The little chef in the era made a fortune by raising a baby

Chapter 281
While drying, Zhao Anan asked Xiao Lin to prepare some wooden boards for herself. Besides the wooden boards, she also brought Xiao Lin's tool bag.

"Xiao Lin, are you tired?" Zhao Anan slowly wiped the chair with a handkerchief, looked up at Xiao Lin with a smile.

Xiao Lin replied without thinking: "I'm not tired, what's the matter?"

"If you're not tired, go cook!"

Xiao Lin nodded, "Okay, what do you want to eat, I'll make it."

"Just do what you see." Zhao An'an was busy with the work in hand, "I'm not picky about food, and Zi Shanzimei is not picky about food, so you just make something soft, suitable for grandma."

"Okay, then I'm going to cook."

Xiao Lin simply agreed, and then went into the kitchen.

Zhao An'an carefully wiped the chairs next to each other. If she wanted to remodel, she would start with the chairs.

The chair is less damaged, and it will be repaired faster.

The damaged area of ​​the table is not too large, but the table itself is larger than the chair, so relatively speaking, the damage is larger.

Zhao An'an wiped all the chairs, and after waiting for a while to dry, she took out the sandpaper and started to polish.

For uneven places, carefully polish and smooth them, and then scrape putty powder on them.

Putty powder is scraped up, and after it dries, another layer of varnish is applied.

Put on the varnish, wait for it to dry again, and after it dries, paint it with the same color as the original color of the chair.

The chairs are vermilion, and the table is also vermilion, so it is easy to buy lacquer.

The table and chairs also matched perfectly. Although Zhao Anan thought it was a little ugly, but in this era in the book, it was the color that every household liked.

Zhao An'an was seriously tinkering while Xiao Rin was cooking in the kitchen.

When the time came, Grandma Zhou went out to pick up the two children from school.

Xiao Lin finished the meal, Grandma Zhou followed the child back, Zhao Anan made the yard full of smells, Xiao Lin didn't bring the food to the yard to eat as usual.

"An'an, don't mess with it, wash your hands and eat."

"Oh, good." Zhao Anan promised Xiao Rin with his mouth, but continued with his hands.

Xiao Lin put the table in the kitchen, set the food and took the stool, and called out for his daughter-in-law again.

"An'an, don't mess with it, wash your hands and eat."

"I see, stop barking." Zhao Anan said impatiently, "Eat first, don't worry about me."

She doesn't like being interrupted when she is concentrating on doing things. Xiao Lin has shown no temper these days, which made her forget that she should please Xiao Lin to live on.

Now Zhao An'an doesn't take Xiao Lin seriously.

Xiao Lin walked to her side, bent down and picked her up, "Go and wash your hands."

Xiao Lin's arms are full of muscles, strong and powerful, holding her with ease.

Zhao An'an kicked his legs, "Xiao Lin, let me go, I'm angry."

Xiao Lin didn't care if she was angry or not, she directly brought her to the faucet, "Wash your hands and eat."

Zhao Anan glared at him, "I don't wash, I don't eat, what can you do to me."

Xiao Lin grabbed his daughter-in-law's hand without arguing with her, and just put it under the tap to wash it.

Zhao Anan struggled a few times, but his strength was no match for Xiao Lin, so he simply gave up.

"I don't want to eat yet. I want to go to work and get it done soon."

Zhao An'an softened his voice, "Good Xiao Lin, just let me go to work!"

"That won't work." Xiao Lin refused without thinking, "No matter what, I have to eat my meal."

"After dinner, I'll make it with you."

"But you don't know what I want to look like!"

"Then you tell me, and I'll know after you tell me."

While the husband and wife were talking, Xiao Lin washed his daughter-in-law's hands clean.

He took a towel and wiped her hands clean, "People are like iron and rice is steel. If you don't eat a meal, you will feel hungry."

"You're full, you can do whatever you want."

"I'll accompany you."

"All right!"

Zhao An'an agreed in a muffled voice, "Then it's settled, after dinner, you are not allowed to bother me anymore."

"Okay, I promise, let's do it!" Xiao Lin had no choice but to spoil her.

Only then did Zhao An'an laugh, "That's fine, let's go eat!"

The food Xiao Lin cooks is very simple, but the taste is very good, a stir-fried meat with wild garlic sprouts, a fried egg with tomatoes, a small cabbage soup, and a cold salad of wild celery.

Zhao Anan went back to Xiaojia Village, then went to Baibao Mountain, and brought back a lot of wild vegetables.

These wild vegetables are enough for many meals.

Zhao Anan was thinking about repairing the tables, chairs and benches. She quickly finished a bowl of rice, then put down her chopsticks and continued to repair the benches.

Seeing that Xiao Lin couldn't hold back, he didn't stop him. His daughter-in-law became stubborn, and even nine bulls couldn't stop her.

Zhao Anan went to repair the tables and chairs, and soon after Zi Shanzimei finished her meal, she followed her.

"Mom, what are you doing here!"

Xiao Zimei asked childishly: "Mom, I want to help you, can I?"

"Of course." Zhao An'an gave Xiao Zimei a chair she had repaired, "Zimei, you use this brush, dipped in this paint, and draw some twisted flowers on it."

"See if you can draw."

Xiao Zimei replied without thinking: "I can draw, mother, I can draw."

"Mother, what do you want this flower to look like! Or I can draw whatever I want!"

Zhao An'an thought for a while and said: "You can play freely! But every chair you want to draw must be the same."

This chair and table are a set, so it's not too fancy.

"Okay, mother, I understand."

Xiao Zimei picked up the brush, dipped it in white paint, and ran to get her drawing book, where she first drew a draft.

What she drew was the lotus they had seen when they went for a walk together.

"Mother, can you look at this?" After Xiao Zimei finished drawing, she showed Zhao An'an a drawing book.

Zhao An'an glanced at it, the lotus painting is so lifelike!
"That's right, that's pretty good."

Zhao An'an was not stingy with his praise, "Our Zimei is really great, and I repaired this table and chair with my mother. This waste is in our mother's hands, but it has become a treasure!"

Zhao An'an's praise was extremely sincere, and Xiao Zimei's face turned red from the praise, "Ms. An An, is it true?"

Zhao Anan nodded earnestly, "Really, our boy is beautiful, clever, obedient and capable. If An Anniang didn't have Zimei's help, she wouldn't be able to make this look so good."

"Then I will continue to draw, An An, I can still draw a lot of good-looking ones. During the drawing class, the teacher praised me."

Xiao Zimei blushed and shared with Zhao An'an what happened in school.

"The teacher praised me and my brother, so my brother counts."

"Every topic you do is right."

"Really!" Zhao Anan made a surprised expression: "Our Zi Shan Zi Mei, so we are so good in school!"

(End of this chapter)