After tidying up the kitchen, Lin Wan took him for a tour around each room, gazing at the spacious courtyard, the clean stone trough sink, and the various flowers under the walls.
Han Yi also liked it. Very satisfied.
Speaking of the house, Lin Wan had salvaged two low cabinets from the recycling station, repainted them with a green and white pattern, and placed them in the two bedrooms. The curtains were floral too. Next to the window was a large kang. It had a very rustic style.
"Do you like it?" Lin Wan asked, pulling Han Yi for another spin.
"Yes, very nice, especially the study, it has a lot of character," Han Yi’s favorite was the bookshelf and the irregular large desk inside.
"That large desk and the antique bookshelf behind it, I found them at the recycling station. They were particularly heavy, and Mom and I spent a lot of effort getting them back. They are made of golden silk nanmu, perfectly matching, although the bookshelf was missing a leg, which I later had a carpenter fix. I repainted them, and the inkstone on top is also a good inkstone."
"Xiao Wan, I’m sorry, I have a fixed salary every month, and I’m sorry that you’re putting up with using just these pieces of furniture. Don’t worry, this time back, they gave out quite a few rewards and allowances," Han Yi felt guilty hearing about Lin Wan’s thriftiness in finding furniture at the recycling station.
Unexpectedly, Lin Wan giggled, "What are you thinking? It’s not because we don’t have money at home, but because these things are really good, you can’t find them in the market. This kind of wood is very expensive, in the future, these study furniture pieces will be treasures for our family, you know?"
"Where are there any treasures at a recycling station?" Han Yi gave a wry smile.
Lin Wan choked and was about to argue back, but Han Yi spoke again.
"Why are there so many fabrics and clothes piled up in the west room?"
"I’ve been making clothes to sell recently, look, the clothes I’m wearing, do they look nice? I made them myself," as Lin Wan spoke, she opened her arms and spun around, showing off her clothes to Han Yi.
Han Yi nodded and looked at Lin Wan’s very nice outfit, "Very beautiful, only wear it at home in the future."
Lin Wan rolled her eyes at him disdainfully, "Of course, pajamas can only be worn at home."
Han Yi realized he said something silly, smiled casually, hugged Lin Wan tightly, unwilling to let go, turned around, looked at the pile of fabrics on the bed, and asked worriedly, "Most people go to department stores to buy things, those are produced by regular factories, people might not look at what you made, having so much, where will you sell it? Can you sell it?"
"These are private, the fabrics are good and cheap, they can be sold anywhere. I’ve already sold clothes twice, I set up stalls at the train station, at the entrance of communities and factories, business was great, I could make a few yuan, or even a dozen in a night," Lin Wan said proudly, thinking of her little savings, she chuckled.
"Do you go by yourself?"
"At first it was me alone, later Lijuan and Xiao Dung helped me."
Hearing those two names, Han Yi was clearly taken aback.
Lin Wan didn’t hide anything from him and told him about the recent events.
Lin Wan did not expect Han Yi’s reaction to be so calm, he just responded with an "oh" and nothing more.
"If you don’t like it, I will try not to associate with them in the future, don’t be upset."
"No, just let it be, it’s fine," Han Yi shook his head, hugging her.
"Hmm... It’s getting late, let’s sleep."
"Hold me," Lin Wan acted like a spoiled child, wrapping her arms and legs around him like an octopus.
Han Yi enjoyed it and smiled pleasantly, effortlessly holding her as he walked towards the east room.....