Soon, Lin Xiaofu ran through all the families that had bought grain last time, and finally three were willing to come to buy fish.

Among them was Grandpa Yang San, who carried a bamboo basket and followed Lin Xiaofu out of the door.

The Lin family didn't weigh it, Lin Xiaofu directly asked the family to bring their own scales and weigh them themselves.

The size of the two can be about the same weight, if it is exceeded, then add more wheat noodles as well.

Although the ration is tight, it is still very exciting to drink fish soup without spending money.

You must know that a pound of pork costs 20 yuan, and this fish is only 5 yuan, isn't it cheap?

Everyone felt that although the rations were tight, they still took advantage of their own food.

But Lin Xiaofu is another abacus, and this business is very happy.

Soon sold seven, a total of eight catties and six taels, with Yang San's grandfather being the majority.

And the Lin family also exchanged for four catties and three taels of wheat noodles.

Zhao Zicheng, who was working in the vegetable field next to him, was also emotional when he saw this movement.

Originally, they planned to go to the town to sell fish, and the price of live fish was slightly lower than that of dried fish, but it was also troublesome for dried fish to be dried and colored.

Of course, they can give it a try, but they don't have the manpower to go to town now, and they planned to save up for a few days to go to the market.

But he understands the little daughter-in-law's thoughts, no matter how good the deal is, it is better to make money into his own hands as soon as possible.

Exchanging fish for food, for them, it only took a morning's effort, and the Lin family was short of food, so they had food to eat when they got food.

Of course, not everyone in the village can eat fish every day, and it is not wise to put business in the village.

But today's business may be related to Mrs. Zhou's trip.

Zhao Zicheng just listened to some conversations in the vegetable field next to him, and guessed by himself.

Half of the fish in the tub are still raised.

Lin Xiaofu waited for the small fish to finish drying, and then asked the little brother to turn the bamboo shoots aside.

She and her little sister went to the river to do laundry.

I carried my dirty clothes in the morning, and I was so busy that I had time to wash them.

At noon, the sun rose, the weather was clear, and the wind was much lighter.

Lin Yu also sat in the courtyard basking in the sun, took out the new cloth bought by his son-in-law, and began to sew clothes.

Although his spirit was recovering, his body was still weak after a long illness, and after staring at the needlework for a while, Lin Yushi felt a little tired, so he had to rest and continue.

After Lin Xiaolu finished drying the bamboo shoots, he brought a bowl of tea to the vegetable field for Zhao Zicheng to drink.

Soon after, the sisters came back from washing their clothes, and brought back two families who wanted to buy fish, and exchanged them for two catties of wheat noodles again.

And Aunt Zhou didn't come over again, but she kept paying attention to the matter in front of her house, muttering to the women walking around the village.

Lin Xiaofu didn't pay attention to it, she was busy cleaning up her own house in the East Wing.

The quilt has been washed and dried last time, and it is all clean, just change it.

In her room, there is really a square table and two benches, which is much more decent than in Zhao Zicheng's house.

If it weren't for her father's early departure and debt, her family's life would not have been so difficult.

After finishing his work, Lin Xiaofu moved a small stool to sit in the yard, talk to his mother, and watch his mother make clothes.

She has the memory of the host, but the host's needlework has not been transferred to her, which is really embarrassing.

She doesn't know how to sew clothes, but she's a professional at playing with needles, but with silver needles.

With nimble fingers and excellent eyesight, what she needs now is learning and adapting.

Looking at it, seeing that her mother was tired again, Lin Xiaofu took the needle and thread in her hand and sewed it up.

After the clothing was cut, Lin Yushi cut out Lin Xiaolu's size and style, and the rest was the needlework with uniform and dense stitches.

Lin Xiaofu has watched it for so long, so he naturally learned it.