The master chef had a liking for Feng Jingrou and taught her some basic weaving techniques.
Later, a movement began to advocate hardship, simplicity and self-sufficiency, and wool processing shops became rare.
Now that more than 20 years have passed, I wonder if there will be any new stores opening.
If she could really make money by knitting sweaters, then she could take care of An An and make money at the same time.
Feng Jingrou decided to go to the county town today.
Qin Ting took a bag of pancakes, a bottle of pickles and one dollar for living expenses, and limped out of the house without letting Feng Jingrou send her off.
After walking out of her mother's sight, Qin Ting turned around and walked in a road opposite to the school.
"Master Mancang, is Master Mancang home?"
Qin Ting walked to a low adobe wall and called out twice.
An old man with only one leg, shorter than the courtyard wall, came out with a cane. When he saw Qin Ting, he greeted her warmly: "Tingting, what brings you here so early?"
In the yard, Xi Lang had just finished his morning exercise and was wiping the sweat off his body with cold water, his upper body naked.
His strong and muscular body almost bursts through his bronze skin.
From Qin Ting's angle, she could just see Xi Lang's mermaid line extending into his waistband.
Her face felt hot and she quickly looked away.
"Master Mancang, these are Brother Xilang's clothes. They have been washed. Please return them to Brother Xilang for me!"
"Also, thank you to Brother Xilang for me."
After Qin Ting finished speaking, she turned around and left.
Xi Mancang looked puzzled.
How come Alang's clothes were in the hands of Qin's daughter?
Qin Tingting walked away, and he could only ask Xi Lang.
Xi Lang had already changed his clothes quickly and walked out of the house with a kettle in hand: "Grandpa, this jacket is not mine, I bought it for you. New clothes need to be washed before they are comfortable to wear. Qin Ting is kind enough to help wash it for me."
"Master, I'm going to work."
Xi Mancang: "You're leaving home so early today?"
Xi Lang climbed onto the front of the truck swiftly, started the engine, and the truck emitted a distinctive roar.
"If we start work earlier, we can make more trips and earn money for Junjun's medical treatment."
Xi Lang's loud voice drifted away along with the truck, rushing towards the blazing red sunrise.
The truck drove to the entrance of the village, and a thin figure was seen in the distance, walking on the dirt road out of the village with one foot deep and one foot shallow.
Hearing the sound of the truck, the figure moved to the side of the road and made way.
Xi Lang stepped on the brakes and stopped right next to the man.
"Qin Ting, get in the car! I'm going to the county to pick up some goods, so I'll give you a ride."
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After Qin Ling and Qin Li had breakfast, they went to school.
Feng Jingrou packed up the house, made a simple backpack with a headscarf, carried Qin Anan on her back, and set off.
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