Sweet and soft wife, spoiled by rough man husband

Chapter 24 Daughter-in-law's body is too weak
When it comes to studying, you need money.

It would be a good idea to rely entirely on Wanqing's hunting to make money, but... Hongdou felt that it didn't satisfy her heart.

Just in time, she thought of the pot business.

He asked Wan Qing: "Master, can you help me arrange the matter of my pot?"

Making pots is not simply a matter of picking a burden and selling them on the street.

Instead, some preparation has to be done.

"I want to get a small trolley with a stove, so that the food can be cooked in the pot all the time. Not only can it keep the heat, but it can also make the food softer and more delicious. Xianggong, can you help me think of an idea?"

Saying that, Hongdou took the branch to write and draw on the ground.

After a while, a simple version of the trolley was drawn.

When Wan Qing saw it, his face was full of shock: "My daughter-in-law still has this skill? This painting..." It's not that it looks like it, but that he has never seen such a painting method before!
He has also seen a few calligraphy and paintings at Wan Yanhai's place. Of course, he can't see the good or bad. He just thinks that the painting, so be it. water.

But the painting of the daughter-in-law...

"Daughter-in-law, are you a painter?"

He can understand all the paintings!
Hongdou blushes, what kind of artist, she just can draw some stick figures, and also has some sketching skills, she is not a master, it can only be said to be a hobby, she can only draw.

However, she may still have some talent, and friends say her paintings are very aura.

There is just one thing, maybe due to economic strength, no matter how spiritual he is, he is still unpolished and untrained, so he can only be regarded as a low-level wild painter.

It is enough to draw and paint casually, and it will not be in the hall of elegance, and it will not be handed down for generations.

As for the design drawing of the trolley, she actually doesn't know it, but there are ready-made design drawings in the system, so she can just copy it.

Wanqing didn't know all of this, that's why she said she was a painter.

Hongdou blushed and said vaguely, "What kind of painter, just draw casually."

Then he looked at him, "Sanggong, can you find a way to help me get this car out."

"Well~" Wan Qing rubbed his chin, "It shouldn't be difficult, but it's a pity, if I knew you could draw, daughter-in-law, you can draw on paper, and I'll let Dad do it for you."

"Father?" Hong Dou asked curiously, "Father still knows this?"

"Hmm, can daddy do anything? This car is not difficult." At this point, Wan Qing took Hongdou's hand, "Come on, let's go home now and let daddy help with it."

"Okay." Hongdou nodded.

The way down the mountain is very convenient.

Wan Qing was carrying a big package, and wanted to hug Hongdou.

Hongdou directly refused, hug?

Does she still want face?
Do you still want to hang out in the village?

So he opened Wanqing's hand and walked away.

Even when she was walking, it might be because she was unwell. If you look carefully, there are still some problems.

Wan Qing's eyes darkened.

'In the future, I have to let my wife have more bubbles, by the way...'

Wan Qing felt that he had to go to the pharmacy in the town to buy some health-care medicines when he had some time, 'My wife's body is too weak. '

After about a quarter of an hour, Hongdou and Wanqing finally arrived at the door.

It was almost dark by this time.

Looking at the sky, Hong Dou still felt a little guilty, she and Wan Qing had been outside... for a day?
shy.

The children simply rushed over, asking questions, and Xiaodoubao, who hadn't seen the big sister all day, couldn't help being hugged by Hongdou when they met.

Then he threw himself into her arms, Hongdou hugged her, Xiaodoubao moaned, and couldn't help wrapping his hands around Hongdou's neck until it pulled her clothes.

"Red, it's red, Doubao will show it to my sister, show it to my sister."

"boom!"

Hongdou's face turned red, and the villain in her heart couldn't help cursing angrily: "Wan Qing! '

her neck...

Quickly put down Xiaodoubao, and tidied up his clothes again: "Doubao is getting big, don't hug him, let's go by ourselves."

Xiaodoubao was still moaning and whining, but fortunately he was still an obedient child, seeing the big sister like this, he finally refused to be hugged.

All of this happened between electric fires. Fortunately, no one noticed it. Only Wan Qing saw Xiaodoubao's hand, and his eyes couldn't help but turn dark again.

'Little bastard. '

After seeing Doubao, he suddenly felt that it is not a particularly good thing to have a child now.

Hongdou noticed his expression, she was slightly annoyed, she glared at him and hurriedly took Wudou and Ah Zi to cook together, Wanqing smiled with the corners of her mouth curled up, and went straight to the old man.

I don't know what to say to him, Wanqing called Hongdou over after a while, "Father told you to draw again."

"Yes." Hongdou nodded, then found a small stick and began to draw on the ground.

When the old man saw it, he quickly stopped him: "Wait a minute, we have pens and paper at home."

"Paper and pen?" Hong Dou was curious, "Isn't there no one reading at home?"

"Your mother left it before." The old man said in a muffled voice.

Hongdou intuitively felt that there was a story in it, but she was still a new wife after all, so she didn't dare to ask, so she stopped talking.

It wasn't until the old man brought the paintbrush that Hongdou began to paint.

To be honest, drawing with a brush is really difficult.

But Hongdou got used to it very quickly, and after a while, a simple design drawing of the small cart came out, and she also marked several dimensions on it.

The old man was surprised: "You can read?"

"I know a few." Hongdou replied.

In fact, it's not just her, but several of her sisters, who all recognize some, are all taught by that mother.

It's just that the mother in my memory is very weak in health, and she spends more than half a year in bed, and the time to teach them how to read is very short in her spare time.

But even so, among the several sisters, the original owner is the oldest, and she can recognize more characters.

And the current red bean, with the memory of the original owner, coupled with the previous education experience in the previous life, is still a "cultural person" in this age when the average person is illiterate.

Therefore, he admitted the fact that he could read without concealing it.

The old man sighed: "Good at reading, good at reading."

As he said that, he took the picture from Hongdou's hand, "It's a good drawing, and the size marks on it are also very clear. I'll get it out for you in a few days."

Then he asked Hongdou: "Is ten days enough? If not, I'll catch up with you?"

"Huh?" Hongdou was a little puzzled.

Wan Qing seemed to know what she was thinking before saying anything, smiled and explained: "Dad said, you have weak hands, you probably can't push an ordinary car, and I plan to improve a wheel for you, so that you can It can be more convenient."

"It's so good." Hongdou blushed, and then sincerely thanked, "Thank you dad."

"Thank you, we are all family." The old man smiled.

(End of this chapter)