Chapter 117 Find a new way of making money
I know that he is good at this craft, and I have never seen him put so much effort into it before.
She had never seen such a fully functional bed on the market, and the old man really opened her eyes this time.
"That's necessary. Of course I must do the best for what Fubao uses." Fu's second child looked at Fu Xing'er with a smile, "Fubao, Dad will do his best to create the best things for you."
There is still a seat in four months, and he has to spend a lot of time thinking about it.
Fu Xing'er clapped her hands and yelled: I love you, I love you.
So thoughtful!
I was so moved that I almost cried.
No one has ever treated her so well in her previous life.
Fu Xing'er's eyes turned red, and Fu's second child was startled.
"No, Fubao, what's the matter with you? Is it because you don't sleep well in this bed? Or do you not like the shaker that Dad made for you?"
Thinking that there was a little thorn on the bed, the second child hurriedly picked her up and touched her around with his rough hands.
No!
Ice is cool and comfortable.
Fu Xing'er shook her head: No, no, it's too late for her to like it.
Struggling with her small body and wanting to lie back, Mrs. Fu saw her thoughts, "My daughter still wants to sleep!"
Fu Xing'er nodded, and Fu's second child felt relieved to carry her down.
"Fu Bao likes the little bed that Dad made for you, right!"
Fu Xing'er even wanted to give a thumbs up with her feet: it must.
It is much easier not to hold the hands, freeing both hands and feet.
Lady Fu sat there shaking slightly with one hand, and gently fanning the wind with the cattail fan in the other.
Fu Xing'er slept comfortably, and was instantly shaken to sleep.
"Ouch! Fu Bao fell asleep so fast!"
Listen carefully, he is still snoring.
Although Fubao usually falls asleep easily, it is more difficult for her to fall asleep as the weather is getting hotter recently.
Before shaking it a few times, he fell asleep.
It is indeed a lot more convenient.
Now that the weather is hot, the child is sticky when hugged, and both adults and children feel uncomfortable, and they are covered in sweat when they walk while holding them.
"Old man, I think you can make this and sell it in the town."
Mrs. Fu said casually, but unexpectedly opened up another way of making money.
Fu Er is still confident in his craft, he has done carpentry before.
I used to be unlucky, and went bankrupt wherever I went to work.
Being hit all the time, I stopped doing this job and went home to farm.
"This thing is not commonly used, can it be sold?"
Not much hope.
He just said that he spent a lot of time on the bed for his daughter, so it would be a pity that no one would want to make it.
It takes a lot of energy and time.
Fortunately, the skills learned at a young age are not unfamiliar and can be used.
"Don't say it yet! It's best to sell children's things these days. It's not like in the past when they were born and raised, just fooling around and raising them so that they can feed themselves.
Now that I have a baby, especially the first baby, everyone will be precious.
We all want the best for our children. "Mrs. Fu encouraged.
They said that their family used to be very poor, but in terms of children, they didn't need what they needed as much as possible.
After all, there are so many grandchildren in the family, and it is quite difficult to take care of each one.
"The shaker you made is so exquisite and easy to use, there must be a market. Most people can't afford it, and there are many wealthy families in the town. They will definitely not lose their children.
I dare say that there is definitely no such convenient and good-looking one in this world, and we will be the first one at that time. "
These days, watching the old man do these jobs is as exciting as getting blood, not just for Fubao.
It's his love for this carpenter, the confidence on his face and the light in his eyes can't be blocked.
It can be seen that the old man still likes this job.
I can see the passion of youth from him.
“We do our best to sell it ourselves, and we don’t need to work for others, and we don’t have to worry about whether we can sell it or not.
It’s a big deal for us to use it ourselves.
Maybe the daughter-in-law of Daxing and the daughter-in-law of Erxing will give birth in the future. "
Mrs. Fu told him to give it a try.
This material does not cost money, at most it takes a little effort, just try it and see if it will work.
Fu's second child was very tempted, "Old woman, can I really do it?"
Although chopping firewood now earns money into the account every day, and teaches people how to grow rice from time to time, in his heart he still wants to have a career that he wants.
It's not that he didn't want to go back to his old job, but he was really beaten down before and lost confidence.
"Of course. I haven't told you, old man, but you are capable in my heart. As long as you want to do it, you can do it.
It was just bad luck before, but it is different now, our family is developing well now.
You have been planting fields for so many years and can be resurrected from the dead. This time is your specialty, why not try it. "
Old man Fu blushed when he was praised, "Old woman, I didn't even know I was so different in your heart."
"That's right, the man I like is no worse than others."
Old man Fu was encouraged to be full of confidence, "Then I'll try, make two and sell them in the town to see if anyone wants them."
"Okay. I'll take Fubao with me for a while, and you can go to work on your own work." Now confinement is convenient, and Fubao is not difficult to carry.
"How can I do it! I will get up early and go to bed late in the future, so I can't spend less time with my family Fubao."
In both career and daughter, nothing is more important than daughter.
"Fu Bao, Dad will definitely live up to his expectations and earn more money for your dowry."
I didn't think this way before, but now it's different, they have a daughter.
Must earn money and save more money.
Fubao, who was sleeping, had a sweet dream again.
Dreamed that she had a lot of small money.
Just do what you say, and while Fu Bao is asleep, Fu's second son is going to go to the mountain to chop more bamboo, and prepare to do a big job.
And Jiang Xinghua came back with a pot and gave Li Cuicui the chicken soup that had been boiled for half a month. "Mom, I'm back. Where is Dad going?"
"Your father is going to go to the mountain to chop more bamboo and come back."
Jiang Xinghua put down the pot and came out to see Fubao as soon as possible, "Sister-in-law is asleep."
"Well, this rocking bed made by your father is very useful. With a light shake, your sister-in-law will fall asleep. And it can move around." Mrs. Fu showed her, and Jiang Xinghua was quite surprised.
"Dad, that's amazing!"
"Daxing daughter-in-law, what do you think of this shaker? Can it be sold if it is sold?"
"It's very good and convenient. I've never seen a shaker like this before." Jiang Xinghua asked, "Mother, is Dad going to sell this?"
"Well. Your father has done woodwork before, and it's amazing! Our family was unlucky before, so he stopped. I want him to try it."
"It's very good, mother. Someone will definitely want such a practical and useful thing, and there are a lot of children born every year. It's best to sell it in the town." Jiang Xinghua and Mrs. Fu's thoughts coincided with each other. .
"Is there something missing?"
"A mosquito net is missing, Daxing daughter-in-law, your father is telling you to make a mosquito net like this."
"Yes, yes, it's the mosquito net." Jiang Xinghua had no problem, "Mom, I'll do it."
(end of this chapter)