In the evening, the three of them ate white porridge, stir-fry some cabbage, and the fish pieces left by Ruan Jiaoyan, and fry them again, and they were still very delicious.

When Ruan Funian picked up the bowl, Chen saw his hand and immediately took a breath. "Husband, your hand--"

Ruan Weian also looked at his father's hand, and was shocked when he saw it.

Ruan Funian is actually not just handsome but also beautiful. His hands are also beautiful, slender and graceful. Others say that looking at his hands, you will know that he is not a person who can go to the fields to do farm work. He should be holding a pen and a book.

But now his fingers were red and swollen. There were scratches on the back of his hands, palms and fingers, all of which were scars. Maybe it was because he was frozen all the time. It was blue and white, and it looked icy and painful.

Ruan Funian wanted to hide his hands and prevent Chen from seeing them.

He was also a little surprised because he was too serious when weaving the bamboo basket. He didn't feel it hurt, nor did he notice that so many scars had been cut on his hands.

Now that he stopped, he realized that his hands were hurting badly and his fingers were trembling, maybe he had been braided too much.

Ruan Funian has never spent so much time doing a rough job. Weaving bamboo baskets can definitely be called slander for him. After all, he cut back even the bamboos himself, and they were cut out bamboo strips one by one.

"Husband, your hands are very painful, Wei'an, hurry up, there is a bottle of ointment on the head of the bed in my room, please take it to help your father with medicine." Chen looked at Ruan Funian's hands with a very distressed heart. He held his hands, his eyes were a little red, and tears were all in his eyes.

"Okay." Ruan Wei'an also put down his bowl and went to the east house to get the ointment.

Ruan Funian felt a little uncomfortable and wanted to withdraw his hands, "Wei An is here."

The wife held his hand and wanted to blow for him like this, which made Ruan Funian feel that she might lose her father's majesty in front of her son.

But Chen's tears still fell and hit the back of his hand.

"Husband, it's so hard for you."

"Not hard or hard-"

Ruan Wei'an took out the ointment, and Chen took over and applied the medicine carefully to him.

"Husband, will I feed you? Where can I still eat if your hand is damaged like this?"

The ointment was green. After applying it, she watched Ruan Funian's originally white and slender hands become green on the other side. It seemed that no one was good, so she felt that Ruan Funian would not be able to eat by herself.

Ruan Wei'an paused.

He felt that it seemed a bit inappropriate for him to sit here? Why did his father want to feed someone?

In the end, Ruan Funian was embarrassed to really let his wife feed her, and he could still eat when he picked up his bowl.

After eating, Ruan Wei'an boiled water. Chen kept asking Ruan Wei'an to help him scrub. Ruan Wei'an followed Ruan Funian to help him scoop water and shower. Hearing his father's voice a little after a while, he asked him: "Wei'an, do you think your father really has to make money by weaving bamboo baskets in the future?"

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"Dad is making money or don't want to make money?" Ruan Wei'an asked.

"Of course I want to make money. I can't just put the whole family on your sister, right?" Ruan Fuqing sighed.

Didn’t you always do this before?

Ruan Wei'an almost said this, and later he felt that it was rare for his father to have such an idea now, so he should not undermine his enthusiasm. If his father could shoulder the responsibility of a father, he would of course be very happy.

But he really wanted to say that it would be a whim to build this family by weaving bamboo baskets alone. This time, his sister was good at finding such a big deal. If not, he would rely on him to set up a stall in the town to sell so many, how could he earn so much money to support this family?

"Let's discuss with her when my sister comes back. It's good that dad can earn more money," said Ruan Wei'an.

No matter whether you can afford to support this family, my father can stay at home, not go out to do whatever he wants, not go out to gamble, and no longer lose money. How much can he earn?

"Well, when Ah Jiao comes back, I will ask her, maybe these bamboo baskets can be sold to the city?" Ruan Funian thought so. If someone in the city admires the bamboo baskets he weaved, then he will not go anywhere this year and just weave baskets at home every day.

By the way, he could think about other things, and he could weave some bamboo plates, bamboo baskets, etc.

Ruan Wei'an also took a shower and returned to his house. He did not light a candle and wanted to save a little, but sat in the dark, thinking about his story.

He had thought of a way to make money, which was a long time ago.

At this time, no one in the Ruan family could sleep, waiting for Ruan Jiaoyan and Huanhuan to come back. Ruan Jiaoyan also told them that because the journey was too far, it would be impossible for them to come back too early.

Even the neighbors, Aunt Zhu and Zhu Xiaozhuang, were not asleep yet. Zhu Datian helped Ruan Jiaoyan drive a ox cart to the city. The two of them were worried about it. How could they sleep without waiting for him to come back?

"Mom, do you think that Ruan Jiaoyan's fish pieces can be sold?" Zhu Xiaozhuang kept thinking about this matter no matter what he did today.

If so many fish pieces were sold, how much money would you make?

"I don't know, I'll know when they come back, but I tell you that Jiaoyan met noble people in the city, so maybe they could find someone to help as soon as they enter the city." She took the needle and sewed Zhu Xiaozhuang's clothes. She rubbed the needle on her hair and continued to sew. Without raising her head, she took it again, "Jiaoyan is a great person. I think she must have the confidence to bring so many fish pieces to the city."

"Did she catch those fish pieces with Uncle Ye?" After Zhu Xiaozhuang came back, he also heard what his mother said about Ruan Jiaoyan having sex with the father and son of the Ye family. He felt that Ruan Jiaoyan was really brave and he didn't even dare to contact the father and son of the Ye family. When he was young, he once saw Ye Jindou's face and was scared. Unexpectedly, Ruan Jiaoyan was not afraid.

"yes."

"Mom," Zhu Xiaozhuang suddenly felt aroused in his heart, "If Ruan Jiaoyan really sold all the fish and distributed the money to Uncle Ye this time, wouldn't it mean that Uncle Ye wouldn't kill anyone? He wouldn't be in trouble as soon as he came into contact with him?"

Aunt Zhu was also stunned and his movements were paused.

"That's true."

The Ye family father and son were passing through the dark village and walked to the entrance of the village in the cold wind. They wanted to come and wait for Ruan Jiaoyan. Because this time they were going to the city to sell fish, there was only one ox cart, and it was not suitable to take them with them. Moreover, Ye Jindou didn't dare to run so far. Now the father and son were also waiting for Ruan Jiaoyan nervously.
Chapter completed!