Portable space: pick up a prince to raise a baby

Chapter 39
"This is?" Bai Yi asked.

"The jam I made, oh, this is peach jam and mulberry jam, can you try it for me and see if it tastes good?"

Bai Yi looked at An Xiaojiu, An Xiaojiu looked happy, and he couldn't bear to refuse, so he took the bowl and scooped some up with a spoon.

"How is it? Is it delicious?" An Xiaojiu was a little nervous.

Bai Yi actually wanted to say that he couldn't taste the taste, but seeing An Xiaojiu's appearance, he finally nodded and said, "It's pretty good."

"Oh yeah, I knew it. If I'm so good, I'm sure I can make something delicious. Hey, I'll take some out for Lin'er and the others to taste."

After An Xiaojiu finished speaking, she put the jam she just made into a bowl on her own.

After putting it on, he went out of the space directly, and Bai Yi quietly watched An Xiaojiu leave, then walked back to the room slowly.

When An Xiaojiu came out, she walked back with two bowls of fast-paced nets in her hands.

"Lin'er, where's sister?" An Xiaojiu asked as soon as she entered the tent and saw Lin'er sitting on Jing Yan, writing with a pen in her hand, and put the bowl on the table.

"Sister, Lan'er, and Aunt Cuihua went to harvest rice in the fields," Lin'er said.

An Xiaojiu was taken aback. Is it time to harvest the rice so soon? How many months has it been?

"How many months have you harvested the rice?" An Xiaojiu asked.

"Jiu'er, it's already October," Jing Yan said with a smile.

When An Xiaojiu heard Jing Yan call her that, her eyes nearly popped out, so he couldn't help but talk, her son was still here, what if her son heard her.

"Yeah, mother is so stupid," Lin'er also said.

An Xiaojiu was speechless, Lin'er, the point is not here.

But it's October, but why doesn't she feel cold? "Why isn't October cold this year?"

"The weather this year is indeed a bit abnormal. In previous years, it started to get cold in October, but now it's still like summer here," Jing Yan said.

Speaking of this, An Xiaojiu thought of a serious question, what does it mean to be cold?It means that it's past time for her to make slippers! ! !

It's the dog's day, she never thought it would be October! ! !She always thought it was like May and June.

"What's the matter?" Jing Yan frowned, looking at An Xiaojiu's unlovely expression and asked.

"Didn't I say make slippers before?"

Jing Yan nodded.

"But it's October now, it's getting cold soon, and I can't sell it!!" Oh, damn it, how could she forget this, the factory building is useful at this time.

This is another way of making money for her.

"Is that what you wear on your feet?" Jing Yan asked.

An Xiaojiu nodded, "Well, I used it to sell it in the town and it worked fine, but now if it suddenly gets colder, no one would dare to wear it."

Jing Yan looked at the shoes on An Xiaojiu's feet. These were the boxy ones he made at the beginning, but An Xiaojiu didn't change them because he thought they could wear them.

"What do you do?"

"It's just wooden boards and rags, what's wrong?" An Xiaojiu looked at Jing Yan, maybe Jing Yan had other ideas.

Jing Yan pondered for a while, "Slightly change it, it will be very cold at the end of the year, how about making it wrapped around?"

"Wrapping??" An Xiaojiu said hello from two big people on his head, why wrap it? ?Looking at the slippers on her feet, An Xiaojiu thought for a while, this kind of slippers would naturally be eliminated when it was cold, and she wanted to find something more suitable for cold weather.

A flash passed through her mind, and An Xiaojiu exclaimed, "Then make woolen slippers." Isn't that the way to go in cold weather?In winter, people have to squeeze their shoes after taking a bath. It would be great if they could just make fur slippers.

"Fur slippers?" Jing Yan looked at An Xiaojiu's shoes. There were originally two straps, and the fur was also a strap with fur, which did not keep warm.

"Well, I'll make a sample first." Not being able to make slippers really made An Xiaojiu feel a little flustered. She finally found something to do and could sell for money. However, the season is over, and it's really bad.

All morning, An Xiaojiu was fiddling with woolen slippers in the tent, while Lin'er and Jing Yan were practicing calligraphy and watching her occasionally.

"Mother, let's do it after dinner." After dinner, Lin'er washed her hands, and the food at Baiyan Bar was served on the table. Seeing that An Xiaojiu was still working there, she ran over and said.

"Ah, it's time to eat so soon." An Xiaojiu heard Lin'er call her when she was in a trance, she raised her head, the food on the table was ready, Jing Yan sat there and watched quietly.

An Xiaojiu nodded, "Well, Lin'er eat first, mother goes out to wash her hands"

When she sat down at the table, An Xiaojiu looked at the table full of dishes and shook her head. This was too extravagant.

Braised pork ribs, chicken stewed with mushrooms, braised fish, meatballs, and a bowl of green vegetables, this is only for the three of them to eat, and there is no way to finish it.

After eating, Jing Yan asked Lin'er to take a nap, while he sat by and watched An Xiaojiu fiddling with slippers, "Lady, in fact, as long as you are by my husband's side, I will teach you how to make money."

Hearing such words, An Xiaojiu paused, lowered her head for a while before saying, "I know your family is rich, but what I want is my freedom."

"It's okay with us. I don't want to spend your money. I can support Lin'er and Tiantian by myself. I owe you the money to build the house. I will pay you back when I earn money."

After talking about the tranquility in the tent, Jing Yan just looked at An Xiaojiu like this. An Xiaojiu still lowered her head, doing the work in her hand one after another.

After a while, Jing Yan sighed, "Well, the lady can do whatever she wants, and if she is tired, she will still be her husband."

An Xiaojiu remained silent, she thought Jing Yan would be angry, but she didn't expect to say such provocative words.

"Um"

Xiao Xiao hummed and the two of them stopped talking. All of a sudden, An Xiaojiu felt that the tense atmosphere before had eased a lot, and she didn't hate Jing Yan as much as before.

"Mother, you haven't done well yet." When Lin'er woke up and came running, she saw her mother was still sitting there fiddling.

"Yeah." An Xiaojiu nodded awkwardly. She took the needle and thread, and Jing Yan asked Bai Yan to bring her the materials before making fur slippers, but there was a problem.

She didn't know how to do needlework when I gave it to her. She always held a gun in her previous life. How could she have thought that she would still need to use needlework now? After finally groping for a little bit, Jing Yan sat by the side all the time. Looking at her, she is so big.

"Mother, can you ask Aunt Cuihua to help you?" Lin'er walked over, sat aside and looked curiously at the things in An Xiaojiu's hands.

"Uh..." An Xiaojiu was a little speechless, she glanced at Lin'er, her son was too confused, she was making shoes for them.

"Lin'er, your mother wants to make clothes for you and Tiantian herself." Looking at An Xiaojiu's expression, Jing Yan felt a little funny, and said as he hugged Lin'er.

"That's it, mother, you are so kind~"

(End of this chapter)