Traveling through books: Traveling through time with a golden finger to become a soft rice man

The workers who built the house for the Yang family had chicken or duck to eat every meal, and their treatment was much better than that of other families. The workers were full and strong enough to work. They gathered enough strength one by one, and finally put the two of them together before it started to snow. A large blue brick house with tiles entering the courtyard was built.

Since the new houses here do not contain formaldehyde, you can live in them directly after they are built and ventilated.

Yang Yuanzu ordered a lot of furniture from Boss Mu early in the morning. Of course, the order fee was deducted from the commission.

In order to facilitate his life, he ordered a lot of modern furniture from Boss Mu. Seeing that the furniture was useful, Boss Mu also made some and sold them in the store.

What surprised Yang Yuanzu was that the income from these furniture shares almost caught up with the four treasures of the farm family.

After the new house was repaired, there were more rooms.

Before, Yang Huahua and Xiao Fan shared a room, but now they could share a room. The two happily moved things home and decorated the new room all day long.

As the Chinese New Year was approaching, Yang Yuanzu accompanied Lin Ting'an on the street to do shopping. Since they opened a textile factory this year, their family would have a New Year's dinner for the workers this year, and they would also give out New Year's benefits at the banquet.

The two also made an appointment for a team of chefs to host the banquet in the county. When the time comes, there will be too many people eating at home and they will be too busy.

Because of the new house and textile factory, the Yang family’s Chinese New Year this year is even more lively than last year.

Yang Yuanzu still posted Spring Festival couplets on the door. Some people in the village saw that the Yang family's life was getting better and better after posting Spring Festival couplets, and they also followed the Yang family's example and posted them.

But many of them couldn't write, so they bought red paper and found Yang Yuanzu and asked him to help write some auspicious words.

Lin Ting'an would get excited every time he passed the Spring Festival couplets in front of his house, because Yang Yuanzu held his hand and wrote the couplets together.

Looking at Yang Yuanzu who was surrounded by people writing Spring Festival couplets in the pavilion, Lin Ting'an smiled with pride on his face.

Such a good husband is his!

After Yang Yuanzu finished his work, he and Lin Ting'an went out together.

Their year-end banquet is scheduled for tomorrow, and today they are going to invite the pig butcher in the village to come and kill the pig tomorrow.

The two are now a model couple in the village, and people greet them wherever they go, which is completely opposite to the way they used to be avoided.

When they arrived at the door of the pig butcher's house, Yang Yuanzu shouted: "Is Master Zhu here?"

"exist!"

As soon as the words fell, a replying voice came from the courtyard.

Yang Yuanzu walked in with Lin Ting'an. Master Zhu was lying on the rocking chair, drinking wine and eating peanuts.

Seeing the two people arriving, Master Zhu sat up and asked, "Are you going to kill the pig again?"

"Well, I need it tomorrow." Yang Yuanzu replied.

"I know, do you want a drink?" Master Zhu invited directly.

The demand for pork at the Yang family's Baiwei stall is very high, so Master Zhu comes to kill pigs every now and then. Therefore, he and the Yang family are considered old acquaintances.

Lin Ting'an looked at Yang Yuanzu when he heard that he was drinking. He didn't want Yang Yuanzu to drink.

The alcohol content in ancient times was not high, and people who drank it regularly would not get drunk easily after just a few sips, just like Master Zhu.

Occasional drinkers get drunk after just one or two sips, like Yang Yuanzu.

Yang Yuanzu was a little greedy and wanted to have a taste, but when his wife looked at him, Yang Yuanzu decisively refused. Who told him to pamper his wife?

The two of them walked out of Master Zhu's yard hand in hand. Lin Ting'an said, "Drinking is not good." Then he realized that he was being too lenient, so he said redeemingly, "Actually, it doesn't matter if you drink a little."

Yang Yuanzu nodded and echoed Lin Ting'an's previous words: "Drinking is not good."

Lin Ting'an changed her words after hearing this: "Uncle Yang Shi will beat his husband when he is drunk."

Uncle Yang Shi lives in their south village. Most of the people living in this group have the surname Yang. Yang Shi is a neighbor of Uncle Yang's family, and Uncle Yang is a neighbor of their family.

There are many people with the surname Yang in their circle. Except for Yang Yuanzu, who calls the person next door Uncle Yang, everyone else is called directly by adding an uncle to the end of their name, or for older people, adding the character "ye".

Everyone lives relatively close to each other, so they are somewhat aware of what is going on in their neighbors' homes.

Uncle Yang Shi is usually fine when he doesn't drink, and he treats his husband well, but something is wrong when he drinks, and he becomes even more violent when he is drunk.

Therefore, people in the village generally don't call Uncle Yang Shi when they drink.

Uncle Yang Shi likes to drink, but he can't find anyone to drink with him, so he doesn't drink much. Unless he can't help it, he will take a few sips. After two sips, he will keep drinking, and no one can persuade him to stop it. .

Whenever this happens, it is his husband who suffers.

Yang Yuanzu felt that Uncle Yang Shi probably had a violent personality in his heart, which would be released as soon as he drank.

Lin Ting'an walked in front. Yang Yuanzu looked at the golden hairpin on Lin Ting'an's head and suddenly remembered that he bought Lin Ting'an a New Year's gift. He originally planned to give it to Lin Ting'an before going out today, but he was asked to write couplets at his door. People were delayed.

Thinking about it, he held his wife's hand and wrote the couplet, the atmosphere was in place, and he was about to take out the gifts, but a group of villagers came to the door with red paper in a lively manner.

He just took out the gift and put it back embarrassedly.

Yang Yuanzu took two quick steps to catch up with Lin Ting'an and put his New Year's gift on Lin Ting'an's head.

Yes, he bought another gold hairpin, but this time the design of the hairpin was different from the one Lin Ting'an wore on his head.

He found that Lin Ting'an liked to wear gold hairpins the most, and gold hairpins appeared most frequently on his head.

Lin Ting'an looked at Yang Yuanzu's movements and knew that his husband had given him another hairpin, so he stood still and asked Yang Yuanzu to put the hairpin on his head properly.

As soon as Yang Yuanzu inserted the hairpin, Lin Ting'an took it off. He was curious about what style Yang Yuanzu gave him this time.

The result was just as he expected, Yang Yuanzu gave him a gold hairpin this time.

It is a pear blossom hairpin in the style of gold and jade, with white jade as the petals and emerald as the green leaves. It is more precious than the one he is wearing on his head.

Yang Yuanzu said: "The pear blossom hairpin made of only gold is too similar to the peach blossom hairpin I gave you before, so this time the hairpin is inlaid with some jade."

The hairpin inlaid with jade is exquisite and beautiful.

Lin Ting'an put the hairpin on his head again. He now wore two hairpins on his head. After thinking about it, he felt it was a bit high-profile, so he took them off.

Yang Yuanzu saw this and asked, "What's wrong? Don't you like it?"

Lin Ting'an replied: "No, I like it very much, but wearing two hairpins is too high-profile, and the hairpins are easy to break."

Yang Yuanzu understood that it was not that his wife did not like wearing jade hairpins, but that jade hairpins were too easy to break.

Although he didn't put the hairpin on his head, Lin Ting'an kept looking at the hairpin in his hand all the way back. He couldn't move his eyes away. He almost missed it several times, but Yang Yuanzu held Lin Ting'an's waist and avoided it in time. survived.

"Look at the road."

"Yes." Lin Ting'an was still staring at the pear hairpin, and then asked: "Did you do this?"

Yang Yuanzu chuckled awkwardly and replied: "No."

How could he have such skills? He just provided a design drawing.

"You are really honest."

"But I designed the style and pattern of this hairpin, and I also carefully selected the jade!"

Wife, please praise me!