Chapter 29

Lin Liangchen answered, "How about that?"

Isn't that why she took advantage of Aunt Sun?

"What's wrong, let's just settle it." Aunt Sun smiled, seeing Lin Liangchen's hesitation, she grabbed her hand and said, "It's done, don't worry about me, Aunt, anyway, I'm free. I have nothing to do, and I can earn some pocket money.”

Lin Liangchen hesitated for a long time before agreeing.

Remembering that I didn't have glutinous rice at home, I asked Aunt Sun. Aunt Sun said, "We have this glutinous rice. How much do you want, my aunt can get it for you?"

To make glutinous rice balls, of course, glutinous rice can't be missing...

"About ten pounds, by the way, is Uncle Fang free?" Lin Liangchen asked.

"What's wrong?" Aunt Sun turned around.

"I want him to help grind the glutinous rice into powder—" Lin Liangchen said embarrassedly.

They don't have graphite at home, so they can only trouble Aunt Sun together.

"It's okay, just wrap it on my body, and when it's finished, I'll send it to you, ah—"

"Well, thank you aunt. After selling the dumplings, I will give you the glutinous rice money."

Aunt Sun smiled and said yes, and after thanking him again, Lin Liangchen took his son home, while the Zhao Jiabao brothers were still discussing whether it would make money to make lanterns.

Seeing Lin Liangchen coming back, Zhao Jiabao stood up immediately, "You're back?"

Lin Liangchen hummed, Zhao Tianlei called Dad, and then ran to sit next to Zhao Jiafu.

"Why do you look like this? You haven't thought about what I said yet?" Lin Liangchen walked over and asked.

Zhao Jiafu nodded, his face was a little embarrassed. The fourth sister-in-law, the way to make money, told them, but they still had no clue.

"How about, Liang Chen, can you give me some advice?" Zhao Jiabao asked tentatively.

Lin Liangchen frowned, she said everything she should say, what else is there to say now?

Zhao Jiafu also looked expectant, "What advice do you want me to give? Can't you make paper lanterns? Or—"

"I can make lanterns,

It's just that we haven't figured out what to do. "Zhao Jiabao thought about it.

Lin Liangchen was speechless, this is not a big deal. "Then you can just watch and do it. The more beautiful and novel, the better."

Didn't the ancients like this trick?

"Anyway, I've already told you how to make money. It's up to you to make money."

It's good to have something to say. The master leads the door, and the practice is personal. She can't do this lantern. Besides, she has other things to do. She hasn't made the stuffing for the dumplings, how can she have the time to gossip?

Zhao Jiabao let out a disappointed sigh, and then started mumbling with Zhao Jiafu.

Lin Liangchen, who had just walked to the door, turned around and said, "You may divide your labor and cooperate faster. The day after tomorrow is the Lantern Festival, and the time is very tight."

Zhao Jiabao nodded again and again and said he understood.

After Lin Liangchen left, Zhao Jiafu and Zhao Jiabao murmured for a long time. Zhao Tianlei, who was sitting on the side and listening for a while, suddenly looked at Zhao Jiabao and said, "Dad, I want a rabbit lamp—"

"Really? Dad will do it for you, okay?" Zhao Jiabao agreed.

Zhao Tianlei snorted, and then laughed happily. Zhao Jiabao felt suddenly enlightened by that happy appearance, and rubbed his head intimately, feeling the excitement of this son.

Secret thought: Isn't it difficult to be intimate with your son?

As soon as Zhao Jiabao was in a happy mood, his mind became more flexible. After a few words with Zhao Jiafu, the two settled the matter and went to work separately.

On the fourteenth day, just after breakfast, Aunt Sun came over and carried the glutinous rice flour that Lin Liangchen asked for.

"Auntie, how hard is it for you to memorize this alone? Why didn't you tell me to go." Seeing Aunt Sun working so hard, Lin Liangchen felt quite uncomfortable and felt a little sorry.

It was originally her business, and she was so troublesome to Aunt Sun.

"Cough, it's not too heavy, what are you doing?" Seeing that Lin Liangchen cared so much about herself, Sister-in-law Sun felt warm in her heart and said with a grin.

"But--"

"Don't be so, I'm fine. Besides, I'm so old that I can't be idle if I don't do some work. By the way, where is this thing?" Aunt Sun hurriedly changed the topic.

"Oh, give it to me, I'll let it go." Lin Liangchen also reacted at this moment.

Putting away the glutinous rice flour, Lin Liangchen and Aunt Sun talked about making dumplings. After a while, the two of them got busy. Making dumplings is different from Yuanxiao. Tangyuan is a southern term, and Lantern Festival is a northern term. , These two kinds of things have their own characteristics, and what Lin Liangchen makes is the glutinous rice balls that later generations often eat.

Aunt Sun and Lin Liangchen were busy, and suddenly Aunt Sun thought of something and said to Lin Liangchen, "Liangchen, when will we sell these dumplings tomorrow?"

Lin Liangchen thought for a while and said, "Let's go to the town to sell it tomorrow morning, and then go to sell it again in the evening. After we sell it, we'll call it a day. What does Auntie think?"

"No problem, just listen to you, by the way, Xiaolei-"

"I guess I'll have to trouble Uncle Fang to help me take-"

Before Lin Liangchen finished speaking, Zhao Tianlei said loudly, "No, mother, I want to go together—"

That little face was bulging, very cute.

It's a pity that Lin Liangchen didn't agree. "That's not good. There are many people tomorrow. If your mother and grandma can't take care of you, what should you do? Just stay at home—"

It's not that Lin Liangchen won't let her go, there will definitely be a lot of people tomorrow. What if someone like a kidnapper kidnaps her son?

Therefore, Lin Liangchen resolutely refused.

Aunt Sun glanced at Zhao Tianlei and said with a smile, "Xiao Lei, listen to your mother and stay at home with Grandpa Fang."

Zhao Tianlei pouted his little mouth, looked at Lin Liangchen angrily, turned his little head for a long time, and said to Lin Liangchen: "Mother, if you don't let me go, I will sell lanterns with my father and fourth uncle— "

The little guy seemed to have made a very important decision, and after he finished speaking, he ran out.

"Xiao Lei—" Lin Liangchen was speechless, and secretly said: This son is also true, and he doesn't even listen to her.

Seeing this, Aunt Sun laughed cheerfully, "This little Lei is really a ghost, how old is he, so that's all for this idea."

Not to mention it's okay, but to say that Lin Liangchen has a severe headache, to put it bluntly, this son is really spoiled by her.

"Auntie, don't praise him, lest Xiaolei hear that he will fly to the sky."

"Ha ha--"

Here, Zhao Tianlei ran to where Zhao Jiabao was, and said to him with a stubborn expression: "Dad, I will also go with me to sell lanterns tomorrow."

"You little boy, what are you going to do with me? If you don't go, Dad made a lamp for you, and you play at home, ah—good—" Zhao Jiabao also freed one hand and rubbed his son's head.

"Father—I want to go—" Zhao Tianlei looked at Zhao Jiabao tearfully, looking pitifully like an abandoned puppy.

In the end, Zhao Jiabao couldn't bear it anymore, "That's it, Dad will take you there, but don't make trouble then, do you hear—"

"Well, I see." Zhao Tianlei fondly stroked the corner of his lips, his eyes wickedly smiling.

Mother didn't let him go, he and father together - rs! ~! ()