Chapter 108 Concern
Qin Gui'e looked at Mr. Lin, bewildered. She had no idea what Mr. Lin was keeping secret and was waiting for him to start talking.

Mr. Lin shook his head. His wife was honest but stupid. When he first brought up the idea of ​​rosewood, he winked at her, but she didn't understand at all.

Master Lin sighed. It seemed that not every daughter was as lucky as Li Luo. Not only was she good at talking, but she also married a good husband.

"Didn't you say you wanted a rosewood bed?" Mr. Lin almost told Qin Gui'e explicitly.

However, Qin Gui'e still didn't understand the deeper meaning of Mr. Lin's words and looked at him in confusion.

"Do you still remember that your father is a carpenter?" Master Lin said with a gloomy face.

Qin Gui'e nodded: "Dad is a carpenter, and he promised Li Luo that he would make a bed and a cabinet for him."

"Yes, and the labor cost is not less than ours, but this wood is very valuable."

"The best huanghuali wood on the market now belongs to Hai Shi. However, there are other woods on the market that can replace huanghuali, and they are much cheaper than huanghuali--" A calculating look appeared on Master Lin's face.

Qin Gui'e suddenly realized: "Dad means..."

Seeing that Qin Gui'e finally got the idea, Master Lin nodded with satisfaction: "As long as we can complete this order, we won't have to worry about anything for the whole year. With the labor cost plus the price of these wood materials, what if Dad makes a pearwood bed for you and Jiangang?"

Now it was Qin Gui'e's turn to be proud. Even if Li Luo was rich, what would it matter? He still couldn't handle her father? Although she lost face in front of Li Luo, Master Lin secretly vented her anger.

Thinking of this, Qin Gui'e's originally depressed anger suddenly eased up.

"Dad, I'm sorry. I wronged you before." Qin Gui'e's attitude of admitting her mistake was extremely sincere.

Mr. Lin waved his hand and said, "We are one family, let's not talk about those two families. As for these people, what does it matter if you praise them a few words?"

"As long as they become complacent, that's the time for us to exploit their loopholes." Master Lin explained to Qin Gui'e with a smile.

Qin Gui'e nodded repeatedly, looking as if she had learned something.

Watching Master Lin's receding back, Cheng Yuzhu couldn't help but feel a little worried. She clearly saw Master Lin glance at Qin Gui'e meaningfully before he left, but that was only for a split second, and then his expression returned to normal.

If Cheng Yuzhu didn't have good eyesight, she probably wouldn't be able to see this scene clearly. Cheng Yuzhu's heart was suddenly in her throat.

"Luoluo, are you going to agree to buy this Huanghuali wood so easily? Mom advises you to reconsider it. Although our two families are relatives, what if they plot against us and we have no evidence?"

Cheng Yuzhu's worries were not unfounded. She had heard from villagers before that someone made a Simmons bed, but before half a year had passed, the boards broke. Upon closer inspection, it was found that the wood was full of worm holes and was completely unsuitable for sleeping.

"Mom, you don't have to worry about this. Didn't Second Grandpa just say that you can choose the materials yourself, and I will be the supervisor. You still need to look carefully at your own Simmons bed."

Li Luo's confident look made Cheng Yuzhu feel a little more at ease.

Li Luo spent the rest of the time calculating with Cheng Yuzhu and Shen Jiaojiao how much vegetables and meat they would need to buy to set up a banquet of ten tables, as well as the flour for making steamed buns.

At that time, as long as a tally list is issued, all these can be brought back by Lin Weiguo, and Ling Zhuoqun also said that all the money will be reimbursed by him. When the calculation was completed, it was dark again, but the process was basically straightened out.

In addition to Mr. Lin and his family who came that day, Li Luo met several other relatives one after another. However, no one brought bad luck to Li Luo again. I wonder if they heard something from Qin Gui'e.

Since the relatives treated Li Luo with courtesy, Li Luo naturally reciprocated with courtesy. She did not have the habit of making enemies everywhere.

After finishing all the matters, Li Luo collapsed on the bed, staring blankly at the ceiling. It was more like beams made of wooden stakes than a ceiling.

Li Luo suddenly missed the time when the two little kids would suddenly pop up and help her water the plants at home. Although Da Mao always looked arrogant, his concern for her was increasing day by day.

I don’t know if they missed her during the two days when she was away from home, but Li Luo missed them anyway.

Yaya was lying beside Li Luo, sleeping soundly. Occasionally, she would turn over once or twice, leaning tightly in Li Luo's arms, and mumbling something. Li Luo listened carefully. It seemed as if she was calling for her mother or her father.

It seems that Yaya also misses home.

Another thing that Li Luo was worried about was whether Ling Zhuoqun would have no time to cook for the children, and the children would have to cook for themselves... The more he thought about it, the more anxious Li Luo became.

The next morning, Li Luo got up early and got busy, making three more lunches and asking Lin Mo to take them to school.

"Sister, isn't this too rich?" Lin Mo looked at the thick chicken steak in his lunch box, which was covered with thick sauce and had a slight sweet smell.

After eating so much of the food his sister cooked, he didn't want her to leave.

"Did you see what Da Mao and Xiao Mao ate yesterday?" Li Luo asked.

Lin Mo raised his head, touched his chin with his index finger, and thought: "Oh! That's right, it's roasted potatoes!"

"I couldn't help but take a bite, and it actually had some of my sister's cooking skills." Lin Mo smiled and said, "Now they can't show off in front of me, but I can show off my sister's cooking skills to them!"

"But don't worry, sister. I also gave them my meals, otherwise they might go hungry." Lin Mo said solemnly.

Li Luo felt inexplicably sorry for Da Mao and Xiao Mao. When she was not at home, the two children had to cook the dishes themselves. She was still hoping that Ling Zhuoqun could make a delicious meal for the children. It seemed that Ling Zhuoqun had been very busy these two days.

Li Luo sighed and put the other two meals in Lin Mo's bag: "Mo Mo, please give these two meals to Da Mao and Xiao Mao."

Li Luo was still worried after all. The two brothers had finally become stronger under her care, and they couldn't be careless at this critical juncture.

Lin Mo nodded. He also knew that his sister was worried about Da Mao and Xiao Mao, and as an uncle, it was his responsibility to bring meals to his nephews.

"Sister, don't worry, I will definitely hand it over to them personally." Lin Mo assured Li Luo.

Although he showed off to his two brothers yesterday, neither of them was in a good mood, especially Ling Xiaolei, who stared at him with resentment, almost making him nervous.