Lady Lingquan lifts a thousand pounds

Uncle He quickly gave up the idea and let His Highness live a quiet life.

"Okay, I'll find someone to make the stuff and it will be installed soon."

Lin Xiangxiang added, "The sizes must be made according to our sizes, one set is large and one set is small, otherwise it will be inconvenient."

Uncle He also said yes. After looking at the heights of the children, he already knew how to tell the craftsman.

Lin Xiangxiang took another piece of paper and asked, "Can I do this?"

The drawing looks like a bag containing something, hanging from the tree.

"What are you hanging a bag for?"

Lin Xiangxiang said, "This big bag is a sandbag. Hitting the sandbag can exercise your arm strength and the muscles of your whole body."

Uncle He also practiced martial arts. As soon as she told him, he understood.

"These are really nice, cheap and easy to use."

He couldn't help but look at Lin Xiangxiang a few more times, "Miss Lin, how did you come up with this?"

Lin Xiangxiang smiled and said, "I just have nothing to think about. You also know that I am strong, but I don't have any skills, and I also want to be stronger, so I thought about it more."

In fact, it is just some fitness equipment from the previous life, very simple.

Uncle He smiled, feeling that she wasn't telling the truth, but he didn't ask any more questions.

Everyone has their own secrets, even Miss Lin must have some.

Miss Lin never asked about their affairs, so he wouldn't ask about her affairs either.

Lin Xiangxiang also said, "Uncle He, can you ask a craftsman to make an extra set and put it in my house, and I will pay you?"

She wanted to get one at home so she could exercise regularly.

Uncle He smiled and said, "Of course, it's all a matter of convenience, let alone money or not, just treat it as a gift to you."

If it weren't for Miss Lin's drawings, they wouldn't be able to make these things.

Lin Xiangxiang was not polite, "Thank you, Uncle He. Uncle He, you are so generous."

Uncle He raised his head and said, "Yeah, I think so too."

"Haha."

Uncle He quickly found someone to make the things, and they were installed in the school within a few days.

Several children saw it and came over to try it out.

According to what Lin Xiangxiang said, it was really difficult to do a pull-up.

If you practice regularly, your arm strength will definitely be greatly improved.

And the sandbag is also very useful and can exercise the muscles of the whole body.

When Lin Yiyue saw these things, his eyes were shining brightly and he was exercising very diligently.

Four sandbags were made, one of which was specially for Lin Xiangxiang. The bag was a double-layered leather bag filled with iron sand.

"This is for you. You are very strong. Unlike them, iron sand is effective."

Sima Qing was nearby, watching Lin Xiangxiang punch the iron sand bag faster and faster, and suddenly felt a little scared.

Uncle He said that he had to work hard to marry Lin Xiangxiang, but if he really married her, and she punched her in the future, wouldn't he just go to see his ancestors?

"what!"

Lin Xiangxiang jumped up and kicked the iron sand bag.

Then, another flying kick, and another flying kick.

Sima Qing's eyes darkened and he looked at Uncle He pitifully.

I'm afraid!

Uncle He turned his head and pretended not to see it.

Your Highness just loves to worry. Miss Lin is very strong, but she has a good temper. Doesn't she smile at everyone?

As long as His Highness does not seek death after marriage, he will definitely not be beaten to death.

With these things to exercise, even the martial arts masters who taught them how to practice martial arts were full of praise and told them to have more time to practice.

Lin Ping'an also has a set at home, which also has a bag of iron sand.

This bag of iron sand was not cheap at all. Uncle He said it was a gift, so Lin Xiangxiang gave Sima Qing a bottle of pills as a thank you gift.

Uncle He looked at the bottle of pills and knew that they were good things. He immediately had a better impression of Lin Xiangxiang.

She is generous, good-tempered, and repays her kindness. She is such a good girl.

Your Highness, you must hurry up, otherwise someone might snatch it away.

Mr. Chen watched the children exercising in the yard and the lush green mountains in the distance. He thought the scenery was very good, so he prepared materials and asked the children to paint in the yard and draw all these things.

"Scholars must dabble in music, chess, calligraphy and painting, but everyone has different talents. You don't need to be a good painter, but you must also dabble in something, and you can't even be unable to appreciate it."

When Mr. Chen teaches several children, the requirements are the same.

Even Lu Dashan, Lu Xing'er and two other children in the village had the same request.

He also brought a piano and taught everyone how to play it. It didn’t require them to be good at playing the piano, but at least they had to be able to play it.

Lin Xiangxiang couldn't write well, but he was pretty good at painting. The mountains and yards he painted looked quite similar.

Mr. Chen looked at it and was very pleased.

But the next time I saw her writing her name on the painting, my vision went dark.

Having this name written on it is really the biggest stain on this painting.

"Get someone to engrave a seal, and don't put any inscriptions on the paintings in the future."

It's so ugly. What was originally a ten point for drawing and writing has become a five point.

Lin Xiangxiang knew his problem. He looked at the words on the painting and felt ugly.

"Okay, thank you sir for your guidance."

Then I won’t write it down and get a seal to take with me later.

Mr. Chen went to see Sima Qing's paintings again and saw that the paintings were also good. There were mountains in the distance, a yard, furnishings in the yard, and a wild cat crawling on the wall.

The paintings are very interesting in life, and those who look at them feel warm in their hearts, thinking that the people who live here must be in a good mood, and the people who painted them are also in a good mood.

Mr. Chen thought the painting was very good and even praised it a few times.

Sima Qing also thought this painting was good, "My brother also said that he wanted to check my homework and asked me to send him my writing and painting. I will send this one."

Mr. Chen thought it was very good, "Just this one."

It's a good thing that the person in the palace is still thinking about His Highness, but he probably also wants to see how far His Highness has grown through this.

Sure enough, it was because of the late emperor's words that he was on guard.

The late emperor is really...ah!

The days in the school passed quickly, and so did Lin Xiangxiang's life.

Lin's workshop is very busy every day. Vermicelli is produced in batches, dried, cut and packed in the warehouse.

Because there were so many sweet potatoes needed, Lu Lin had to go far away to collect the sweet potatoes and send them back.

This coming and going is also a cost.

Lin Pingan felt that the mule cart at home was no longer enough.

The family got together in the evening and talked about buying a carriage.

Lin Xiangxiang suddenly remembered that the horses that the gangsters obtained from Gu Mingze last time ended up with Commander Qi.

what a pity.

There are also contributions from her and Big White Pig.

At that time, I didn't even think about getting a horse back.

Hey!

The whole family supported buying a carriage, so Lin Ping'an said to find someone to look around and buy a better horse, so that the carriage wouldn't need to be very good.

Lin Xiangxiang said, "Dad, it's better to buy two carriages, one for pulling people and one for pulling goods. When people go out, use the clean one for pulling people, and when pulling goods, use the larger, less clean one."

It would be uncomfortable to sit if those who were selling goods were mixed with those who were selling people.

Lin Ping'an also thought this was a good idea and said that he would find someone to find out when the time comes.

Now there were both mule-drawn and horse-drawn carriages at home. It was a good life that he had never imagined before.