After dinner, Liu Zhi stood up to clean up the dishes. As a son-in-law, Ling Chuan wanted to help, but was stopped by the Huang family.

Huang Kailin took Yun Mo to see the finished rice dumpling boxes.

"These days, I'm knitting every day at home. When I'm busy, I can knit four a day."

Huang Kailin was obviously very satisfied and proud of his achievements, with smile lines on his eyes, but Yun Mo had to tell him the cruel truth.

"Grandpa, these rice dumpling boxes don't meet the requirements."

Sure enough, when they heard her words, all the Huang family members were stunned.

"Momo, this rice dumpling box is made according to the drawings you sent back, why, why doesn't it work?"

"The appearance is indeed not much different from the one in my drawing, but these rice dumpling boxes are used as gift boxes. Gift boxes are different from household items. They don't need to be strong and durable, but just beautiful and exquisite."

After hearing what she said, the Huang family seemed to understand a little.

"Before I came back, I discussed it with Uncle Xie. He made a few suggestions for improvement. Let's listen to them first, and then we can discuss it together."

Yun Mo took out the improvement plan she had written earlier and analyzed and explained it to the Huang family one by one.

When the Huang family heard Yun Mo's request that the bamboo strips should be as thin as paper and the bamboo threads should be thinner than wool, they couldn't help but look at each other in surprise.

"Momo, you don't understand bamboo. If the bamboo strips are as thin as paper, they will dry out easily and become brittle. Although the rice dumpling box must be beautiful and exquisite, it can't be as fragile as the one made of paper, right?"

Yun Mo thought for a moment and said, "I asked someone and they said that bamboo strips soaked in light salt water will be more flexible. In addition, brushing the surface of bamboo products with tong holes can also prevent cracking and insect infestation."

"If every bamboo strip needs to be soaked, the number of processes will definitely increase a lot. In addition, every zongzi box needs to be brushed with tung oil, which will definitely increase the cost a lot."

"There is no other way. Even if we don't make money, or even lose money, we have to make these rice dumpling boxes well. If we can't satisfy the customers, we won't be able to take orders in the future."

"Just do as Momo said. Make the samples first, and we'll see about the rest later. There will always be a way."

When we finished discussing the matter, it was almost 9 o'clock.

For rural people, winter is a time of leisure, so they go to bed early at night.

"Momo, it's getting late. You and Xiaoling should go back to the room and rest. We can talk about it tomorrow if there's anything."

Yun Mo was really tired. After running around all day and riding a motorcycle on a 20-mile mountain road, her bones felt like they were about to fall apart.

As soon as she returned to the room, Yun Mo kicked off her leather shoes, opened her arms and threw herself on the bed like a big character.

The bed is thick and soft, and it is so comfortable to lie on it that it makes you want to moan.

The sound of a door closing was heard behind her. Yun Mo turned her head and found that Ling Chuan was not in the room. She didn't think much about it, turned over and began to unbutton her down jacket.

Downstairs, Huang Zhiqiu and the Huang family were sitting in the main room whispering something. When she saw Ling Chuan coming down from upstairs with a washbasin, she quickly got up and went out.

"Xiao Ling, are you coming down to get some water?"

"Well, Momo likes to be clean. I'll get some hot water and go up to wash her face."

Huang Zhiqiu reached out to take the basin. "I forgot about that. You go up first, and I'll bring it up to you later."

"No, Mom, I can do it myself."

Seeing Ling Chuan insisted, Huang Zhiqiu didn't say much and led Ling Chuan into the kitchen to scoop hot water.

Yun Mo took off her coat and was about to take off her pants when the door was suddenly pushed open from the outside.

Seeing her actions, Ling Chuan was stunned for a moment, then turned around and wanted to go out to avoid her, but Yun Mo spoke and stopped him.

"Come in."

Ling Chuan hesitated for a moment, turned and went into the room, closed the door, put the basin on the shelf, and did not dare to look at Yun Mo the whole time.

Yun Mo didn't care about the man and took off her pants directly, revealing the light purple thermal pants underneath.

Although Yun Mo loves beauty, she is also afraid of the cold and started wearing thermal pants before the winter solstice.

Seeing the man's actions, Yun Mo said casually: "Put it inside, I'll sleep inside."

"Um."

After washing her face, Yun Mo sat at the head of the bed, took out the skin care products and started applying them on her face.

Ling Chuan washed his face with the water she had used, then went downstairs to get a new basin of clean hot water and placed it at her feet.

Yun Mo saw the basin on the ground and looked incredulous, "You use the wash basin to wash your feet?"

Ling Chuan explained awkwardly, "There is only one basin in the room."

“…”

"Turn around."

Ling Chuan turned around obediently.

Yun Mo casually took a basin from the space and put it on the ground. Since the area of ​​the space became larger, she consciously put some daily necessities and utensils into the space in case of emergency.

"alright."

Ling Chuan turned around and saw a wooden basin suddenly appeared on the ground. He was stunned for a long time.

Yun Mo didn't care about the man's mood. She soaked her feet comfortably in hot water in a wooden basin, dried her feet with a towel and got into bed.

"I'm going to sleep first, you pour the water for washing feet."

"Um."

The beds in the countryside are all made of dry straw. When you sleep on them, you can smell a faint scent of hay, and when you turn over, you can hear the sizzling sound of the straw stalks rubbing against each other.

Yun Mo felt a little uncomfortable sleeping. She didn't fall asleep until Ling Chuan poured the water for washing feet, took off his clothes and got into bed.

Seeing that she opened her eyes, Ling Chuan stopped and asked, "Wife, did I wake you up?"

Yun Mo blinked and said, "I can't sleep. This bed makes a lot of noise."

Ling Chuan had no way to deal with this matter and could only look at her in silence.

Seeing Ling Chuan had taken off his coat and sweater, and was only wearing an autumn shirt and a woolen vest, sitting on the bed in a daze, Yun Mo couldn't help but say, "Cover yourself with the quilt, aren't you cold?"

Ling Chuan obediently lay down, covered himself with the quilt, and folded his hands on his abdomen. His whole body exuded a reserved and cautious attitude, as if he would not step out of line.

"Lingchuan, are you afraid that I will eat you?"

"No."

"If not, why are you sleeping outside? It's such a big bed, but you only sleep on the edge. It's like I'm bullying you."

Ling Chuan moved in carefully, and then looked at her with his dark eyes, as if asking, is this okay?

Yun Mo turned over and left the man with a cold back, "I'm going to sleep, turn off the light."

"good."

Ling Chuan responded but did not move.

He could feel that his wife seemed a little unhappy, but he couldn't figure out what had made her unhappy.

After thinking for a while, Ling Chuan stood up and took a piece of paper, made a simple lampshade, and covered the lamp. This way the light would not be so bright and the room would not be too dark.

Although Yun Mo had her back to him, she could see the man's movements through the shadow on the wall.

I have updated 20 chapters for now. I will update tomorrow depending on the situation. I am going to sleep now. Good night. Muah. 　　 　 (End of this chapter)