Everyone else has traveled through time and space and been reborn, but I, the native cannon fodder

After Wang Diwei settled down, the third room of the Mo family and Principal Zhao's family discussed that they would no longer come forward. The matter would be resolved solely by Principal Zhao and his wife.

The main reason is that it is easier for the two of them to solve the problem. If there is a third brother of the Mo family in the middle, the matter will be even more unclear in the future. After the third brother of the Mo family discussed with the Zhao family, the one dollar per month and the If Wang Diwei pays for his studies in the future, their family will have to pay for it.

It's just that Principal Zhao did not directly let Wang Diwei go to junior high school. Instead, he asked Mrs. Zhao to come forward and let her study by herself in her free time. I don't know if it was a change of environment or because she was holding a breath in her heart.

Suddenly, Mo Erya had time to continue doing her own thing. The wood had been dried and the wind had recovered. She had drawn the design drawings early and made adjustments according to the specific size and layout of each room. , and then started to make furniture.

After Mo Wuwa completed his reading and study tasks and housework every day, he would follow his sister and help her with various chores.

It took Mo Erya more than ten days to build a dozen pieces of furniture, including the beds, sofas, chairs, tables, and the dressers and cabinets that Zhang Huihui had been thinking about for a long time.

After Mo Wuwa was busy, he got the bed, desk and bookcase that his sister made for him. His single bed, as well as the bunk bed where Zhang Huihui and Mo Wangzhong slept, were moved to the remaining That house.

If guests come to the house in the future, we can make do with a few more people.

When Mo Erya came back, the whole house could be said to be quite empty. A few pieces of furniture were sparsely scattered, making the entire four rooms and one living room seem particularly empty and large. But Mo Erya came back, and now the whole house is fully furnished. All.

The living room was furnished with a beautiful sofa, a dining table, and even chairs, as well as a specially made recliner for Mo Wangzhong.

Each bedroom has a new bed. The master bedroom of Zhang Huihui and Mo Wangzhong has undergone particularly big changes. Not only does it have a large and comfortable new bed, but it also has a dressing table with a mirror and a beautiful carved large wardrobe.

Mo Wuwa's room also had a large bookcase, a desk, and a large new bed. He liked it very much, and even specially left a cabinet for his sister to put books and Put something away, but unfortunately Mo Erya refused.

While doing this, she also made a bed for herself, just like Mo Wuwa's room, a bookcase and a desk, and a simple wardrobe for herself, where she could easily put clothes.

Mo's third room has been undergoing renovations for the past ten days. The family members knew that their home was making new furniture. Once the new furniture was placed, waves of neighbors came to visit his home, and they even kept coming. Praise and comment.

Mo Erya's craftsmanship in making furniture was inherited from Master Qiao. It was very well made and very beautiful. Everyone liked it at first sight and even wanted Mo Erya to decorate their home.

It's a pity that Mo Erya didn't have time and refused them all. However, she took out the drawings. If anyone likes it, they can take the drawings and have others follow them.

Although the people in the family home are a little regretful, this is understandable. After all, the child is still in college, and this time she is back on vacation to rest and celebrate the holidays. They can't be shameless and insist on having someone build furniture for her. It's too little. It's a bit overwhelming.

I could only say thank you, take the drawings, and happily go find someone to do the same.

After all, Zhang Huihui’s dressing table and carved wardrobe are coveted by many people!Especially those women in the family courtyard who have the same hobby. They have seen the large wardrobe and dressing table specially built by Mo Erya for Zhao Huihui, and they are a little disdainful of the ones they have at home.

They all clamored to do it again.

Before the holidays, there was a sudden trend of beating up furniture in the family home.

After Mo Erya finished making the furniture, she rested for a day or two. Even when she was resting, she still held the book and read and studied at home.

By the way, I took some time to visit the bookstore owner.

When the bookstore owner saw her coming, he was very happy and said, "You can show me the weapons you designed!"

He had been waiting and looking forward to it for a long time, and finally waited until Mo Erya came back.

Mo Erya didn't hesitate. She took out her wishful stick and explained how to use it to the bookstore owner.

The bookstore owner stopped doing business, closed the store, and took Mo Erya back to his small courtyard.

It was also at this time that Mo Erya learned that the owner of the bookstore actually had an independent small courtyard in the city. His courtyard was very clean and beautiful, very low-key, but very suitable for living, comfortable, safe and pleasant. Surrounded by walls, there is a spacious and large courtyard.

In the courtyard, there are various weapons such as swords, guns, sticks, and even plum blossom stakes. It can be seen that the owner of the bookstore is a practitioner, or at least a quite obsessed enthusiast.

The bookstore owner played with the wishful stick for a while. The more he looked at it, the more he liked it. He asked Mo Erya to pick a weapon at random and wanted to compete with her. "Girl, you have learned it in school. Today, I will try this new weapon of yours with my uncle." How about weapons?”

"Okay!"

Mo Erya happily agreed and picked a spear. The two of them went back and forth in the yard to feed each other moves. The bookstore owner liked it more and more and became more and more energetic with it.

As soon as the sparring session ended, he pestered Mo Erya, "Girl, lend me your iron-seeking stone again. I'll find someone to look for the black iron stone again. Then you can also give me a weapon."

"Didn't I already give you a gift? It's filled with black iron stone. Even though it's small, it's very sharp."

Mo Erya did not agree directly.

The girl who owned the bookstore said, "That gadget is just for playing with. I also have a weapon similar to your wishful stick."

"What do you want these for? Nowadays, everyone is playing Mucang, and few people are playing with these old guys."

Mo Erya tried to persuade him to give up this plan, "Besides, no matter how good these weapons are, no matter how many changes they have, and no matter how useful they are, they are still a little bit worse... Cold weapons can't do as well as hot weapons!"

"Girl, you can't say that, just tell me if you can get one for me."

The bookstore owner looked at Mo Erya. Mo Erya was silent, which already represented her attitude. She didn't really want to accept it.

The bookstore owner frowned, and then made a concession, "In this way, if you are willing to help me design a weapon, I will show you the treasures in my collection!"

"baby?"

Mo Erya was a little confused, and the bookstore owner explained, "It's those thermal weapons you mentioned."

"You really have?"

The bookstore owner proudly pointed to his small yard, "It's at home. As long as you promise me, I promise to take you to see it."

"I don't think so. You have to allow me to touch and dismantle it!"

Mo Erya was a little moved and started to bargain.

The bookstore owner looked at Mo Erya in shock, "Girl, you can just look and touch it, but you still want to tear it apart. It's not easy for me to get these treasures. If you tear them apart for me, I'll be heartbroken. Every baby is my baby bump, you can only see and touch it!"

"That won't work. I'm so sorry."

Mo Erya shook his head, "It's not easy to make a handy weapon. Since you don't agree, then forget it. It's okay if you don't make this weapon!"

The bookstore owner who is thinking about having a handy weapon:...