Chapter 237 To smash or not to smash

Style: Girl Author: Jin WeitianWords: 1113Update Time: 24/01/11 14:29:33
The newly built kiln has not been fired yet, so protective measures must be taken.

Fortunately, for convenience, the firewood they found was placed here directly. There was no shortage of hay. After a while, everyone covered the kiln.

"Sixth sister, what should we do now?" Shen Jun asked worriedly.

Shen Qingqian: "Go back first and see how the snow falls tonight. If it's not heavy, we can come over and burn the kiln tomorrow."

If it only snows but does not rain, it will not have much impact. If you build a straw shed at the entrance of the kiln, you can still fire the kiln.

However, the charcoal and firewood must be protected first to prevent them from being contaminated by moisture and causing difficulty in burning.

Thinking of this, Shen Qingqian raised his eyes, the expression on his face paused, and then a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

I saw that Liu Junyan and others were already making arrangements to cover up firewood and other things. It seemed that these people had made progress than before, and they could take the initiative to find things without her asking.

This sudden heavy snow caught everyone by surprise.

Luckily for the Shen family, they had prepared some warm things before. In the past few days, they had dried cotton and made several cotton coats and quilts. At least they wouldn't have to get cold tonight.

Other families are not having it so easy, especially the Wang family.

Originally, the Wang family had not chosen a decent house. After being criticized by Chief Lu a few days ago, Mrs. Wang got mad and asked the men in the family to repair the house. .z.br>

But they were too lazy to do anything, and they pushed each other around when working, so that in the end the house only looked like what it was on the outside, but in fact it had no function of windproof and warmth at all.

At this moment, Shen Qingqian and the others were all drinking hot porridge at home, but the Wang family almost had a fight.

"Just do it! You will make me suffer along with you!" Old Mrs. Wang's legs and feet were not good and she had to use crutches in rainy and snowy weather. The crutch in her hand was banging on the ground.

She was always afraid of the cold. It snowed suddenly this evening. She was so cold that she wore all the warm clothes at home and looked like a ball.

Wang Hao's face was full of irritation when he was told, and he held his neck and yelled: "Okay, stop talking! It's snowing, how can their kiln be burned? If it can't be burned, won't the others make trouble?"

Why do you mean that these people in their yard have been working with the Shen family for four or five days? If they can't burn bricks and tiles, the Shen family will be drowned in people's spit?

Old Mrs. Wang looked at him with hatred, "You know nothing! Even if we can't burn bricks and tiles, we still have charcoal to use! If it doesn't work, what kind of cotton does the Shen family still have? What about our family?" Nothing!"

Because she was at odds with the Shen family, Mrs. Wang was so shameless that she didn't join the team of Operation Warming. She was full of resentment and couldn't get angry at the Shen family. She could only point the finger at Wang Hao, who had been against the Shen family.

"Isn't it just charcoal? Why don't I get it for you?" Wang Hao scratched his hair irritably. An idea came to his mind, and his eyes immediately lit up.

Let’s not mention the Wang family here for now, let’s talk about Wu Laoliu’s house in the big yard. His own charcoal is burning at the moment, and thick black and gray smoke is coming out from the crack in the door.

"Damn it, is that little girl from the Shen family a monster? How can she really build a brick kiln?" Wu Laoliuke coughed and drank a few more sips of water, frowning.

That day, he said in front of others that if the Shen family really built a kiln, he would destroy his kiln.

Today he secretly went to see his kiln and compared it to his just because of the rigor of its construction.

So, should his kiln be smashed or not?