Because of Xiao Yan’s matter, Zhou Lingling’s family’s moving progress was directly accelerated.

The next morning, Zhou Lingling went to the carpenter to ask how the furniture was going.

When Zhou Lingling arrived, the old carpenter was holding a ruler and pointing out the position to his son, who was drawing with an ink stick.

She looked over curiously and said, oh my god.

Hand-drawn CAD...

An expert can tell whether it is correct or not with just one look. It is straight and even does not shake at all.

Zhou Lingling silently gave the two of them a thumbs up in her heart.

The young carpenter was about to change direction when he noticed Zhou Lingling behind him. He smiled and greeted her:

"Little girl, it's you, come in and sit down!"

The old carpenter also looked over and nodded to Zhou Lingling, but he hit his son's hand with the ruler in his hand and scolded him sternly:

"Don't be distracted."

The young carpenter was not angry, but instead nodded seriously with a serious expression: "Yes, Dad, I was wrong."

Then, he began to carefully draw the fish on the wood.

Zhou Lingling had heard from others that Carpenter Tan's craftsmanship was well-known far and wide, and his temper was also well-known to be stubborn.

Once he makes a decision about a job, even the owner cannot shake it, so people love and hate him.

They don’t know how awe-inspiring this spirit of meticulousness and pursuit of perfection is.

So Zhou Lingling didn't disturb the two of them. Just as she was about to find a place to sit down and appreciate this skill that was slowly lost in the dust of history in later generations, an old lady came out of the kitchen with a dustpan in her hand.

She walked quickly and tremblingly.

Zhou Lingling remembered her. She was the old carpenter's wife.

"Mom, I've already told you that these are all broken and can't be used anymore..."

Immediately afterwards, another woman came out of the kitchen, calling out "old lady".

So when Zhou Lingling saw the old lady holding the winnowing basket, she walked faster.

The young woman was about to chase after him when she saw Zhou Lingling in the yard.

"You are... Lingling, right?"

She stared at Zhou Lingling's face hesitantly, as if confirming it again and again.

But Zhou Lingling's eyes were full of surprise, because she didn't know this person at all.

"Why, it's only been over a year, and you don't remember your aunt anymore?" the woman scolded.

Zhou Lingling: “???”

Her mother is an only child, so where did her aunt come from?

Oh no, she seems to have an aunt...

Zhou Lingling searched through her memory and finally found this "aunt".

This was a nephew of Old Lady Chen's family, whose surname was Zhao. Since both families lived in the town, they visited each other during the New Year holidays, so the original owner had met him several times.

Before she could say anything, the woman continued, "The last time you and my aunt came, I went back to my parents' home. I only heard my father-in-law mention it when I came back. Don't worry, your uncle and his family should put aside all their other work and attack your family first!"

It can be seen that this "auntie" is a straightforward person.

No wonder last time they asked several carpenters, my grandmother insisted on coming to this one because it was said to be the most expensive and the carpenter with the worst temper.

So my grandmother knew this family, and this family also knew my grandmother, but she was the one keeping herself in the dark?

Her grandmother must have been a clam spirit in her previous life...

Okay, more relatives mean more paths.

Thinking of this, Zhou Lingling also showed her "aunt" a standard eight-tooth smile:

"How could that be! I definitely remember my aunt, but I had rarely seen my uncle and the others before, so I didn't recognize her at the time. This is such a coincidence, hahahaha..."

Aunt Zhao took Zhou Lingling's hand and sat down, saying, "You haven't seen him very often, so it's normal that you don't recognize him. Why are you here this time? Is there anything else you want to tell me?"

Zhou Lingling replied, "Aunt, since we're all family, I won't be polite. My family is planning to move soon, so I came to ask what we've been fighting for."

Aunt Zhao didn't ask them why they wanted to move in advance, but told her directly:

"You told me in advance, so my father-in-law and the others made the bed first. Now the first bed is ready."

It can be seen that she knows everything about the family.

Pretty fast.

Zhou Lingling thought for a moment and asked:

"Then... Auntie, do you have a ready-made bed at home? It's already been made."

Carpenters are not furniture stores. They usually accept custom orders and rarely have stock, so Zhou Lingling was just asking.

If not, she plans to just buy a few beds.

She had no plans to unsubscribe from these. When she was done, she would just save them into her space. When they moved somewhere else in the future, she could just take them out and use them.

But unexpectedly, when she asked this casually, Aunt Zhao actually thought of something.

She raised her voice and asked the young carpenter in the yard, "My husband, are those beds we made for Mr. Wang's family still there?"

The carpenter, who heard his wife's voice, stood up and replied, "In the warehouse in the backyard, what's going on?"

The old carpenter also turned around and looked at his daughter-in-law.

Seeing this, Zhou Lingling was a little surprised: "Aunt, do you have a ready-made bed at home?"

"Harmful"

Aunt Zhao glared at the young carpenter and said, "It's all your uncle's fault!"

"How could this carpenter accept a job without paying a deposit? He verbally agreed with the manager of Mr. Wang's family, and then toiled away at home with my father-in-law for over a month, making several beds and desks for Mr. Wang. But when the time came to deliver the goods, he was dumbfounded."

Zhou Lingling was about to continue listening, but her aunt got stuck here and poured herself a bowl of water and gulped it down.

"guess what?"

Zhou Lingling cooperated and asked, "...What's going on?"

Le, this aunt is quite good at telling stories.

"That unscrupulous manager took other people's money and bought those things from somewhere else, half the price of what we got. Your uncle and his family worked hard for over a month for nothing, and those things are still gathering dust in the backyard warehouse!"

"Don't think ours is more expensive than other places, girl. It's just that we use different materials. The paulownia trees they cut down from the mountains will turn into wood chips in just two years. Your uncle and his family use high-quality wood that won't deteriorate even after decades of storage..."

Zhou Lingling nodded, this was true.

Coming from later times, she naturally knew that some furniture made of good materials in ancient times could be preserved for decades, hundreds of years, or even thousands of years.

"Aunt, I definitely trust our family. How about this, you take me to see those things, and if they are suitable, I will clear them out for you."

"what?"

Aunt Zhao didn't seem to expect such a good thing to happen, but she hesitated: "Girl, why don't you ask your parents to discuss this matter?"

She remembered that this girl used to be very timid, but now she has become much more cheerful.

Zhou Lingling waved her hand: "No need, I can make the decision on this matter. If you don't believe me, why don't you ask your uncle and the others?"

Aunt Zhao turned her gaze to her husband.

The young carpenter and the old carpenter looked at each other, thinking back to the day when she and Old Lady Chen came, it was indeed she who made all the decisions...

So the old carpenter said, "Take her to see it. It doesn't matter whether she buys it or not."

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