Cheng Xiang had no intention of showing off his wealth, and he could understand the envy of others.
But the chattering of these people was really noisy.
"Sister-in-law, money is earned, not leftover. My Tianlei can earn it, so he is willing to let me spend it. The money you save for a year may not be enough to buy a cart of briquettes, so you should first think about how to make it happen. If my eldest brother makes money in your family, let’s discuss whether I can live a good life.”
"And auntie, you have been saving all your life, it's time to enjoy it. The most terrible thing in a person's life is not that he has no money to spend while he is alive, but that he dies and leaves his money to others, don't you think? "
Then he said to everyone: "I spend my man's money, and my man is also happy to spend it on me. Don't worry about him. Even if he saves all the money, he won't share it with you, right?" ?”
A group of people's faces turned red and white after Cheng Xiang's few words.
Chen Tian chuckled happily as he listened to his sister-in-law's eloquent talk. He came over and said to the ladies, "Ladies and sisters-in-law, my eldest brother, my wife and children are hot on the bed, why are you so worried about it? You're angry, Go home and send it to your man."
A group of three aunts and six women all went home with blank eyes.
Chen Tian took Tian Xing and Zhou Yang to unload the briquettes into the house and helped to raise the stove. Zhou Tianlei meant one for each bedroom, but Cheng Xiang insisted that Chen Tian move the biggest one into the living room. Put one in your bedroom.
She planned to move Qing'er to her bedroom for the winter.
In this way, everyone can sleep in a warm room, and can do homework, play the piano, and relax in the living room during the day without feeling cold.
Chen Tian hesitated: "This can't be done." His eldest brother specifically explained that there was one bedroom in each of the three bedrooms. His sister-in-law asked Qing'er to go to her own bedroom. Would the eldest brother be willing?
"It's okay, just pretend, I'll tell him later." Cheng Xiang said firmly.
There is nothing I can do about the general's refusal to grant military orders abroad. Brother, you listen to your wife, and I have to listen to your wife even more.
I had no choice but to install it according to Cheng Xiang's wishes. After the chimney was installed, I went back to the factory to report back to the boss.
After about an hour, the stove started to burn vigorously, and the room gradually became warm.
The stove in the living room was larger, with an extended rim, and the stove was also large. Cheng Xiang threw two sweet potatoes in and had steaming sweet potatoes in a while.
Qing'er was playing the piano on the side, while Cheng Xiang and Tianxing and Zhou Yang were reading and doing homework around the stove. Zhou Tianxing's grades were getting better and better. These times, his grades were among the best. It will definitely not be a problem to smoothly enter junior high school next year.
Turning around to look at Zhou Yang's handwriting that looked like insects crawling, Cheng Xiang's head felt dizzy.
"Hey, not all children can soar in the sky. Running on the ground is just fine." Cheng Xiang could only comfort himself in this way.
The wind is biting outside, the heating inside is bubbling, and there is the aroma of roasted sweet potatoes, not to mention how comfortable it is.
Of course, Cheng Xiang also felt sorry for Zhou Tianlei who was working outside in the cold wind for three seconds, and then sighed: "This is what it means for a man to make money, haha."
When Zhou Tianlei returned home in the evening, he was obviously a little dissatisfied with the arrangement of the stove.
But he couldn't help his wife and daughter praying with their big eyes flashing.
"Okay, Dad."
"Are you okay? Husband."
Cheng Xiang would only call her husband every time when he was begging for help.
But every time he heard this title, Zhou Tianlei felt like his heart would break.
He could only sigh with satisfaction and unwillingness, watching his little daughter occupy her position and hugging her wife.
The two of them were hiding under the covers and chattering.
Before going to bed, Qing'er slept between the two of them. Often when he got up in the morning, Cheng Xiang found that he was wrapped in Zhou Tianlei's arms, while Qing'er was moved to the edge of the bed by him.
Qing'er protested many times for this reason. Every time before going to bed, he would righteously warn his father: "Don't move me again."
Zhou Tianlei nodded silently.
Then the protest is destined to be ineffective, but it will inevitably make my daughter noisy.
In the morning, Zhou Tianlei was calm and Qing'er didn't wake up. He got up and quietly moved Qing'er back to Cheng Xiang.
Cheng Xiang looked at him funny: "Don't you mind the trouble?"
Zhou Tianlei shook his head silently.
Of course, it would be okay to sleep peacefully.
I'm afraid someone won't be able to hold on anymore and will be restless at night.
After many twists and turns, Zhou Tianlei finally bought something of the right size at the family planning center in the city.
That day he smiled at Cheng Xiang and took out a pile of condoms from his pocket. Cheng Xiang felt a twitch in his heart and swallowed his saliva.
But in fact, the pile of condoms was used up within a few days.
After Qing'er came to sleep with him these days, he finally calmed down a little.
Occasionally, he couldn't help it. The two of them were covered in quilts and rustling together. Cheng Xiang felt that his voice was about to be hoarse.
When Zhou Tianlei touched him again that day, Cheng Xiang pressed his hand and said, "Zhou Tianlei, do you know what Qing'er said to me today?"
"What?" Zhou Tianlei asked in a low voice while rubbing her neck.
"She said, Mom, your room is quite warm, but you don't need to fan me, it's not that hot." Cheng Xiang climbed into Zhou Tianlei's arms and finished speaking in a low voice.
After a moment of silence, the two people burst out laughing, and the quilt covering them flapped up and down as their bodies trembled with laughter.
"Stop laughing, the wind will pick up again soon." Cheng Xiang suppressed his laughter and hit Zhou Tianlei's chest.
When the weather gets cold, stoves are set up in the school, and the fuel is all dry firewood, corn cobs, etc. brought by the students from home.
There is an earth stove in each classroom. There are many students in the classroom and it is very popular, so it does not feel too cold.
In the office, several teachers chatted around the stove.
"It's getting colder and colder today, and the firewood we have is not enough to burn it."
"Then what can we do? The principal is not willing to buy coal."
"I saw a pile of briquettes behind the classroom dormitory. Whose are they?"
"It belongs to Teacher Xin Chen."
After hearing this, Teacher Xin smiled slightly and said, "Yes, that's mine."
It was getting cold, and Xin Chen's body was getting weaker and weaker. Zhou He was afraid that Xin Chen couldn't bear the cold, so he went to the city with Zhou Tianlei to buy a stove and hundreds of briquettes, and put them in Xin Chen's dormitory to keep warm. use.
"Oh, Teacher Xin really knows how to enjoy it."
"Hey, Teacher Xin is single. It's useless to keep so much money. You might as well enjoy it in time,"
"Teacher Xin donated a lot of money to the school a while ago."
"Teacher Xin, did you get rich somewhere?"
A group of people joked about Xin Chen.
Xin Chen just smiled and said slowly: "That was bought by a friend."
"What kind of friend are you so generous?" That teacher Zhang popped up and yelled at the side again.
Xin Chen changed his homework and just smiled without saying anything.
