Lady Lingquan lifts a thousand pounds

Liu Siniang had long known that Mrs. Lin was unconvinced and would definitely find an opportunity to take action when there was no one around.

Therefore, she avoided it early.

Mrs. Lin's slap failed and she said angrily, "You still dare to hide?"

She had wanted to attack Liu Siniang before, but she had never failed.

Liu Siniang smiled, put down her things, turned around and left, regardless of how Mrs. Lin cursed people in the yard.

Not far after walking out, I met Lin Ping'an.

Lin Pingan looked up and down, then looked at her face.

"Si Niang, are they making things difficult for you?"

Liu Siniang smiled and shook her head, "She wanted to hit me, but I dodged it."

Lin Pingan was very angry, but there was nothing he could do.

"Si Niang, stay away from this in the future. Don't go there alone. There are people at home who are buying. You can go there with them."

"Ok, I know."

The two of them walked back home together, entered the house, closed the door, and then started laughing.

This was the first time they took the initiative to resist the old house alone, and it was something they had discussed long ago.

Now that they are rich, the old house will not let them go, and will definitely think of other ways to bury them.

Lin Ping'an didn't want to harm his wife and children, and he didn't want his family to be slandered all the time despite doing the right thing.

So, he thought of resisting.

He told Liu Siniang his thoughts, and Liu Siniang was very touched that he finally had such a proactive consciousness.

The two discussed it and practiced secretly, and finally came up with a countermeasure.

In fact, everyone has weaknesses. Their weaknesses are thin-skinned, caring too much about reputation, and being too filial.

Mrs. Lin's biggest weakness is the reputation of Lin Youfu and Lin Guangsheng.

Today they deliberately brought up the reputation issue of these two people, and Mrs. Lin really backed down.

Although he succeeded, Lin Ping'an still felt desolate when he thought about how he succeeded.

"My mother deliberately eliminated us for money and wanted the whole village to scold us. She didn't care at all about our reputation and that of our children."

"But whenever it comes to her eldest brother and Guangsheng, she becomes nervous. For their sake, she even abandons her original plan."

Whenever he thinks about how unimportant he is in his mother's heart and how easy it is to give up, he feels heartbroken.

They are both biological sons, so why is there such a big difference?

Liu Siniang patted him on the shoulder and told him not to be sad.

"Don't think about it, let's live our own lives, which is better than anything else."

Lin Pingan smiled dryly.

Yes, living well is better than anything else.

But he understands that the better his life is, the less happy his parents will be for him, but will hate him even more.

He really doesn't understand. They are both the children of his parents, so why is there such a big difference in treatment?

Lin Ping'an touched his head and stopped thinking about this. His parents didn't love him anyway, so he had to be kind to his children, which could be regarded as making up for the regrets he had when he was a child.

At this time, Zhou Feng ran over and shouted in the yard, "Master, madam, a guest is here."

Lin Ping'an quickly came out of the room, "What kind of guest?"

Before Zhou Feng finished speaking, Rong Jinrong came in with someone.

"Brother Lin, it's me, Rong Jinrong."

Not only was he dressed brightly, but the four people following behind him also brought gifts.

In fact, he had been in the village for a while, and originally wanted to find someone to ask for directions.

After entering the village, I discovered that there was no one on the street in the entire village, and I didn't know what they were doing.

He had no choice but to have someone drive a carriage around the village. He saw a large house with smoke still coming out next to it, and people were working, so he thought it should be this house.

I tried asking around and found that I was looking for the right place.

"I'm sorry, I have to go out in a few days, so I came here in a hurry. It's too abrupt, don't mind."

Rong Jinrong was really anxious, so he came a little too hastily.

Lin Ping'an didn't expect that he would come in such a hurry, but even though he was here, there was no reason to push him back.

"Please come in quickly. Everyone at home is busy and I didn't know you were coming today. I'm sorry."

Liu Siniang also quickly came out of the room, moved a chair, and prepared tea and other things.

Rong Jinrong looked at the thick threads drying in the yard and didn't want to sit down. He asked with interest, "Brother Lin, are those threads used for making gloves?"

He went back and thought about it a lot, and remembered that the thread of the glove was very thick.

I just don’t know how it is woven.

Lin Ping'an said that it was the thread used to knit gloves.

Rong Jinrong couldn't wait and asked about the gloves.

Lin Ping'an showed him the samples he had at home, "Only these samples have been released now, and we are still preparing the line. Nothing else has been completed. You came too early."

There is nothing. It is indeed too early.

Rong Jinrong said it didn't matter, "Sooner or later, how do you plan to sell it? I want more."

In fact, the prices have been set, but now there are few varieties, and the price list Lin Ping'an can give is also very thin, with only a few items.

Ordinary gloves, colored gloves, thick and thin ones, scarves and hats.

To make it clear, pictures were also drawn.

If it weren't for the pictures, the terms on this piece of paper would be even thinner.

But Rong Jinrong was already very happy and pointed downwards, "Will this one with wool thread be made in the future?"

Lin Ping'an said yes, "By the way, we also want to ask you, if you go to Chirong Country, can you ask if they sell wool there? It's the kind of very fine wool."

Rong Jinrong thought for a while, "People over there can weave carpets out of wool, but no one usually buys this stuff. After all, it has no other use than weaving carpets."

"Only people from the Chirong Kingdom have the skills to weave carpets. People from other places asked for wool to no avail, so no one bought it."

He asked Lin Pingan if he wanted to buy wool.

"Is it used to knit gloves and scarves or something?"

Wool scarves and gloves, what do they look like?

He became even more curious.

"How about you give me gloves and I'll collect the wool for you?"

Lin Ping'an also meant the same thing.

"But if you go out this time, we won't be able to give you the goods. After all, the lines are not ready yet."

Rong Jinrong thought it didn't matter, "I can take the wool back to you. Let's sign a contract, and you must promise to provide me with gloves."

Lin Ping'an is already very familiar with signing contracts.

He's not very good at just writing contracts.

He said that it would be better to wait until lunch. The children would be back during lunch and they could help read the contents of the contract and so on.

Liu Siniang has already taken people to cook. When people come and they bring so many gifts, they must be treated well.

Rong Jinrong chatted with Lin Ping'an and looked at the smoking yard next door.

"What's over there?"

He has been curious since the beginning.

Lin Ping'an said it was a workshop, "Vermicelli workshop, a family business."

"Vermicelli?"

Rong Jinrong's eyes widened, "Does the vermicelli workshop belong to your family?"

This time he went out and brought vermicelli with him, but he bought them from someone else.

The price is high, the quantity is small, and others are grabbing the rest.

He has always wanted to know who made the vermicelli and wanted to find the original supplier's workshop, but he has never been able to find it.

After all, those who took the goods didn’t want others to know where they got the goods.

Unexpectedly, when he was looking for gloves, he found a merchant that produced vermicelli.