Jin Feng washed his hands, and Runniang had already put the rice on the table.
Jin Feng, who was eager to return home, had traveled all day and hadn't eaten much. He was starving, so he didn't hesitate to pick up the bowl and eat.
I ate two bowls in a row before stopping.
Runniang took away the dishes and chopsticks, and the night shift female workers also came one after another.
The small courtyard became lively again.
Many people came over to ask about Jin Feng's war this time.
After eating, he wanted to do something else. Jin Feng looked at Guan Xiaorou, who was becoming more and more energetic. How could he think of chatting with a group of old ladies?
Women who talk casually and perfunctorily.
"Why are you all so ignorant? Brother Feng must have had a lot of secret conversations with Xiaorou since he has been gone for so long. Why don't you have to work for whatever you are doing here?"
The third aunt who had just arrived knew what was going on as soon as she entered the house, and drove the women away with smiles and curses.
"Oh, why did I forget this? No wonder Brother Feng doesn't want to talk to us!"
"Last time, my man went to the county government to work for half a month, and he almost tortured me to death when he came back. Brother Feng, Xiaorou is weak, so you should take it easy."
"Let's go and do some work."
The aunt and sister-in-law spoke more and more openly, and Guan Xiaorou was too embarrassed to raise her head.
Tang Dongdong glanced at the two of them ambiguously, and took Xiao'e away as well.
Runniang very wisely boiled a bucket of bath water, put it in the east room, and then ran to the hut.
Only Jin Feng and Guan Xiaorou were left in the main room.
"Haha, Runniang is becoming more and more sensible."
Jin Feng smiled and closed the door.
Knowing that Guan Xiaorou was still shy, he stopped teasing her and went to the east room by himself.
In the open space of the east room, there is a huge bath bucket, which still smells of tung oil. It must have been purchased recently.
After a long and dusty journey, I really deserve a good wash.
As soon as she finished taking off her clothes, Guan Xiaorou came in.
"Aren't you shy?"
Jin Feng joked with a smile.
"You are my boss, what is there to be ashamed of?"
Guan Xiaorou blushed and spoke hard.
"Then wash together?"
"Don't make trouble!"
Guan Xiaorou coquettishly slapped off her dirty hands and picked up the bath towel to rub Jin Feng's back.
But as I was washing, I was pulled into the bathtub.
A breakup is better than a wedding. The two of them are at the age where they know each other's taste. Anyway, they have already been laughed at. Guan Xiaorou simply let go and took the initiative to vent her longing for Jin Feng.
The two of them kept tossing until midnight before they stopped.
In fact, Jin Feng still had some unfinished ideas, but he couldn't stop. It was time for the night shift female workers to have supper.
Jin Feng could hear them giggling under the window.
Guan Xiaorou lay on Jin Feng's chest panting, drawing circles and snickering.
"The brick house hasn't been built yet?"
Jin Feng asked helplessly.
Including the time on the road, it took him more than two months to go back and forth to Weizhou. Logically speaking, the tile-roofed house should be completed, but why are the female workers still working on the thatched shed?
Isn't this a good thing that is delaying yourself?
"The factory building has been built, but the house we live in has not yet been built. Dongdong said that we will move together when the house is built," Guan Xiaorou said.
"Dongdong did the right thing."
The new yard originally planned by Jin Feng not only contained a textile workshop and a blacksmith shop, but also a small yard for his own residence.
The workshop and blacksmith shop only need to pull up four high walls and add a roof. The process is simple and they have already been built.
However, the house that Jin Feng lives in has to be divided into rooms, so the process is relatively complicated and the construction is slower.
Without him, there is not even a man in the family. If the workshop is moved, there will be only a few girls left in the family, which is indeed unsafe.
There is a textile workshop, and there is a large group of people at home no matter day or night. At least petty thieves like Xie Guang don't dare to come to the door.
“How far is the house still from being built?”
"I saw Brother Liang pull all the blue tiles over today, I guess he can be on the beam in the next two days."
Guan Xiaorou asked: "When the new house is built, will we be able to live in a big tile house?"
"Of course."
"I never thought I would be able to live in a tile-roofed house one day."
Guan Xiaorou was a little excited, lying on Jin Feng's chest, her eyes shining brightly.
"A tile-roofed house is nothing, you will live in a better house in the future."
Jin Feng said with a smile.
"What house can be better than a tiled house?"
Guan Xiaorou asked curiously.
This is an era when even the stomachs are not full, and most people live in low thatched houses.
Thatched houses are particularly susceptible to corrosion by wind and rain, and the thatch needs to be replaced every few years, otherwise it will leak.
If the adobe of the wall is soaked by rain, it will need to be replaced.
This is a huge expense for many people.
In Guan Xiaorou's opinion, a tile-roofed house that is not damaged by rain or blown down by wind is the best house in the world.
"In addition to the tile-roofed houses, there is also a large courtyard. Haven't you been to Qingfeng Villa?"
Jin Feng smiled and said: "Isn't the house in Qingfeng Courtyard much better than the tile-roofed house?"
"Qingfeng Villa is a house that only the Marquis can afford. I am very satisfied to live in a big tile-roofed house in this life."
Guan Xiaorou said with a satisfied look.
"Don't worry, I will let you live in a better house than Qingfeng Villa in the future."
Jin Feng said confidently.
"What other house can be better than Qingfeng Villa?"
Guan Xiaorou obviously didn't believe it: "Don't talk about the palace. No matter how much money there is, no one dares to build a house bigger than the palace."
"A bigger house is not necessarily better."
Jin Feng stroked Guan Xiaorou's back and said slowly: "The house I want to build should have large windows and use transparent crystals to block wind and rain. No matter whether it is sunny or rainy, the house will be bright.
The floor is covered with marble that can reflect human figures, and iron pipes are buried under the marble. In winter, hot water is poured into the iron pipes, and the whole house will be warm.
I also want to leave a small room in the house as a bathroom, so that I don’t have to go to other rooms to take a shower or use the toilet..."
Jin Feng recalled the modern housing model and told Guan Xiaorou.
Guan Xiaorou listened with fascination: "Is there really such a house?"
"some."
"I heard from Dongdong that crystals are very valuable. How much does it cost to use crystals to make windows? Besides, are there such large pieces of crystal?"
"Not now, but there will be later."
A glimmer of light flashed in Jin Feng's eyes.
There is currently no glass in Dakang, so the windows are all made of paper, but paper is also very expensive, and few people are willing to use it.
In order to keep out wind and rain, ordinary people's thatched houses have no windows. Even if wealthy people build tile houses, they will not leave large windows, but only leave a ventilation hole the size of a washbasin near the beams.
The houses in Qingfeng Courtyard also have this pattern.
No matter whether it is winter or summer, the light in the house is very poor. If you close the door, you will not be able to see clearly in broad daylight.
The first time Jin Feng went to Qingfeng Villa, he thought of glass.