The fat wife is rebellious: she was spoiled by the group on the way to escape famine

But he still raised one last question, "Then why give the bamboo chair away? You know, if you sell this exquisite little thing, you might be able to get a few small silver coins for household expenses..."

This question suddenly made the clever Aunt Song feel troubled, because she herself didn't know the answer.

In order to prevent others from discovering that she didn't fully understand the reasoning behind this, she simply kicked Song Wenxiao's calf again.

"You're always just calculating your pennies! Is this bamboo chair something you can actually make? If you can't even make it yourself, how important is it to you?"

She demanded angrily.

At this moment, Song Wenqin, who was concentrating on weaving the frame of a chair, suddenly interrupted and said, "That's right. Second brother, don't even think about it. He wouldn't be able to do it even if he was asked to think about it. In my opinion, a man like the village chief, who has seen a lot of things, would not be interested in a seemingly ordinary bamboo chair."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Jinhe turned around and gave her husband an approving look.

That’s right, he did not disappoint her expectations. This is the reliable man who can support her!

Good skills and a good brain!

Her intelligence and talent were fully demonstrated at this time.

Indeed, she was planning to open up the bamboo products market from the village chief.

This is not a spur-of-the-moment idea, but the result of careful consideration.

On the one hand, the villagers are poor, and almost every household can barely make ends meet.

This time, the construction of the new house not only used up all the money that Huo Xiucai had extorted, but also emptied out the villagers' daily savings. The villagers had no spare money to buy additional furniture and supplies. On the other hand, she did this to prepare for the future market.

Although the current demand is not high, as long as they can establish a good reputation, there will definitely be a vast market waiting for them to develop in the future.

Bamboo furniture is not only beautiful and elegant, but more importantly, it is suitable for the living environment of wealthy families, and is especially most suitable for use by aristocrats.

Bamboo is hard yet flexible. After being processed into various furniture, it is both environmentally friendly and healthy, making it very suitable for those who pay attention to the quality of life.

In the entire village below, there is only one family that can truly come into contact with all kinds of foreign guests - that is the village chief's family.

From officials from small local towns to senior leaders who come to Yuefeng County to inspect work, these people are all potential target customer groups.

As long as they have the opportunity to sit on this exquisite and comfortable bamboo chair, they will definitely be deeply impressed and have a strong desire to buy it.

Start with the most influential village chief, and then expand the scope of influence through him to other officials in the town and the wealthy families in the county...

In this way, when the time is right, as long as she gives the village chief appropriate rewards, she can cut down all the bamboos on the mountain as she pleases, right?

Song Yuanmu is indeed an experienced craftsman. With his three sons, he successfully made an exquisite bamboo chair without much effort.

Looking at the small and cute finished product in front of her, Jiang Jinhe's heart was filled with joy. She wanted to rush up and give it a big hug to express her excitement.

It's amazing!

Although she herself has mastered a certain level of bamboo art skills, there is a huge difference compared to Mr. Song.

It can even be said that even her youngest son Song Wenxiao, who is the least good at this, is much better than her.

Fortunately, the Song family was there to help guide the work, so I only had to move my mouth and coordinate resources from all parties to complete the task easily.

In this way, after several days of hard work, the new residence of the Song family father and son was finally completed.

On the way home after work, the usually taciturn father suddenly grabbed his second son and said, "Wenqin, wait a moment and walk slower. Dad has something to tell you alone."

After hearing this, the two brothers who were walking in front looked at each other and continued to move forward.

Song Wenqin, who was left behind, stopped in his tracks with a confused look on his face.

"Dad? Why do we have to bring it up now? Can't we talk about it when we get back?"

"Why are you in such a hurry, young man? This little matter must be explained clearly right now."

The old man waved his hand to signal his son not to be nervous.

However, the young man's anxious desire to go home and see his wife as soon as possible made him shout out: "What are you hesitating about? Hurry up and tell me, I want to go back and see her as soon as possible!"

So much time has passed since I got married...

He is busy during the day and rarely has a moment to rest at night. He doesn't even have time to breathe, let alone take some time to take a good look at his beloved wife.

"Wen Qin, you and Jin He..."

Song Yuanmu's voice sounded particularly dull as he began to speak, but he suddenly stopped talking halfway through, as if he had some unspeakable secret in his heart that he couldn't bring himself to speak, and his mouth closed again.

"What happened to Jinhe?"

Song Wenqin's heart suddenly jumped and he couldn't help but get nervous. Could it be that his father discovered something wrong with Jinhe?

Could it be that he has noticed something unusual?

Song Yuanmu clenched his teeth, and a faint blush appeared on his face.

"Your mother asked me to ask, have you and Jin He really started living in the same room?"

Wow!

This topic came as a bolt from the blue.

Song Wenqin's mind suddenly felt blank and dizzy.

How could there be such a chance to live together!

Jiang Jinhe joined their group when they were fleeing famine. How could there be any chance for the two of them to be alone together along the way?

Even if he had such a rare opportunity by chance, Jiang Jinhe currently had no good feelings towards his body.

Unless she falls asleep, she won't take the initiative to get close to him like the original Jiang Jinhe, so there is no possibility of such a thing happening at all.

Seeing his son's obviously uncomfortable expression, Song Yuanmu instantly understood what was going on. So, regardless of his own embarrassment, he quickly asked, "What's going on?"

"Weren't you supposed to stay in the same room on your wedding night? It's been a month, why is there still no news?"

When Song Wenqin heard his father mention that woman who was originally very powerful and strong, he felt particularly uncomfortable.

"That situation you described didn't happen at all. Not to mention that we've only been together for a month, even if we were together for a lifetime, I'm afraid there wouldn't be any substantial progress."

"What did you say!"

After hearing this, Song Yuanmu immediately became furious and even bent down to pick up a stone to throw at Song Wenqin, but he quickly suppressed his anger.