Back to 1992, slingshot hunting skill points!

After breakfast, Lin Chuan went to work in the fields with his mother.

In the past, it was just my mom and Lin Feng who did all the work in the fields. But these past few days, Lin Feng has left, and we've fallen behind on a lot of the work.

However, there is also good news. Since Lin Chuan often mentioned and hinted that the family has become wealthy, his mother has not been struggling to keep going all by herself these past few days.

In previous years, after harvesting early soybeans and peanuts, sesame would be planted in the field or sweet potatoes would be propagated by cuttings. My mother said that this year, we should skip it and just buy them when we want to eat them.

This change was very gratifying. Lin Chuan felt that his efforts had not been in vain, and his mother's views were gradually changing.

Indeed, no one is born loving to work hard; it's all about money. Once you have money, everyone knows how to relax.

After working in the fields for two consecutive days, with Lin Chuan joining as a fresh force, all the previously missed progress was caught up.

On the third day, Lin Chuan did not go to the fields, but instead led Lin Feng, Lin Xue, and Wang Yan to Liu Heng's house.

Yesterday, Lin Xue's friend Xiao Hua told her that Liu Heng wanted Lin Chuan to come over.

Liu Heng is Liu Donghe's son, the same carpenter Lin Chuan hired to make furniture last time.

When Lin Chuan arrived at the Liu family's house, he saw the father and son still busy at work. Lin Chuan was a little puzzled. Why did they call him over when the furniture wasn't finished?

After drinking tea and exchanging pleasantries for a while, Liu Heng finally explained his purpose:

"Xiao Chuan, I heard the admission notice arrived at the school. Why don't you go and pick it up?"

"Has it arrived? Thank you, Heng-ge. I'll pick it up tomorrow."

These days, admission notices are mailed to the school without a phone call. When they arrive, the teacher will have someone pass on a message, and then you go pick them up yourself.

Lin Chuan showed little interest in the notification letter.

What is the purpose of studying? Isn't it just to live a good life? Or is it to serve the country and contribute to world peace?

Lin Chuan has a system and knows about future trends, so he can easily live a good life. Why should he go to school and suffer?

Studying is tiring, more tiring than hunting. Only a fool would want to go back to studying.

After exchanging a few pleasantries with Liu Heng, Lin Chuan steered the conversation towards furniture:

"Brother Heng, is the furniture ready?"

"Yes, there are two wardrobes and one wall cabinet, and the clothes rack you requested is also ready."

"I'll take these back first, and I'll get the rest later."

"Okay, I'll take it back to you."

"Thank you, Brother Heng."

The wardrobes and cabinets were quite large, and Lin Chuan could only take one at a time. However, he was quick, and within minutes of Lin Feng and Liu Heng carrying one back, he had already brought back the last one.

"Hey, Heng-ge, don't go! I'll get you some money."

"No need, no need, I'll give you the same thing after it's done."

In rural areas, even into later generations, people often prefer to owe money after a task is completed. They would not settle the payment until the end of the year, and sometimes this would drag on for several years.

Lin's father did things like this before, and some of the things he did for others still haven't been recovered.

Therefore, Lin Chuan deeply abhorred this behavior, as it was not only troublesome but also prone to causing confusion and messy accounts later on.

He wasn't short of money, so he simply took five hundred yuan and stuffed it into Liu Heng's hand.

"Oh, this is too much, too much."

"It's okay, there are other things later, we can settle them all together then."

Since they're all from the same bay, Lin Chuan isn't worried about any problems. Craftsmen value their reputation, so there won't be any issues with the quality of their products or them defaulting on payments.

"Don't worry, I'll go back and get the rest out with my dad as soon as possible."

Liu Heng was very happy to receive the money, gave Lin Chuan a thumbs up, and took the initiative to show his enthusiasm.

Indeed, if you want a horse to run fast, you have to feed it plenty of grass first.

"Brother, this wardrobe is really beautiful. It's different from ordinary wardrobes."

The wardrobe in Lin Chuan's house was made by Lin's father himself. It has two doors and small and large compartments inside, but no area for hanging clothes.

The wardrobe that Lin Chuan is making now is based on a design from later generations. Well, it's not really a design; it's just the kind of layout that's common in later generations.

There are three sliding doors. The top row of large compartments is for quilts, the right row of small compartments is for clothes, and the bottom left compartment has a huge wooden stick embedded in it.

Lin Chuan also had it painted white, so it matched the whitewashed walls in the house, which looked strangely pleasing.

There are two wardrobes, one in Mom's room and one in Lin Chuan's room.

The person who was most excited to see the wardrobe was not Lin Chuan or Lin Feng, but Lin Xue. She kept pulling on the wardrobe door, her eyes sparkling.

Lin Chuan patted her head: "Don't rush, your wardrobe is still being made. It's too tall for you to use."

"Brother, do I have one too?"

"Of course, every room has one, Xiao Feng, yours is too."

"Great, I have such a beautiful cabinet now!"

Lin Xue was very happy, while Wang Yan looked at the cabinet with great envy and suddenly ran out.

"Yanzi, where are you going?"

"I'll go back and ask my dad to make one for me too."

"Hey, slow down, don't fall."

After Wang Yan left, Lin Chuan and the other two began to tidy up.

Previously, there was only one wardrobe in our house, which was made when my parents got married, and it was in my mother's room.

In the other rooms, there was a moisture-proof rack with a wooden box on top, the kind with doors that open from top to bottom, where clothes were folded and stored.

It looked terrible against the wall, so Lin Chuan moved the box aside and placed the wardrobe against the wall. It looked much better that way.

"Hey, don't put this in there."

Seeing Lin Xue and Lin Feng start stuffing clothes into the closet, Lin Chuan interrupted them.

"Brother, what's wrong?"

Lin Chuan took a piece of clothing from Lin Feng's hand, shook it open, and saw patches upon patches on it.

"Throw away these clothes, get rid of the old clothes, and wear new clothes from now on."

"Brother, you can still wear this. You can wear it sometimes when you go up the mountain."

"And this one, and this one too."

Lin Chuan picked up two more pieces of clothing. These were two pairs of pants that Lin Chuan and Lin Feng had worn, with the legs almost completely worn away.

"We're not short of money at home now, so these things are useless to us. Let's throw them all away and buy new clothes for ourselves from now on."

The concept of decluttering and minimalism is not something people have nowadays.

Anything that I feel might be useful, I'll stuff away and leave it there; some things haven't been touched for ten years.

Taking this opportunity, Lin Chuan prepared to carry out a major cleanup.

Lin Feng and Lin Xue were still somewhat reluctant, but under Lin Chuan's firm stance, they didn't say anything.

In the end, there were only a dozen or so sets of clothes in the closet, which was the total number of clothes the three of them owned.

Three boxes were stacked on the ground, filled with things Lin Chuan intended to discard.

"Brother, what should we do with these? Mom will probably be angry if we throw them away."

"I know, that's exactly what's bothering me."

This is really hard to deal with, unless you burn it directly, but burning clothes doesn't seem like a good idea either.

If you throw your mother away, she might just pick her up again. But Lin Chuan could take her far away and bury her.

But I'm also afraid of upsetting my mom so badly that she'll nag me for the rest of her life if I do that.

Unless we first get her to accept our ideas, which is not something that can be done in a short time.

It's really difficult, and Lin Chuan is also having a huge headache just thinking about it.

(My darlings, please give your child a follow-up reading! Love you all!)