The sky was unusually gloomy today.

It was as if they were expressing deep sorrow for the passing of their third grandmother.

The torrential rain started in the morning and continued into the night.

The rain kept falling, splashing water droplets on the roof and the ground.

In addition to the initial fragrance of earth, the air was now filled with a misty, humid atmosphere.

The distant mountains now resemble an ink painting, serene and serene.

The third grandmother's son, daughter-in-law, and grandson rushed back as soon as they received the news.

When they returned, their eyes were slightly red, clearly indicating that they had been crying.

When they saw Grandma San's body, they were all overcome with grief.

It is said that when the third grandmother's son knelt in front of the bed, he cried and regretted it.

He regretted not bringing his third grandmother to live with him sooner.

He also regretted that as a son, he had never shown enough care for his third grandmother.

Sometimes, it's only when you truly lose something that you feel powerless and helpless.

But no matter how sad it is, the person is gone.

The rain continued on and off for three days.

On the third day, the wind picked up.

Lin Anshu had to wear an extra coat when she went out.

Mr. and Mrs. Lin even took out their thermal underwear and started wearing them.

Seeing that Lin Anshu wasn't dressed too warmly, her mother kept reminding her to wear thermal underwear so she wouldn't catch a cold.

Lin Anshu simply nodded frantically at this.

Actually, she was fine and didn't feel too cold.

But there's a kind of coldness called "my mom thinks I'm so cold."

Lin Anshu not only wasn't impatient with this kind of care, but actually felt warm inside.

On the fourth day, the sky finally cleared up.

The sky after the rain seemed to have been cleansed by nature, a deep, clear blue.

Even the white clouds dotting the sky look more adorable.

The family of the third grandmother had already set up a shed, and with the help of relatives, friends, and villagers, they were busy but orderly carrying out the funeral arrangements.

According to the customs of Lin Anshu's family.

Burial is permissible as long as the person does not die in a hospital.

The burial period is between three and seven days.

During this period, various memorial services will be held in accordance with their local customs and traditions.

Mr. Lin was then asked to help.

After the live stream ended that day, Lin Anshu's number of followers had already increased to 63,000.

People who wanted to buy the editor-in-chief's handicrafts left messages for her in the background, urging her to start working on them as soon as possible.

Lin Anshu sent out the three bamboo globes the day after her father finished weaving them.

On the third day, Lin's father's Taobao shop, "Lin's Bamboo Weaving Shop," also listed several handicrafts he had woven himself.

There are bamboo hats (straw hats), storage baskets, wicker baskets, and small grasshoppers, cicadas, turtles, crabs, ladybugs, etc.

Only one of each of the first two items was put on the shelves, three of the baskets were put on the shelves, and five to ten of the smaller items were put on the shelves.

Even this was something that Lin's father painstakingly wrote, working overtime to create.

The quantity is limited, and the price isn't too expensive.

The straw hat is priced at 89, the storage basket at 119, the wicker basket at 109, and the grasshoppers at 19.9.

These prices include shipping.

As for the courier service, Lin Anshu doesn't plan to use Black Wind because it's just too expensive.

After comparing, researching, negotiating, and selecting, she finally settled on Fang Tongjia.

Fangtongjia's service attitude is acceptable, the price is reasonable, the logistics speed is not too slow, and most importantly, they can pick up the package from your door.

Moreover, there are discounts for sending and receiving packages.

After agreeing on the courier service and signing the contract, Fangtong's courier, Zhou Quan, arranged a time for Lin Anshu to pick up the package.

From the official opening of Mr. Lin's Taobao store to the listing of items, and then to all the items being sold out, it only took three days in total.

He was incredibly nervous when the items were first put on the shelves.

Sitting in front of his computer, he was so excited when someone came into the store to ask about something that he couldn't even type properly.

In the end, we had to bring Lin Anshu over to work as a customer service representative, which perfectly solved the problems with online Q&A and communication.

He was stunned when he saw that the items he put on the shelves had sold out in no time.

"An'an, is this a dream?"

"Logically speaking, what kind of things can't you buy in this society nowadays?"

"There are ridiculously many similar bamboo woven products on TaoTao.com alone."

"And the price is also more favorable than mine."

"How come my creations sell so easily?"

Hearing this, Lin Anshu couldn't help but find it somewhat amusing.

Then she answered in a very serious manner.

"Dad, do you lack confidence in your skills?"

"There are indeed many things online, and the prices vary greatly."

"But the principle is the same: good things are never cheap."

"These things you hung up were all handmade, and the quality is top-notch."

"Unlike others, most of the cheaper items are machine-made."

"The quality of that is definitely not as good as yours."

"Besides, you've done live streams of bamboo weaving, so everyone knows you have that skill."

"They were all attracted by your handmade knitting."

"If you ask me, the scene that should happen is that everything is sold out."

"Dad, have confidence. With your abilities, you can create even more miracles."

After Lin Anshu poured him a bowl of chicken soup, Lin's father immediately felt full of energy.

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