This old bricklayer was one of the people that Lü Tu had previously mentored. His skills were already quite excellent, and after Lü Tu's guidance, he seemed to have gained a new understanding.

Besides, the current priority is to secure Lu Tu's married life, so the old bricklayer has no choice but to hurry.

While his hands were busy, he was also cursing his three apprentices who were helping him: "You brats, why aren't you hurrying up? If you delay the adults' wedding night, I'll set you all on fire!"

The apprentices trembled with fear and glanced cautiously outside: "Lord Lü wouldn't be so cruel to us, would he?"

The old bricklayer chuckled: "Of course, Lord Lü has a good reputation. In that case, we need to work even harder, understand?"

The apprentices nodded approvingly, and their hands and feet moved much faster.

The old bricklayer was in a good mood today and casually said a few more words: "We are passing on this craft to you, so you must learn it carefully. When I worked for the imperial court with my master, every place we went through had our names engraved on the back. If there were any mistakes in the future, we would be held accountable. Even if you are dead, your descendants will suffer as well."

Upon hearing this, the disciples present were so frightened that they dared not even breathe: "Isn't this too terrifying? Will it even bring disaster to our descendants?"

The old bricklayer snorted smugly, "Of course! Do you know what this proves? It proves that my skills are certified by the imperial court, absolutely no problem, otherwise I would have been beheaded long ago."

"That's true, Master is amazing!"

Lu Tu stood outside the door listening to their chatter, and couldn't help but feel a sense of admiration. These veteran craftsmen had dedicated their entire lives to honing their skills in one thing; they were truly remarkable.

It is through people like these that the culture has been passed down through all walks of life in the Chinese nation, and these people are an indispensable part of the culture.

The main reason Lu Tu was here to watch the construction of the kang (heated brick bed) was that he didn't want to get involved in the women's discussion.

It would be fine if he didn't go over, but once he did, the women would start to compete with each other. Although it was all healthy competition, it was still quite a headache. Fortunately, Song Yuxi had absolute control in this regard. As long as she was there to keep things in check, the other women wouldn't dare to act recklessly.

Lu Tu sensed something and turned to look at Song Yuxi, who seemed to sense it as well, and their eyes met.

The two had been spending every day together and were very compatible. They had long since developed a tacit understanding and could understand each other's meaning without saying a word.

This sight seemed to transport us back to the scene at the Wuchuan vegetable market, where the government was distributing brides, a moment that evoked a deep sense of melancholy.

Before long, with the combined efforts of the old bricklayer and his apprentice, the kang (heated brick bed) was completed.

"Reporting to you, sir, the kang is ready. It should be allowed to air dry naturally for three days, but I think it's too late now."

Lu Tu nodded: "It's indeed too late."

"So let's start a fire and use the high temperature to speed up the drying process of the kang (heated brick bed). I guarantee it won't delay the important matters of the adults today!"

Lu Tu took out some loose silver from his pocket and stuffed it into the old bricklayer's hand. The old bricklayer repeatedly declined, saying, "Sir, you're insulting me. You've taken care of my family's food, clothing, and daily necessities. How can I have the face to take your money?"

“Public matters are public matters and private matters are private matters. You are doing private work for me, Lü Tu, so you should be paid.”

The old bricklayer was deeply moved: "Sir, you are truly a man of great taste!"

Lu Tu shoved the money into his hand and said, "Stop it now. Today is my big day, so you're not allowed to cry in my house."

The old bricklayer chuckled: "I understand that rule. Sir, we'll take our leave then."

Take care!

After seeing the old bricklayer off, Lü Tu called A Qiao and Ling Dang over and started adding firewood to the kang (a heated brick bed). An hour later, the kang was finally sturdy, and then the mattress was laid out.

Cui Guo, whom I hadn't seen in a long time, came over carrying two pillows: "These are the ones I just sewed. They'll do for now. This one is for Miss Jiang."

Everyone present looked at Wang Miaoling in surprise. They hadn't expected that she, who had previously disliked Jiang Wanyu so much, would actually ask Cuiguo to prepare a new pillow for Jiang Wanyu. This alone was enough to show her character.

Jiang Wanyu said gratefully, "Thank you so much, Sister Wang!"

"No need to be so polite, Sister Jiang. We're all family now."

"You're right, let's try the kang (heated brick bed)!"

Lu Tu's words immediately drew their attention back. At this moment, A Qiao and Ling Dang tactfully laid out their bedding and left, but Cui Guo stood blankly at the door, refusing to leave.

Looking at Wang Miaoling with reluctance, he said, "Miss, this is the first time Cuiguo has not been by your side since we were little. Please take good care of yourself from now on."

Hearing this, Wang Miaoling was also affected by Cuiguo's emotions. She stepped forward, took out a handkerchief, and wiped the corners of her eyes: "Silly girl, I'm not going to marry far away. You are my dowry maid, so of course you'll be wherever I am."

Cui Guo glanced at Lü Tu out of the corner of her eye. Lü Tu was startled when he heard the words "dowry maid": "No way, another one?"

Song Yuxi gently tugged at Lü Tu's arm and teased, "What are you thinking, husband? A dowry maid is not a concubine. Miaoling is asking you if you can keep Cuiguo by your side and give her a room of her own."

Lu Tu visibly breathed a sigh of relief: "Alright, no problem, Ha Cuiguo. In a few days, I'll have them build you a few more rooms. You can sleep in whichever one you want."

Upon hearing this, Cui Guo said with delight, "Then can Miss still share a room with me like before? I'm afraid Miss will kick off the covers while sleeping at night."

Lu Tu flatly refused: "No way! Don't even think about it!"

Seeing Lu Tu's domineering attitude, Cui Guo could only pout and say, "Alright, I'll go prepare food for everyone. Tonight is Miss's wedding night, so I'll make something delicious for you, young master, to nourish you."

Upon hearing the words "wedding night," Wang Miaoling and Jiang Wanyu's faces flushed red to their necks.

They had been somewhat resistant to the large kang (heated brick bed) before, since it was the only place to sleep in the house. Could it be that Lu Tu wanted to sleep with everyone under the same kang?

Nangong Huiyu saw through their thoughts and, in a tone of someone who had been through it all, comforted them, saying, "Don't think so much. Anyway, we're all your husband's people. There's nothing wrong with being honest with each other. At first, I was a little reserved, but my sister and I gradually got used to it!"

Song Yuxi reminded her, "Xiaoyu!"

Nangong Huiyu chuckled: "Anyway, you'll get used to it. We're all family, it's fine!"

The two women nodded, and the family quickly finished their first meal. As night fell, Lu Tu led Jiang Wanyu and Wang Miaoling in a wedding ceremony, then lay down on the kang (heated brick bed) and patted the side, saying, "Ladies, come on!"