As soon as An Jing heard Xiao Changyi's response, she excitedly added, "Then let's make the Stepping Dehusking Machine tomorrow morning. It's very simple to make and doesn't take much effort."
"Hmm," Xiao Changyi had no objections.
"Let's first hull twenty catties of rice to eat, and leave the rest of the grain rice until we've made the grain rice and then hull it." They had harvested more than six loads of rice at home, and she and her husband had planned not to sell a single catty, keeping it all to eat at home.
"Hmm," Xiao Changyi still had no objections.
"Once we've hulled the twenty catties of rice, should we start making furniture first, or building the house?" These simple days, consulting with her husband on every little thing, were very mundane, but An Jing was very happy.
She felt happy every second.
This caused the smile on her face to hardly ever fade.
And Xiao Changyi, he truly enjoyed watching An Jing smile.
