MTL - A Cannon Fodder Female Partner To Raise a Cub In The Era Novel

Chapter 39 Carpentry

Jiang Xiaoxin covered his painful head and slowed down angrily and fell behind.

 He was beaten a lot today and felt sorry for himself.

 Xu Gairong taught Jiang Xiaoxin a lesson, and then continued to talk to Li Jing: "When I get back, I'll ask whose hens are laying the nest first. If it doesn't work, I can only do artificial incubation. You can borrow the incubator from the production team."

Jiang Xiaoxin really couldn't live in peace. He was hiding just now, but now he said anxiously from behind: "Grandma Xu, whether our family can raise chickens depends entirely on you!"

Xu Gairong couldn't help laughing and scolding again: "You are everywhere, you brat!"

Approaching the simple thatched house, Xu Gairong saw that a lot of things had been added to this dilapidated place, including wooden basins, wooden barrels, water ladles, chopping boards, and all wooden products.

Xu Gairong didn't notice the wooden basin holding the beggar's chicken before. All his attention was attracted by the pheasant.

At this moment, her wrinkled old eyes deepened. She stepped forward, picked up the wooden basin and touched the edge. It was smooth and delicate, and the wooden boards were perfectly spliced ​​together.

She could tell at a glance that the wooden basin was very well made and did not leak.

 Looking at the other wood products, they are all exquisite.

 Xu Gairong couldn't help but open his mouth.

This time, before she could ask, Jiang Xiaoxin couldn't wait to show off to her.

 “These things were all made by me later...Grandma Xu, how is it? Isn’t it great?”

Although Jiang Xiaoxin has just seen that he has done so many things, it does not stop him from being proud.

 Xu Gairong could no longer care about Jiang Xiaoxin calling her mother "she" rudely. She was surprised when Jiang Xiaoxin said that Li Jing did it.

"Your father, Old Man Li, passed on his carpentry skills to you? No, it's impossible. I still know what Old Man Li is like. It's impossible to pass on the ancestral skills to your daughter. Besides, your father's skills may not be that good. !”

"Li Jing's" family is a carpenter, and the craft is passed down from ancestors. However, as Xu Gairong said, "Li Jing's" father taught her brother's craft, and "Li Jing" has never learned this kind of man's work.

Li Jing blinked and joked, "Dad didn't tell me, I just watched what dad did!"

　　Xu Gairong: "..." 　　　You can do so well just by looking at it?

If Old Man Li knew that his daughter had secretly learned a craft that surpassed him, would he hang himself in shame?

She smiled and sighed, "Your father, it's time to wash his hands in the golden basin!"

With that said, she put down the wooden basin, "You can make two for me when you have time, don't worry, girl, I won't let you work in vain."

Li Jing carefully thought about the way and tone of "Li Jing"'s usual speech, then she pursed her lips and smiled and said: "Auntie, what are you talking about? Doing these is a casual thing, not worthy of anything. Besides, you have helped our family so much." , I don’t even know how to repay you?”

Xu Gairong waved his hand, "Let's not talk about this. Let's go see the eggs first. Where are they?"

 “Put it under the quilt, I’ll get it, I’ll get it!”

Jiang Xiaoxin ran to the thatched house in a hurry, fearing that someone would do the same thing as him.

However, as soon as he entered the thatched house, he was shocked.

 Brand-new tables, chairs, cabinets and beds fill up the space in the thatched house.

 Jiang Xiaoxin pinched his face hard. It hurt. He was not dreaming.

He and his brother have only been working for a long time, and their stepmother has actually made so many things. Isn’t she too awesome?

Jiang Xiaoxin barely suppressed his shock and excitement, avoided the newly built homes, and walked to the bed.

Jiang Xiaoya had slept on the bedside before, with the quilt pulled high, and the wild eggs were placed at the end of the bed, wrapped tightly in the quilt.

Jiang Xiaoxin bent down and carried the pheasant eggs wrapped in the quilt. Just as he was about to lift them up, he heard an obvious "chicking" sound. His hands shook in fright and he almost threw away the things in his hands.

 (End of this chapter)