Eighty-year-old hot wife gets rich by beating others

But in a short period of time, with Wang Ya's cooperation, these rocks at the foot of the mountain turned into a beautiful landscape.

As for the folks who pestered Lin Manfu for wall paintings, they all got Lin Manfu's response.

"Folks, don't follow me. The wall painting can't be done for the time being, and I can't climb high. Wait a moment, let me think about how to arrange it."

Lin Manfu reluctantly persuaded everyone to make some wider streets and alleys when he first started painting the walls.

The alleys that were not selected at that time were probably because the alleys were too narrow and short, and I felt that there was no need to waste energy.

But now that the folks are insisting, Lin Manfu has not been idle, and has searched in Space Supermarket, but has not found fake flower strips and flower vines.

I don't know if there is such a thing in this era, anyway, she has never seen it so far.

"Hey, this plastic is pretty good." Lin Manfu had no idea for a while, wandering around in the yard, saw Father Han sorting out the waste at home, and saw a plastic pot among the waste at a glance.

Generally, the soy sauce and vinegar in the family are weighed in bulk. When the plastic pot is worn out, it will be replaced.

Father Han's plastic jug was filled with waste engine oil from motorcycles, and it couldn't be cleaned properly, so he decided to sell the waste and dispose of it.

She had a great idea because of these plastic pots.Enter the space immediately, and find the drink bottle that she and Han Zhoucheng finished drinking from the corner.

Some bottles are transparent, Sprite bottles are green, and some are frosted. Anyway, they are all plastic and can be used.

Immediately, she cut off the packaging bags on the bottles with a knife, and took these bottles to the villagers who asked for wall painting.

"Everyone in your alley has to cut it into plastic sheets of this shape. When the time comes, we will fix them together and make fake flowers flying in the wind."

Lin Manfu gave the samples she made to several villagers, and took the remaining bottle to another alley to gather the villagers here.

"You cut the bottle into a small windmill, and fix it here with nails. You guys go to fix the arc on the wall, and then hang these windmills up."

Whether it's fake flowers or windmills, you need to use paint to paint a dreamy color afterwards, so that it can be beautiful when it is flying in the wind.

After that, she will give these folks a few light strips. During the daytime, no lights are needed, and the light strips are turned on after dark. The picture is simply too beautiful.

In addition to these two alleys, there are many short and narrow alleys.Lin Manfu let them work together to put on airs.

Thin willow branches are hung in some alleys, and sequins are fixed on the willow branches, so that no matter day or night, as long as there is light, it can reflect light.

The shelf fixed above the alley can be put away when it is cloudy and rainy, so that it can be reused, which is not bad.

There was also a Duan Lane with only two families on the opposite side. Lin Manfu didn't ask them to prepare anything, but asked someone to make a blackboard on the wall of the Duan Lane.

At that time, colored chalks and blackboard erasers will be prepared next to it, and tourists can write their ideals on them and use them as a background to take pictures as souvenirs.

You can even write down what you want to say to some people on it, express your heart in the dense handwriting, and send the photos taken in this way to that person.

If he or she can see the words that cannot be said in person in the background of the photo, it will prove that she or he loves you very much, and will find out the words she or he wants to see among so many handwritings.
Although the design of this broken alley is very simple, the villagers think it is not amazing at all, but Lin Manfu absolutely believes that this alley should become a place for all tourists to commemorate.

During these three days, Lin Manfu helped the village with the final preparations.

Before going to the county seat, the villagers gathered at the entrance of the village spontaneously to send Lin Manfu and Hanzhoucheng away.

"Folks, we have made all the preparations. After tourists enter the village, it depends on our quality. I hope everyone can be cautious in words and deeds, and don't let all of our efforts be ruined."

Lin Manfu stood in front of the Daihatsu, waved her hand, and not forgetting those disgusting people, she cleared her throat and shouted, "Aunt Yunxia, ​​I'll bring you Xiezi's money when I come back next time."

After speaking, under the puzzled eyes of Du Hong and others, she took the Daihatsu and left.

People from the Lu family, the Du family, and the Feng family stopped Yunxia, ​​and asked carefully about the situation.

They all smothered the scorpion or threw it away because they couldn't sell it and didn't want to keep it bad.

Yunxia also raised scorpions back then, so why did Lin Manfu sell scorpions for her?

"My house is old and damp, and there are always some scorpions. The scorpions I picked up before were given to Lanfen's sister-in-law. Later, Manman asked me to save more scorpions and raise more. My scorpions were never sold to Yang Ying.

Manman helps us in our most difficult time, even if we don't earn a dime, it won't hurt Manman's heart. "

Yunxia snorted, and looked at these people with different expressions in front of her with contempt.

She picked up the scorpions they suffocated and the scorpions they threw away, and cleaned and dried the scorpions according to Mother Lin's method.

Mother Lin didn't want to mess with scorpions during Lin Manfu's pregnancy, after all scorpions are living things.

So I gave her this opportunity to make money, and she will never forget this kindness.

At this time, Lu Daming and the others were complaining incessantly, and only then did they realize how wrong they were.

It's a pity that Lin Manfu will never give them another chance in the future.

After the embroidery class started, a total of [-] students signed up.There were ten more people than before, so Hanzhou City had to buy a few bunk beds from the furniture factory, otherwise the dormitory would not be able to accommodate them.

The desk was borrowed from Xu Xiangyuan's remedial class, and it was enough.

As for the students' three meals a day, they originally wanted Mother Lin to come and cook.However, there are still workers and two younger sisters in the family, so there is no need for Mother Lin to bother.

Lin Manfu hired Fei Chao Niang Mada Niang to cook for the students.

"Tattoo embroidery is a new industry, and the market is blank. As long as your skills pass the test, you won't have to change jobs in the next few decades.

But there is one thing I want to remind you, no matter how big the business is or how influential it is, you should not be proud, and always keep a learning heart, otherwise you will still be eliminated by the development of the times. "

Before the class started, Lin Manfu repeatedly told these students.It's not that they are afraid that they will learn the craft and starve the master to death.

But in later generations, there are many shops that have been doing tattoos for 20 years, and they will be replaced by latecomers.

It is precisely because they rely on their previous achievements to stand still and do not know how to learn new technologies to keep up with the pace of the times, so it is normal for them to be replaced.