Chapter 119 118 Unable to freeze to death

Wang Hu entered the door and happily gave Wang Yuan a hug.

"Brother, you are finally back. I miss you so much."

"Get out of here, don't let me kick you."

Everyone else laughed instantly, and the atmosphere was very joyful.

In the evening, the meal was cooked in my mother's yard. Grandpa, grandma, second uncle, second aunt, third uncle, third aunt and others all stayed to eat.

The smoke curls out from the chimney, blends with the sunset on the horizon, and forms a winter ink painting amidst the barking of dogs.

Pa~

Wang Hu pulled the slingshot, and as soon as he loosened his finger, a stone was shot out. Unfortunately, his accurate aim could not even reach the sparrow's feathers. In the end, the stone hit a tree in the distance and bounced into the snow and disappeared.

"Oops~ My hands are so cold, otherwise I would definitely hit him."

Grandma, mother, second aunt and third aunt were cooking. Wang Yuan and Wang Hu couldn't help much, so they walked together in Tunzi.

Creak, creak, creak~

Walking forward through the thick snow, he opened his mouth and let out a stream of white air.

"Is there anything going on in the village recently?"

"It's nothing. Oh, I went into the mountains with the boss. In the middle of the night, Wang Shuai went to pee and met a wolf. The wolf almost chewed his leg, haha."

"Is there nothing serious about him?"

"It's okay. I didn't even go to the hospital to find a doctor in the village. After a few rounds of intravenous infusion, I'll be fine."

The two of them were walking and chatting, and unknowingly arrived at Wu Qian's house.

Looking through the stick, Wang Yuan saw the word "Happy" on the door of his house, and strings of corns and peppers hanging on the wall next to the big red word "Happy".

The golden corn, the red pepper, and the red word "happy" are all so eye-catching against the white snow.

"Wu Qian got married?" Wang Yuan was a little surprised.

"Yes, we got married more than a week ago, I guess, and I carried her back on a chariot."

A flash of envy flashed in Wang Hu's eyes. His peers were getting married one after another, but he was still alone. He sniffed and felt a little pitiful.

"Let's go in and see if there are any wedding candies left."

Wang Yuan took Wang Hu directly to the yard. When he went to herd the mountains last year, Wu Qian gave Wang Yuan precious eggs to eat. He still clearly remembered it.

Wu Qian's wife is "Xu Juan". She is short and fat and has some acne on her face. She is only 17 years old and is a few years younger than Wu Qian.

She was sitting in the main room blowing the bellows to cook when she suddenly saw two burly men barging in. She was startled and stood up quickly.

"You are--"

Just a few days after arriving, she was not even familiar with the people in the village.

"Brother and sister, are you cooking? Where is Wu Qian? Let him come out."

"Qianzi, someone is looking for you." Xu Juan laughed instantly. She guessed that Wang Yuan and Wang Hu were Wu Qian's childhood friends and came to play with Wu Qian.

Wu Qian was lying in the back room sleeping, covered with a thick military green cotton coat. After shouting several times and getting no response, Xu Juan came into the room and pulled him up.

"Don't sleep anymore, we are still guests at home."

"Ah, ah, who is it?" Wu Qian stood up in confusion and took two deep breaths.

Xu Juan said to Wang Yuan and Wang Hu sheepishly: "His cousin came here at noon. He drank a lot and hasn't sobered up yet."

Wu Qian rubbed his face twice before he regained consciousness, and said in surprise: "Wang Yuan? When did you come back?"

"I just came back today. How much did you drink?"

"It's less than two kilograms. You guys sit down first while I go to the thatched building." Wu Qian hurried to the thatched building and was much more energetic when he came back.

The three of them sat in the house chatting, Xu Juan brought them some fried peanuts, and then went to cook again.

After chatting about daily life, Wu Qian happily introduced the scene where Wang Shuai was bitten by a wolf. According to him, Wang Shuai was frightened and in pain at that time, and he cried miserably.

The wailing sounds don’t sound like human beings can make them anymore.

Wu Qian lit a cigarette, took a puff and blew out a smoke ring, sighing: "Fortunately, his life was not injured. The doctor said it was just a little bit close, and it was really just a little bit close."

He handed half a box of cigarettes to Wang Yuan. Wang Yuan did not smoke, but Wang Hu smoked one.

Wu Qian continued: "We carried Wang Shuai'er back together. The cotton pants were soaked with blood, dripping, and Wang Shuai'er scratched the boss's face.

The boss was speechless.

In the end, I gave his family some extra money for his medical expenses, and the matter was finally settled."

"So that's what happened."

"Okay, you can stay at my house for dinner tonight, Xiaojuan! Catch an old hen, kill it and stew it for a while. Brother Wang Yuan and I will have some."

"Hey, I'm going to kill him right now."

"No, no, no, no, we won't stay after the food is ready at home. Last year in the old forest, the eggs you treated me to were really delicious. Let's keep the old hen and let her lay the eggs."

Wang Yuan stood up, took out 100 yuan from his pocket and handed it over: "I was not at home when you got married, and I didn't give you a gift. Let's make up for it now. Okay, let's go. We have time to drink together."

Wu Qian originally didn't intend to take it, but Wang Yuan insisted on giving it to him and in the end he kept it.

When I came to the yard, I saw Xu Juan running around chasing the hen, "cuckoo, cuckoo~", and the chicken feathers were flying everywhere. She, an idiot, was exhausted and sweating, but she couldn't catch the old hen.

Wu Qian grinned: "Okay, okay, don't arrest me, Wang Yuan and the others won't stay for dinner."

"It's all in vain. This chicken will definitely not lay eggs tomorrow."

…

When we got home, the whole family had a lively meal. The time spent with the family was really relaxing and enjoyable. Everyone chatted until after 10 o'clock at night.

Under the moonlight, Wang Yuan and Li Yan returned home.

It’s stuck~

After closing the door, Wang Yuan turned around and hugged Li Yan directly. The latter struggled to open and finally let him hold her.

"Swallow, I miss you so much."

"I...I miss you too." With just one sentence, Li Yan's face began to turn red quickly.

"Hahaha~"

Instantly Wang Yuan laughed proudly, and Li Yan pinched him shyly: "Are you stupid? Let go quickly, let's go to the back room to watch TV."

The two of them went to the back room and turned on the TV, but Li Yan's attention was not on the TV series she loved to watch in the past. She kept talking to Wang Yuan about recent family affairs, as if she had endless things to say.

Wang Yuan listened carefully and occasionally responded to her.

After watching TV for a while, the wind outside the window became stronger, blowing against the door and making a rattling sound from the window frame.

"That's right Yanzi."

"What's going on?"

"I remembered that I bought you a cheongsam, high heels and stockings. Don't worry about the bottom of the box. Please try them on quickly."

"Ah, how can I wear this?"

Li Yan blushed and was very embarrassed, but she finally put it on. Her figure looked better and better under the cheongsam. She turned around twice at Wang Yuan's request.

"What is this? It looks like I'm not wearing anything on my legs. If anyone sees this, I'll just hang myself."

"Hahaha~ It's okay, let's wear it secretly at home."

Wang Yuan knew that this era was very conservative, but he believed that his wife was definitely not the first to wear stockings. There were many such things in foreign-related stores, and many people would buy some foreign exchange coupons and wear them secretly at home.

Silk stockings appeared very early. More than 400 years ago, some male nobles in Europe began to wear silk stockings to show off their toned thighs, and then also wore high heels.

In later generations, European men seem to have become more and more conservative, and few men wear stockings.

Silk stockings entered China during the Republic of China, and makeup and hair, cheongsam paired with silk stockings, and high heels became all the rage in the upper class.

The next day.

Wang Yuan got up very late.

When he got up and walked through the snow with his wife Li Yan to the chicken farm, Uncle Wei Guo had already heated up the stove in the chicken house.

Pa da~

When I opened the light cord, I saw 10 electric lights lighting up instantly, and more than 1,200 chickens woke up in an instant, cooing.

Liu Weiguo was smiling all over his face, wearing a thick cotton-padded jacket, with a pipe and pot stuck to his waist: "Xiaoyuan, this heater is really amazing. It can warm up such a big house once it's turned on."

"Haha, that's what heating is like. Come on, let's feed her."

The chicken house with more than an acre of land is equipped with earthen heaters. The radiators, stoves, etc. are all made by the master himself. Heating does not have much technical content. It is a stove that heats hot water, and the hot water is in the pipes.

Circulation dissipates heat.

Of course, there are also heaters that rely on "hot air" for heating. For example, on buses in Lindu City, the exhaust pipe is connected to the car and rotated around, and the heat of the exhaust gas is used to heat the interior of the car.
To be continued...