own world, but her disappearance all day long made Xie Lan and others ask Xie Songlin where her little sister had gone. Xie Songlin perfunctorily said that she went out to buy some candy.

"Little sister, why didn't you take me with you when you had candy?" Xie Heng's eyes widened in disbelief. In his perception, his little sister was the closest to him, and she didn't take him with her when she had something delicious. He said a little aggrievedly, "She loves me the most."

Xie Songlin's mouth twitched when he heard this, and he couldn't help but say, "How dare you say that? You're a brother, why do you still want your sister to love you? Aren't you ashamed to say that?"

"I'm not ashamed, Dad. My little sister is the best to me."

Xie Songlin glared at him and said, "Stop being so embarrassed here! Have you practiced the calligraphy that Mr. Shen asked you to practice? He's coming to check it this afternoon. Why don't you practice your dog-crawling handwriting quickly?"

"Yes, Dad, I'll go write it right away." When Xie Heng heard that he had to go back to write, he left with a resentful look on his face.

Xie Songlin never cared about his daughter's studies before, because her grades were always good. Now that he has so many adopted sons to monitor their studies, he actually found fun in it. Especially when he saw Xie Heng and Xie Lin making bitter faces when they heard about studying, he found it particularly funny.

Xie Wanxing had stood under the counter at some point, but because she was too short and the counter blocked her view, Xie Songlin couldn't see her.

She smiled and said, "Oh, is father giving you a lecture?"

"Humph, this kid and Xie Lin don't like studying. I love catching them the most."

"Don't force them. If they don't like studying and learning to read, just let them go and cultivate other interests and hobbies." Xie Wanxing took out the blueprint from behind him, "For example, painting."

"Have you finished the drawing?" Xie Songlin took the blueprint and glanced at it. "You didn't dismantle all the egg beaters in your house, did you?"

"Oh, I drew it outside the villa. I took it apart and threw it back, and it was restored the next day. Why are you in such a hurry?" Xie Wanxing waved his hand, "Hurry up and give it to Uncle San. Let him see if he can make it."

"I didn't expect you to be so talented, Ah Xing, that you could actually come up with this?" Xie Songlin looked at his daughter with admiration and patted her shoulder. "It's really a waste of your talent to be a doctor."

Xie Wanxing was furious: "How can being a doctor be considered a waste of talent? Doctors are very useful, okay? I've been a diligent medical student for thirteen years! This is called a life ideal, Dad."

Xie Songlin complimented her: "Very good, very good, ideal, ideal, Doctor Xie."

Xie Wanxing replied, "Make a fortune, thank you, boss."

The father and daughter smiled at each other.

After Xie Songlin returned home, he went straight to find his third brother, and a drawing left Xie Songmu stunned.

"Songlin, what is this?" Xie Songmu had a headache.

Xie Songlin: "Egg beater, we use it to make cakes. Third brother, can you help me make it?"

"I'll try my best. I'll have to ask the blacksmith about the iron piece in the middle."

"Okay, thank you for your hard work, Third Brother. I'm leaving this matter entirely up to you."

Xie Songmu was holding the blueprint in his hands, wanting to cry without tears. He was originally just a carpenter who made tables and chairs. Why did his fourth brother now want him to make things that were becoming more and more outrageous? He felt sad that his craftsmanship could hardly keep up with his third brother's imagination, but he quickly adjusted himself.

He must work hard to improve his skills! He can't let Songlin down!

He took the blueprint home, spread it out on the dining table and studied it for a long time, and even lit a lamp to study it all night. When Old Mrs. Shen woke up in the morning and found it, she was so angry that she scolded him for a long time. But when she heard that it was what Xie Songlin wanted, she stopped talking.

Xie Songmu, with his eyes red from staying up all night, was excitedly heading to the blacksmith shop in the city. Xie Songyang saw him like this and had no idea what he was tinkering with. But seeing his eagerness, he quickly stepped forward to stop him and said, "You must be exhausted after staying up all night. You're in such a hurry. Let me give you a ride."

Xie Songmu didn't bother to refuse. At this moment, he had only one goal in mind, which was to make what was on the drawing a reality as soon as possible.

Xie Songyang is relatively free now because the weather has started to get colder. Zuiyuelou has less demand for sour plum soup and has added milk tea to its supply. He simply stops making it in his home workshop and directly makes Frappuccino and delivers it over. This saves a lot of travel time and gives him a lot more time. He leaves early to send Xie Songmu off and then goes back to deliver the goods.

After Xie Songyang dropped him off at the place, he went back to the store to prepare to deliver the goods. Before leaving, he told him to come directly to the store for dinner after he finished his work.

Xie Songmu went into the blacksmith shop and explained his purpose. The blacksmith in the shop was very kind. After seeing the drawings given by Xie Songmu, his eyes lit up and he was obviously attracted by this novel design. He started a heated discussion with Xie Songmu.

After careful research and discussion, the blacksmith finally decided on the production plan.

Xie Songmu paid a deposit, arranged a date to pick up the goods, and then went to the shop for lunch. He hadn't been to the shop since Xing Canteen opened, and was surprised to see the bustling scene inside. However, he saw his older brother, Xie Songbai, collecting money at the door. There were fewer people buying sour plum soup at the dock than before, so Xie Songbai focused on managing Xing Canteen, leaving the stall management to Xie Feng and his wife.

Xie Songmu entered the Star Canteen and scratched his head embarrassedly: "Brother, my second brother asked me to come here to eat."

Xie Songbai handed him a plate: "Take the plate and go over there to get some food. Your sister-in-law is over there."

"This plate is so well made." Xie Songmu looked at the plate in amazement for a long time, then lined up with the crowd in front of him. The line moved forward little by little, and finally it was his turn. Xie Songmu was stunned by the number of dishes.

When Qian saw that it was Xie Songmu, she asked in surprise, "Third brother, why are you eating here?"

"Sister-in-law, I came to the city to do something, and my second brother asked me to come here for dinner."

"Okay, pick what you want to eat."

"I don't know how to pick, sister-in-law, just give me some."

Qian smiled and deftly served Xie Songmu a few dishes, both meat and vegetables, filling the plate. "Third brother, is this enough? If not, add more. There's rice on the side, get some yourself. There's also soup over there."

Xie Songmu looked at the sumptuous dishes on the plate and quickly waved his hands, "Enough, enough, sister-in-law, this is too much." He took the plate to the wooden barrel next to him to add more rice and scooped a large spoonful of soup.

He found an empty seat and sat down, looking at the plate in his hand again. While admiring the design of the plate, he began to taste the food.