Chapter 274: Building a Small Kang

It was snowing outside the window, and in the small kitchen, the stove could be heard crackling with the sound of firewood exploding.

Jiang Wanwan looked at Shen Xingjiang, her heart swelled with sourness, as if she had eaten something too sweet, so sweet that it made her eyes swell and sour that it felt like raining.

Chen Xingjiang hugged the bewildered person into his arms. His chest was always broad and powerful. Leaning on it was like a ship that had been drifting for half a lifetime finally reaching the shore. The panic, fear, and all the wind and rain stopped temporarily.

Jiang Wanwan pressed her cheek against him, listening to his strong heartbeat through his clothes.

They held each other without lust.

But they felt closer to each other than ever before.

Shen Xingjiang gently patted Jiang Wanwan's back, his voice resonating in his chest, extremely seductive: "No matter when, you must remember that I will always be by your side."

“It doesn’t matter who the enemy is, just remember that Shen Xingjiang is your most powerful support.”

Jiang Wanwan suddenly thought of what was written in "The Second Sex".

A person is not born a woman.

She was transformed into a woman.

The people around you will turn you into all kinds of women, putting your gender into a mold. The mold is family relationships and social relationships, and the relationships determine what kind of woman you become.

Change is often powerless.

Jiang Wanwan felt lucky at this moment. Her other half was an open-minded man who sacrificed himself to accommodate her.

She can do what she wants without being labeled as a good wife and mother.

The shackles between Jiang Wanwan's brows slowly unfolded.

Forget anxiety, forget this and that, she should greet every day with Shen Xingjiang in the best possible state.

As for the unknown, she believed that as long as they had each other, it was enough.

Jiang Wanwan hugged him and patted his back with her small hands: "Okay, I'm fine now."

Shen Xingjiang didn’t let go: “Hold me for a while longer.”

Jiang Wanwan hugged him back: "Okay."

The meal was cooked extremely slowly, and before Jiang Jun was about to starve, Shen Xingjiang and Jiang Wanwan finally finished cooking.

Of course, he wouldn't say anything if he was hungry.

He and Qin Botang were just here to get a free meal, so they were lucky enough to be treated to a nice meal.

Finally, it was time to eat. Jiang Jun took a piece of the marinated eggplant and put it on the rice, then started eating.

Qin Botang was a little absent-minded, and no one knew what he was thinking about.

In order to make Jiang Wanwan eat well, Shen Xingjiang also made some egg sauce. The compatibility of pickled eggplant and frozen cabbage is not very high, and the best match is egg sauce.

It was very quiet while eating, with only the sound of chopsticks hitting the bowl.

Qin Botang was very receptive to northern cuisine and soon discovered the deliciousness of frozen vegetables. The taste of the cabbage changed in a strange way.

Fresh cabbage is crisp. After being picked and left for half an afternoon, it will become a little tough. After being blanched, frozen and then cooked, it will become very flexible.

It has a sweet and chewy taste, and is paired with egg sauce and a little bit of spicy onion. It leaves a delicious taste in your mouth, and you still can't stop eating it.

After dinner, Jiang Jun and Qin Botang picked up the dishes and washed them before leaving.

While we were eating, the snow outside had fallen heavily, as thick as the soles of shoes.

When you step on it, it makes a creaking sound.

Qin Botang was having a great time walking on the crystal clear snow under the moonlight, listening to the sound of the snow.

It was already past eight o'clock when we finished our meal.

Jiang Wanwan felt okay and not very sleepy, so she took out the notebook and observed it under the lamp.

The notebook recorded by Jiang Beiwang is not big, slightly larger than the palm, with a hard cover and kraft paper color. The spine is bound with ancient thread technique, and the paper inside is made of cooked rice paper.

Cooked rice paper is made by adding glue and alum to raw rice paper. After the infiltration of bone glue, peach gum and alum, the strength of the rice paper increases and its water resistance is enhanced. It is relatively strong and durable. The recording ink is specially made and does not melt when in contact with water.

Jiang Beiwang's handwriting is very elegant. Every small word is written stroke by stroke, and there is not a single smudge in the entire piece.

The drawing above is also very delicate, and the details are specially marked.

Jiang Wanwan studied every place carefully and read the jade chapter first. Xiaoyu Mountain should be a jade artifact and might be found in the jade chapter.

She was half lying on the bed with roasted melon seeds at her side.

I watched with my eyes and put the melon seeds into my mouth. The seeds were fried to perfection, with just the right amount of heat, neither raw nor bitter.

Just as she was watching intently, Shen Xingjiang came back from outside with an iron stove in his hands.

Jiang Wanwan moved the notebook away a little: "Why did you move it in? It's too late. Let's do it tomorrow."

Shen Xingjiang found a suitable position and put the stove down: "I will first use yellow mud to cover the bottom of the stove. Tomorrow I will dig a place in the wall hole near the chimney and press the stove tube on it. It will be ready to burn immediately."

He is not sleepy yet, and he will feel at ease after doing it.

Jiang Wanwan knew she couldn't stop him, so she didn't say anything.

Shen Xingjiang put the stove in place and went outside to get a bucket of yellow mud. He put straw in the mud to make it stronger.

His pants were already dirty, so he simply sat on the ground and used a shovel to smear the yellow mud on the gap under the stove.

"The bed is a bit cold, I plan to make a kang when I have time."

"The iron bed can be moved outside so that anyone who comes can sleep on it occasionally."

The small canopy bed outside is still not very good.

The iron bed in the room was not very good. Sometimes he didn't dare to exert any strength at night, so the kang was better.

Jiang Wanwan had no idea what the man was thinking. She thought the kang was warm in winter and thought it was good: "Then let's build a kang."

Shen Xingjiang lowered his head and hid his triumphant gaze.

He finished working on the stove and it was getting late, past ten o'clock.

Jiang Wanwan put the notebook away and fell asleep in Shen Xingjiang's arms.

Chen Xingjiang was an impatient man, so he called Gao Lei and Fu Hansheng over the next night to prepare to build the kang. Bricks and yellow mud were easy to get, and the three men built the kang in two days.

The small kang, which is two meters long and three meters wide, is built on the ground next to the corner of the wall. The other side is not against the wall. Chen Xingjiang built a buttress at the very edge, hollowed out the buttress to make a fire wall. The fire wall is connected to the kang hole, and the kitchen is placed in the place where fire is burned, but it is different from the kitchen stove.

Although it is convenient to heat the stove and the kang at the same time, and it is good to heat it in winter, it is a bit uncomfortable in summer when the kang also heats up when cooking a meal.

It is troublesome to burn one alone, but it is comfortable in winter and summer.

The kang was covered with kraft paper, which was pasted in three layers using glue. Chen Xingjiang was skillful and pasted the kraft paper tightly, so there was no trace of lumps after three layers.

Jiang Wanwan immediately chose the room near the kang. She could put some melon seeds and books there and read on the kang at night. When she was done, she could just put them on the wall without having to get off the bed.

Gao Lei and Fu Hansheng helped to build the kang, and Jiang Wanwan invited them to have dinner. She could cook now, but she was not as good as Shen Xingjiang.

If you don't have good cooking skills, you can make do with other things. You can stir-fry bacon and smoked bamboo shoots, and add some red peppers to sauerkraut and pork. No one can find fault with this meal when you sit at the table in winter.

Fu Hansheng's eyes lit up as he sat at the table.

Gao Lei picked up a piece of bacon and put it in his mouth: "Fu Pai, did you catch up with that Beijing girl?"