In the depths of winter, there wasn't much rain, and the water level of Nanxi had dropped significantly. At this time, the stone snails were particularly lean, with very little meat, and the wild ducks seldom laid eggs, reducing the places to earn money.
Fortunately, Lin Qin's luck was still intact. Every time she could catch big fish, plus Chen Wenjun would set the fish traps and catch margay fish. On slow days, they made thirty or forty yuan, but on good days, they made eighty or ninety.
The family had no external debts, nor did they need to build a house. It didn't matter if they earned more or less, and they had gold hidden for emergencies. Their days could only get better.
The day before New Year's Eve, the construction site closed.
After Lin Qin finished the last meal, she cleaned up the cooking shed and was about to leave when Huang Wenlong suddenly came in carrying a large bag.
"Sister-in-law, here, here, this New Year's gift is for you."
