After Jiang Lao Er left, Mrs. Jiang's tears fell down, "I was crazy at the time. As soon as you left, I heard what Lao San said like that, and I just wanted to beat him to death to save the trouble.

Harmful to the whole family.

You say, why am I such a black-hearted person? I want to kill my own son...Old man, those people are so scary, they have knife-wielding men, and they want to rob Yao family.

I just want to beat the second roommate to death. What will I do if those people come next time?" Mrs. Jiang covered her mouth and cried very repressedly.

Old Man Jiang stepped forward and smoothed her back, "Who says it's not scary? We are just honest farmers. How can we fight against powerful bullies?

However, they are the children we have finally given birth to and raised. If we can help, we will help. If we cannot help, just let them seek their own happiness.

The children have grown up, and they have made their own good and bad experiences. Now we only need to take care of ourselves.

Old lady, let's live a good life. After spending these twenty taels of silver, the doctor said I can live for a few more years. I still do carpentry, and the money I earn from now on will only be spent on you.

I will buy you meat to eat, clothes to wear, and hairpins to wear. What I lacked for you when I was young, I will slowly make up for you now, tell me, okay?"

I have to say that Old Man Jiang’s thinking is very avant-garde. If his descendants don’t obey the discipline? Then you can go there yourself, he won’t serve you anymore.

"Hmm...ok...but I think you are very nice to your second wife, why did you let him kill the chickens? I have only raised them for half a year, and they have less than three kilograms of meat. What a pity." Mrs. Jiang has been saving her whole life, but she is still very happy.

I can't stand this kind of thing.

"What are you worried about? The second wife can make a lot of money. No, it should be said that Changan is very capable. She will find a way.

From now on, when the second home becomes prosperous, we can just rely on it and enjoy the blessings, and don’t worry about the rest." I have been pretending to be ignorant since I was a child, just waiting for the opportunity of the assessment to flourish.

After years of enduring humiliation and being laughed at by others, I successfully avoided countless traps and frame-ups.

Otherwise, it is not certain whether we will be able to grow up safely. The eldest brother Fang is watching covetously, and there are other competitors secretly watching. Wow, it’s scary to think about it.

Therefore, the second brother does not have this kind of mentality and courage, and it should be taught by his daughter-in-law who is secretive.

"Why do you always talk about her abilities? She is just a girl..." But beating someone hurts a bit. Mrs. Jiang has been beaten before and she really doesn't like Jiang Changan anymore.

"What do you know? She made dozens of taels in the county last night and paid for my treatment without saying a word. In fact, the real debt we owe is only five taels.

There are not many people who are capable and conscientious. If you have a big or third-bedroom apartment, you will definitely not be willing to go into debt to treat us. So, old woman, please don’t trouble her again in the future, so as not to chill the child."<

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Old Man Jiang revealed the secret to Old Mrs. Jiang sincerely.

Mrs. Jiang took a breath and couldn't believe what she heard, "Ten taels? How did she earn it?" How could a seven-year-old girl make tens of taels? It couldn't be stealing.

Right?

"I can't tell you this. Anyway, I learned the skill of not stealing or robbing from Mr. Song." You can't let the old lady know about playing in the casino.

"Is Mr. Song really that powerful?" He himself doesn't look rich.

"That old man has always been mysterious. His teaching methods are different from ordinary private schools. His tuition fees are low and he is still doing it without making any money. Who knows where he comes from? What does he want to do? Anyway, he is good to us in Chang'an.

Just be good."

Two old people were muttering in the main room.

As for Jiang Changan, Yao has already taken the test of boiling water and killing chickens.

"Mom, do you want to make chicken stuffed with potatoes?"

Yao was boiling water while scraping the sweet potatoes and potato skins.

"No, I will steam sorghum and sweet potato rice later, and also steam some potatoes and add salt to serve as vegetables, but the chicken must be cooked in soup, otherwise the meat will be too small and not enough. It would be good to drink more chicken soup."

A very perfect match.

"Pfft, your mother lied to you. Her cooking skills are limited to cooking, stewing, and stewing. She can't stir-fry." Jiang Laoer was amused. Some people are born with no talent for cooking and can't learn it no matter how hard they learn it.

Mr. Yao cannot learn this kind of thing, and he has made Mrs. Jiang very angry over the years. Even Mr. Jiang, who is lazy, is better at cooking than Mr. Yao.

Mrs. Yao instantly blushed when her husband said, "Mom is indeed not very good at cooking, but I am a pretty good girl." She is the kind who can embroider and sell for money.

But Yao never dared to show off his true embroidery skills, for fear of getting into trouble. With their ordinary status, anything that is too outstanding is not a good thing.

"Neither can I." Jiang Changan said with a bitter look on her face. She was able to pass dozens of certificates in her previous life, but she couldn't learn cooking skills. She was ashamed.

"It's okay. Ling'er can just do what he is good at. In the future, he can just find a husband who can cook." Although, he can't cook either.

What should I do? No one in their second room can cook, will they all eat pig food from now on?

"Oh, then I will do what I am good at now." The family is lacking everything, and Jiang Changan cannot sit still and wait for death.

"Sister, what do you want to do? I'm here to help you." As soon as Jiang Changan heard that something was wrong, Jiang Jiabao's eyes immediately became bright, and he quickly stopped what he was doing and ran over.

"Don't we have bowls at home? I plan to burn a few." Jiang Changan used to be dull and would often break bowls, so only one person in the second room was given a bowl, and there were no plates to hold vegetables or cups for drinking water.

The bamboo tube also has a musty smell.

There is no kettle, and farmers rarely boil water for drinking. They either drink cold water or rice soup.

Therefore, what Jiang Changan wants to boil the most is actually a kettle.

"You can also make ceramics?!" Everyone was surprised.

"I've seen it in one of Mr. Song's journals, but I've never burned it before. I don't know if it can be successful, but I have to give it a try and save money." But their family has no money now.

"Oh, go ahead. We'll call you after dinner, but remember to be subtle and don't let others see it." You can't reveal your wealth, and your skills are even worse. Now their family can't keep anything too eye-catching.<

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Mr. Yao warned patiently.

"I know mom, dad, let's go."

Jiang Changan went to his parents' room, took a hoe, a woodcutter, and flint, and walked toward the backyard.

"Sister, where are you going to make it?" Only three things can make a bowl? Jiang Jiabao looked confused.

"We went to the foot of the mountain to dig clay and came back to the backyard to bake it."

The Jiang family's backyard is a wasteland containing a lot of sand and gravel. There is no human habitation even to the foot of the mountain, but there is a deep mountain spring flowing through it, which is the main source of water for the village on the mountain.

After looking at the terrain for a while, Jiang Changan felt that it was suitable. Once he got closer, he would use the system to scan the clay composition to determine whether it was suitable.

"What kind of soil do you want?" You have to go to the foot of the mountain to find it? Isn't soil everywhere?

"I want the gray clay from the river. Brother, you can go into the water and dig more later. I want to make bowls, plates, cups and teapots, medicine jars, basins, pots..."

Calculating it this way, there are quite a few things you must have.

But she couldn't burn a lot at once, because she didn't have a kiln, and there was no firewood, and the hardware and equipment couldn't keep up. There was really no way.

And if there are too many things, it’s easy to expose the secret...
Chapter completed!