Tingting twisted her little butt and climbed onto Gu Xinran's lap and sat down. "Sister, the little heroine wants a beautiful mask right now. I will definitely practice hard. Brother Lingyun agreed to be my teacher."

Gu Xinran tapped her little nose and said, "You were so scared and hiding before, how come you're my brother now? I'll make the mask for you when I'm free."

The little cutie pouted, "I'm not scared at all. My two brothers are so impressive. The storybooks that Xiaolan reads, the ones wearing masks are all heroes."

I don’t know what story Xiaolan, the storyteller, told the cute kid recently, but it turned out to be a blessing in disguise, as it helped Tingting get rid of her psychological trauma.

Xuanxuan said with sparkling eyes: "Sister, I want a mask too."

He glanced at the one on Tingting's face, shook his head in disgust, and added, "This kind of black is not good."

It's rare for my brother and sister-in-law to like something, so of course I want to satisfy them. The Monkey King's mask flashed before my eyes, "Okay, I'll make you a Monkey King mask."

"What is a monkey..."

Seeing that everyone was there, Mother Gu interrupted their conversation, carried Tingting to her special chair, and officially started the meal.

The Gu family has no rules about not talking while eating or sleeping, so the food couldn't shut Tingting's mouth.

She then asked, "Sister, what is the Monkey King?"

Xuanxuan also cast a curious look.

Gu Xinran couldn't refuse the cute kid, so she told the story of Sun Wukong making trouble in Heaven at the dinner table.

The dinner ended warmly with the story. The Gu family couldn't stop listening, and Xiaolan and others who were waiting on the side also listened with great interest.

This story is more interesting than the ones they often read about: the down-and-out scholar or the chivalrous hero.

Xuanxuan asked first: "What happened next?"

Everyone's expectant eyes fell on her.

Gu Xinran thought that there was still a lot of things to do and the story could not be finished in a short time.

Touching Xuanxuan Tingting's head, he smiled and said, "To be continued. As long as you behave well, I will tell you a story every day, starting from when it was born."

The cute kid nodded, and everyone dispersed after receiving a satisfactory answer.

Gu Xinran came to the warehouse and took out a thousand kilograms of white refined rice and a thousand kilograms of gray flour with husks.

Oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, sugar, vegetables, fruits, bacon, fresh meat, household tools, cloth, cotton... a lot of things were taken out and filled the entire warehouse.

There are many people and the consumption is high.

We will be sending people to the farm tomorrow, and we need to put the grain, oil, salt and other daily necessities into the ox cart in advance.

Looking at the six horses, two mules and a cow in the stable, Gu Xinran was very happy.

But on second thought, horses seem a bit too many. Two would be enough. Oxen are still the most useful for plowing the fields on the farm. Tomorrow I'll sell the four horses and exchange them for a few more oxen, and send them all to the farm.

Mules are not good for plowing the fields, but I developed feelings for them while fleeing the famine and couldn't bear to part with them.

Gu Xinran touched their heads, and the two mules wagged their tails at her.

Keep it, the more transportation the better.

Speaking of transportation, Gu Xinran thought of the carriages and carts that had been put away on Yunhua Mountain. It was time for them to make a comeback with a new look.

After coming to Jinzhou, we bought several carriages, but none of them were as good as the multifunctional carriages given by Duan Yunchi. After painting them, they became new carriages again.

Gu Xinran checked again and returned to her room after making sure everything she had brought to the farm was correct.

Bolt the door into the space.

With a thought, all the carriages and carts were lined up by the pond. More than forty dirty cars lined up together, which was quite spectacular.

With another thought, the water in the pond began to automatically wash the carriage and cart, and after a moment their original appearance was revealed.

Next, I found the paint I had collected from Duan's house in Dafeng County. What I had thought was useless at the time actually came in handy now. The good habit of plucking feathers from passing geese must be preserved.

After a fierce operation, except for their own carriage which was painted with tung oil and looked normal, all other carriages and carts became colorful.

The original intention was to cover up their true appearance, but later it became graffiti unknowingly.

I started drawing the cartoon characters from my distant memories, such as Pleasant Goat, Pig Man, and Big Bear...

Not to mention it looks quite realistic, full of childlike fun, and a thousand times better than the badge I carefully designed this afternoon.

Or maybe a cartoon avatar for the badge? A lucky pig would be nice...

After more than half an hour of hard work, the happy graffiti was finished. With a sudden thought, I moved the carriage and the cart to the planting space. They could dry here and be taken out for use tomorrow.

Considering that many of them belong to the villagers of Qingshan Village, I have to find an opportunity to give one to each family.

These things don't cost much money to buy outside, but we should always make the best use of them and waste is shameful.

After finishing, she was covered in paint. Fortunately, before starting, she wore a piece of tattered clothes she had worn when fleeing from famine as work clothes.

After taking off the overalls, I still smelled of paint, so I decided to take a beauty bath.

Gu Xinran, dressed in a refreshing outfit, took out the beautiful clothes and jewelry sent by Xiao Mingzhan and prepared to dress up.

It has been more than half a year since I came here, and I have never been as relaxed as tonight. I have the leisure time to graffiti and dress up.

She tied her hair into a simple bun, inserted an elegant little pearl hairpin, found a goose yellow skirt embroidered with plum blossoms, and put on light-colored embroidered shoes.

Sitting in front of the dressing table, looking at the fair and rosy face in the mirror, the bright and clear big eyes, the high nose bridge, the slightly upturned nose tip, the moist and tender red lips...

Who is such a good-looking person? Gu Xinran was intoxicated by her own beauty. Even without makeup, her face was delicate, gentle and charming. Xiao Mingzhan was really lucky.

She stood up and turned around. Against the backdrop of her goose yellow skirt, she looked more beautiful than a flower.

Gu Xinran, in a good mood, came to the study, sat at the desk, and continued to perfect her plan to make money.

After some modifications, the winery shop adopts a simple and noble style. The entrance is opened as wide as possible. The main color is dark red, with golden peony patterns. In the middle is a huge characteristic wine vat. Against the wall are various display cabinets and display tables, and the cashier is located on the right side of the door.

Gu Xinran was so immersed in the design that she didn't notice that Xiao Mingzhan had been standing behind her for a while.

When she finished drawing, put down her charcoal pencil and stretched, she realized that there was an extra person there.

Xiao Mingzhan was very happy to see that she looked brand new, wearing the clothes he had given her and a suitable hairpin, and that she looked pretty and charming.

With a bright smile on his face, he praised: "Ranran, you are really extraordinary tonight, you are so beautiful and lovely!"

Gu Xinran was overjoyed. "Well, Brother Xiao is as gentle as jade and handsome as a matchless man. We are the perfect match."

Everyone loves nice words, especially when they come from the mouth of their loved one.

It doesn’t matter whether Xiao Mingzhan is handsome or not, but when Ranran says that they are a good match, that is the sound of nature.

After the mutual praise, his eyes returned to the various simple drawings spread out on the table. They were not aesthetically pleasing, but very novel.

I couldn't help but pick them up and take a closer look at them one by one. The most eye-catching thing was the various styles of bottles and jars, which were completely different from those on the market.