That night, Wang Xifeng took Ping'er, Feng'er, Laiwang's family and others from Jia's mother back to the courtyard of the residence.

Ping'er was free and reported to Sister Feng: "Grandma, Brother Huan sent Qingwen to say: he wants to build a stove in front of the door of his house. ”

In late February, the temperature warmed up only slightly. There was a charcoal stove burning in the house, and it was warm.

Wang Xifeng changed his clothes, sat on the kang and drank tea, Danfeng's eyes flashed, and he said curiously: "What is he doing with the stove?" ”

Ping'er stood aside with the tray and said, "I asked Qingwen." Qingwen said that it is used to boil hot water. Brother Huan sweats every day and takes a bath every day. ”

Wang Xifeng couldn't help but giggle, "Exercise? I'm afraid it's playing everywhere, right? Ping'er, why do you think he's so weird? I said that I have been studying very hard recently, and I am about to compare Brother Lan. Sister-in-law Zhu was in a hurry. He is still playful like a child, following Zhao Guoji out shopping for three days, and helping the maids bring rouge gouache. ”

Ping'er smiled and said, "Grandma, he is a child." ”

Wang Xifeng shook his head, "You can't really think of him as a child." You've heard the latest word from the house. Tsk, people's hearts are flesh and blood, and there is no love for no reason. Where is this truth that children can understand? ”

After thinking about it for a while, Sister Feng said, "Let him build the stove himself." The public school will not give him firewood money. Baoyu didn't have this treatment. Otherwise, if you start this head, you will learn from it, and who will support it? ”

Ping'er nodded.

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Jia Huan's reading in the study is a five-day holiday. This is a system of Mu Xiu imitating the officialdom of the Zhou Dynasty. When Jia Baoyu sent the maid Qianxue to ask, Jia Huan had a day off on the 24th.

But he got Sister Feng's permission, and was busy building the stove, so he didn't have time to pay attention to Baoyu's visit, so he asked Ruyi to go to Baoyu's residence and return: about February 30, he received Baoyu, Daiyu, and Sanchun to visit.

On the morning of the 24th, Jia Huan followed Zhao Guoji to his home to check on the drying of honeycomb coal.

Zhao Guoji is the son of Jiafu. Lives in Jiafu South Street, outside Jiafu. Coming out of the corner gate of Jiafu, it took more than 20 minutes to arrive. More than a dozen black honeycomb coals lined up under the eaves of a simple courtyard.

Jia Huan squatted down and pinched his hand, and said with satisfaction: "It's ready to use." Uncle, I'll leave a few briquettes for you. ”

Zhao Guoji hurriedly said: "Brother Huan, how can this be made." It's all about spending your money. ”

Jia Huan was not reluctant, and said, "See for yourself!" If it's cheaper than firewood at home, use briquettes. I'm going to go back and make it on a large scale. ”

While the two were talking, a father and son man came in the doorway, with rough hands and feet, and a little dirt on their bodies. The younger one is about a teenager and carries a heavy package on his back and has nimble eyes.

"The old beard is here." Zhao Guoji stepped forward to say hello and introduced Jia Huan: "Brother Huan, the old bearded father and son are the best masons in the house. Building a house and a stove are all good hands. ”

Lao Hu's father and son stepped forward to meet Jia Huan, bowed down and saluted: "Say hello to the third master!" ”

Jia Huan smiled casually, and told Lao Hu and his son about the requirements of the small stove he wanted. It is not much different from the small stoves on the market. Jia Huan's request is mainly to facilitate the boiling of water. Lao Hu and his son quickly figured out the style.

Jia Huan paid a deposit of 200 yuan. Delivered outside Jiafujiao Gate in three days.

On the afternoon of the 27th, Jia Huan got out of school from the study, accompanied by Zhao Guoji outside the corner gate, paid the balance to Lao Hu and his son, and returned to his residence with a heavy small stove. Thanks to Jia Huan's continuous exercise for the past two months, he has strength in his arms. Otherwise, you won't be able to get back to your accommodation.

In spring, the daylight hours gradually become longer. At about 5 o'clock in the afternoon, the sun was setting in the sky. The locust tree in the open space in front of Jiahuan Gate is spitting new shoots, green and red in the sunset, dyed with brilliant colors.

Aunt Zhao had already gotten the news of Jia Huan, and waited in the living room to drink tea with a teacup. Xiao Que and Xiao Jixiang are two maids by their side. Curiously watched Jia Huan fiddling.

Qingwen took the honeycomb coal and went to the kitchen to start a fire. Jia Huan used tongs to build the honeycomb coal piece by piece in the furnace, and then told Qingwen, Xiaoque, Ruyi, and Xiaojixiang how to use it.

When using, open the air inlet at the bottom of the furnace, and then adjust the hole of the honeycomb coal with tongs to make it go up and down; When not in use, stagger the holes of the upper and lower honeycomb coals, and leave a trace of the air inlet.

Seeing the red flames coming up, several little girls cheered. Seven or eight little maids called along. They all heard the letter and came to Jia Huan's residence to watch the excitement. It was lively for a while.

Aunt Zhao covered her mouth and nose on the side and said, "Brother Huan'er, why does this stove smell so rushed?" "She scolded Jia Huan for her treatment of Tanchun some time ago, but she got better. Jia Huan is not so angry with her.

"What a smell of carbon monoxide! Coal is burned. I'm kind of an improved version. Jia Huan said disapprerovingly.

Aunt Zhao listened with a look of ignorance. What is carbon monoxide? But then he was happy: Brother Huan'er knows so much, he deserves to be my son!

After dinner, there was enough hot water on the stove. Jia Huan sat comfortably in the big wooden barrel and took a bath, putting his hand on the edge of the barrel, squinting comfortably. This was the most comfortable time he washed in the world of Red Mansions.

Before, Ruyi and Qingwen hadn't brought so much hot water.

Set up the stove, and his first perk was a hot bath. More importantly, it was a small step for him to make a difference.

Well, that's just the beginning!

He only had the basic knowledge of physics and chemistry in middle and high school, and most of it was returned to his teachers. It is not possible to make guns, guns, glass, cement, steel, etc., but it is not difficult to tinker with gadgets to improve the quality of life and make some money by the way.

For a while, Jia Huan's thoughts were flying.

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After taking a shower, Jia Huan changed his clothes and read and rested at the desk. After Ruyi and Qingwen cleaned up the scene in the bedroom, the two laughed and played backgammon on the table. The needlework and sewing were all left aside.

"Oops, I'm losing again." Ruyi patted her forehead in annoyance, pouted and lost 1 yuan to Qingwen, turned her head and said, "Third master, you come to talk to Sister Qingwen." ”

"I'm afraid that Qingwen will cry when she loses." Jia Huan put down the book with a smile and said.

Qingwen proudly looked up at her beautiful little face and said, "Who is crying!" Third master, it's not certain who loses and who wins. ”

Jia Huan laughed, sat on the soft pier, and played chess with Qingwen. He just wanted to relax his mind.

Backgammon was taught by him to Ruyi and Qingwen. But Ruyi, this little girl, is more confused, losing more and winning less. And Qingwen is not only very good at needlework, but also has a fast turn. He really can't really win Qingwen.

Playing chess at will, Jia Huan lost two games in a row, losing to Qingwen 2 Kangshun Tongbao. Qingwen clapped her hands happily and giggled.

After taking a sip of tea, Qingwen put the tea bowl on the high table, and saw that Jia Huan's hair was a little disheveled, thinking about the unrestrained life here in Jia Huan, she smiled and said: "Third master, I'll comb your hair in the future, I'll comb it as you like." ”

"Okay!" It's okay for Jia Huan to wear clothes, but with long hair, combing his hair is really difficult for him. dropped a sunspot on the chessboard and smiled, "Qingwen, you lost." ”

Qingwen looked down at the chessboard, the five sunspots were connected diagonally, and she was a little dumbfounded, "Ah..."

"Giggles!" Ruyi, who watched chess, rubbed his stomach with a smile. Sister Qingwen just "pitiful" the third master took the initiative to comb the third master's hair, but immediately gave the third master a "killer" and lost a game.

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The lunar calendar is based on the change of the moon, with the months of February having 29 and 30. The Gregorian calendar has only twenty-eight and twenty-nine. The Zhou Dynasty used the lunar calendar for its own purposes.

In the eighth year of Yongzhi, on the afternoon of February 30. Jia Baoyu, Lin Daiyu, Jia Yingchun, Jia Tanchun, and Jia Xichun went to Jia Huan's residence to talk and chat together as agreed.

A group of sons and young ladies arrived with maids and servants, and immediately filled Jia Huan's residence. Jia Huan invited Bao, Dai, and Sanchun to the bedroom to talk. Raider, Zijuan, Si Qi, Shishu, Zhuhua and others all stayed in the living room.

Ruyi and Qingwen served hot tea with a teapot, and went out to serve tea to the maids and mothers-in-law.

The small stove at the door of Jia Huan's house aroused everyone's interest. Jia Baoyu said to Jia Huan: "Third brother, your stove is doing very well, I want two." ”

Before Jia Huan could agree, Jia Baoyu said to Lin Daiyu again: "Sister Lin, how about we also get one in the house?" Green ant new brew wine, red clay small stove. When it snows, drinking tea and enjoying the snow is also an elegant thing. ”

Lin Daiyu sneered: "It's the end of February now, in early spring, where will there be snow in the days to come?" You're still a person who reads the book! ”

When Jia Baoyu heard this, he touched his head in a sneer, "What my sister said is true." Third brother, forget about this stove. ”

Jia Yingchun, Jia Tanchun, and Jia Xichun all chuckled. Everyone's beautiful smile. The smile is toothless, elegant and subtle.

Jia Huanxin said: "Second Brother Bao, you are too familiar, right?" When did I promise to deliver the stove to you. "Jia Baoyu and Lin Daiyu are now the top of Jia's mother's hearts. Where do people in the small kitchen dare to slack off? Twenty-four hours service is a yes. What do you want a small stove for? However, Sanchun's treatment is slightly worse.

Of course, no matter how bad Sanchun's treatment is, Bijiahuan still has to win half of it.

Drinking tea, Jia Baoyu led the topic and talked loudly.

Jia Huan listened with a smile. 8-year-old Baoyu has a naïve view. But he didn't interject much. He knew that Baoyu and the others were coming to see "Strange", and he probably wanted to know why he had changed so much?

Baoyu commented on the scenery in the capital of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and asked affectionately: "Third brother, what books do you usually read?" I admire the poem you wrote on the night of Chinese New Year's Eve. ”

Jia Baoyu has always ignored Jia Huan. It is believed that natural people are the spirits of all things, and the essence of the mountains, rivers, sun and moon is only favored by daughters, and men with eyebrows are just some scum and turbidity.

However, a good poem by Jia Huan made it difficult for him to think that Jia Huan was scum. Poetry is originally a display of one's talent and interest. Poetry and Words. Therefore, thinking that Jia Huan should be a romantic figure like him.

However, Jia Huan was not interested in getting close to Jia Baoyu. Xiao Jia Huan let Baoyu score three points because of Jia's mother. And from the perspective of modern people, Jia Baoyu is a straw bag, and the gold and jade are ruined on the outside: if you say that you are invincible in the world, you can't do anything.

Think about it, with the resources he has in Jiafu. As long as he fights a little, not to mention avoiding the tragedy of the entire Jiafu, his personal love tragedy can definitely be avoided. Why let Lin Daiyu's fragrance disappear?

Moreover, he is extremely unresponsible for men. Even Jin Chu'er and Qingwen can't protect it. For example, Qingwen, if he had the courage to take a knife and guard in front of Qingwen's hospital bed, how many maids and mothers-in-law would dare to take Qingwen with their hands?

Because Mrs. Wang spoke, Qingwen was certainly going to be kicked out of the Grand View Garden. But if Qingwen waited a few days for her illness to recover or her condition was milder before going out, why would she die?

Jia Baoyu is a typical example of only caring for love, only flirting with sisters, not responsible for the result, shrinking his head in advance, and only caring about his own life. This kind of man is a model of a scumbag. There are thousands of words in empty talk, and there is no responsibility for dealing with things at the opportunity.

Whoever gets a woman in his family is unlucky.

I thought so, but Jia Huan didn't intend to show his disdain for Baoyu. said modestly: "Second brother, I usually flip through it casually." Poetry is the trail. Scriptures and articles are the avenue. is the so-called: when today's Zizhong article, why talk about the Han and Tang Dynasties. ”

Jia Baoyu's face changed suddenly, and he stood up in displeasure and said, "I don't know what kind of rotten Confucianism is full of moral articles in private?" In the future, I don't want to be an official and an economic career. Shame in the company of these people. Brother Huan, I misread you. Sisters, let's go! ”