Wu Cuiying felt wronged, but when she turned around and saw the fierce look on Lin Anniang's face as she chopped down the tree, she shuddered involuntarily and chose to keep quiet.
Lin Anniang glanced at them indifferently and then continued working.
Before long, the outline of a wooden door appeared, which greatly surprised many villagers who rushed over after hearing the news.
"Old Wu, can you move at that speed?" a villager asked Wu the carpenter, who had also come out after hearing the commotion.
Carpenter Wu looked at it with suspicion for a while, and finally shook his head: "I don't have that kind of strength, but after doing carpentry for so many years, in terms of patterns and styles, no one in the surrounding villages can compare."
The villagers watched as Lin Anniang and her two daughters quickly installed a wooden door, and they began to make their own plans.
Look at how fast they're cutting down trees! It's like they're chopping melons and vegetables. If they could hire Lin Laosan's wife to make furniture, they could probably save a lot of money!
"Who is this? It's the second son of the Lin family! Why are you still cutting down trees? Are you too weak to cut them down?"
Aunt Hua, who had come to watch the commotion, suddenly shouted out.
Only then did everyone realize that Lin Lao Er was also making wooden doors there. However, this guy was too weak. He had a lot of trouble even chopping down a thin tree, and he had only just managed to cut a tree into several sections.
The contrast is stark.
Lin Erluo's face turned red from holding back his anger. He really couldn't take it anymore. Just a moment ago, he was regarded as a savior by his whole family, but in the blink of an eye, he was being ridiculed by the villagers in public.
Finally, he yelled, "What are you going to do? You don't have many tools, what can you possibly make?"
Lin Erluo threw the saw in his hand away and stormed off.
The group looked at each other in bewilderment. You have a whole bunch of tools in front of you, and you call this not having any tools?
Only Wu the carpenter's face suddenly darkened, because Lin Erluo had borrowed his tools, which he usually handled with care. Seeing Lin Erluo throw them away so violently, he felt that he had wasted his time teaching this apprentice.
Grandma Lin was still trying to persuade her son: "Second son, it's just a few days of hard work. Our family can't be without a wooden door! At least make one so we can all sleep in the main room!"
"What do you know? Do you think wooden doors are so easy to make? Besides, there are so many people outside, all laughing at me. Do you want me to lose all face?"
"Second son, your face isn't worth much, but our family's belongings are. What if they steal our grain in the dark?" Old Mrs. Lin felt that her husband was worrying herself sick.
On the other side, Lin Anniang had already installed the wooden door. She rushed over from a distance in a few steps, jumped directly onto the roof, and used some hard stone slabs from her basket to pile up on the roof, sealing up the leaky holes tightly.
"My goodness! Lin Laosan's wife jumped so high, could she be a hidden master in our village?" A villager stared blankly at the scene, his head held high.
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