Before she could finish speaking, Yuwen Sheng interrupted her resentfully: "You really don't want to be with me?"
"No," she immediately denied.
She couldn't admit that she wanted to avoid him. Every night since she came back, she had been like a frightened shrimp, curled up in a ball, and every time she closed her eyes, all she could see were his bloody and terrifying images.
This situation is like sleeping in the same bed with a murderer. Even though she knows he won't kill her now and is quite "kind and friendly" to her, based on her understanding of his unpredictable nature, she finds it hard to convince herself to treat him the same way.
After a long silence between them, Yuwen Sheng suddenly said, "I'm very cold."
"Um?"
I want to be closer to you.
As he spoke, he curled up under the covers, and his body, clad only in a thin undergarment, pressed against Zheng Quchi. The chill emanating from the other man caused Zheng Quchi, who was warm and full of energy, to shiver.
He didn't touch her rashly, but simply moved closer to her, their shoulders touching, so that there was no longer any distance between them.
"May I?"
Zheng Quchi froze, almost unable to hold back his words. "You've already come this far, and you're still asking if it's okay? I said no, are you going to back down?"
"If you feel cold towards me, I'll just go back. Anyway, I'm used to sleeping with my hands and feet cold all night."
Listening to him at night, his soft, slightly mocking, magnetic voice evokes a strangely alluring vulnerability.
Hearing him say that, Zheng Quchi was at a loss. She was always weak when faced with hardship, but extremely resilient. However, she was truly soft when faced with softness. It was all because her ancestors did not produce any treacherous officials, and all that was passed down to her family were the genes of truth, goodness and beauty.
"...No need for that. I've been taking too many tonics lately, which makes me too hot. This will help neutralize the heat and cool me down."
“Really?” His cold body pressed against me, like a slippery snake, or rather, a brightly colored venomous snake: “Then can I hold your hand while I sleep? I’m cold-blooded, so it’ll be easier for me to cool you down this way.”
Zheng Quchi wanted to retreat back into his shell: "Wouldn't it be too troublesome to sleep like this? How about we just lie flat like this and each sleep in our own beds?"
However, it is in a man's nature to take an inch and then a mile. She allowed him to take a step closer, and he wanted to be even closer to her, no longer wanting to sleep with her separated from him.
"OK."
This time, he agreed very readily.
However, before dawn, Zheng Quchi huffed and puffed as he shouldered his axe and hurried off into the mountains.
With a wicked husband at home, she was truly afraid he would devour her whole and chew her up.
They agreed to sleep separately. She's such a well-behaved person, how could she possibly fall into a deep sleep and cross the line, rolling into his arms and clinging to him tightly to quell the fire?
He is clearly spreading rumors and misleading the public.
She made up her mind that she would never sleep in the same room with him again tonight.
First, go up the mountain to select suitable wood.
In the afternoon, after having lunch at home, she went to the workshop in the county again.
She went to the blacksmith shop, took out her hand-drawn drawings, and asked them to make iron rings, hooks, and other parts for the cart according to her design and size specifications.
There is actually wood available for sale in the market, such as poplar and locust wood, but after asking the price, she decided that in order to save costs, she would go up the mountain to cut down trees after her injury heals and carry them home.
The most difficult part about this car is making the wheels.
Each of the wheels she designed was about 4.5 feet in diameter, supported by eighteen spokes and more than one hundred rivets. Making these four wheels was quite an undertaking.
Although she could do it herself, she still planned to outsource it to a carpenter.
Because just the sanding process alone would take her several months, and she only has two hands, it would be too much work for her to do it herself. It would be better to pay some wages and hire ten or eight carpenters to work on it for her at the same time.
Thanks to her previous experience working in the military camp, she knew many carpenters, so she could complete the work by providing both materials and labor at a reasonable price.
Because most of the vehicle body is made of mortise and tenon joints, the angle of each spoke must be calculated precisely. If it is even slightly off, it will not fit the shaft properly, and the circle will be deformed.
But these are precisely Zheng Quchi's strengths. She is no slouch when it comes to mathematics. If she hadn't been good at math, physics, and chemistry, she wouldn't have been good at civil engineering.
Therefore, she clearly marked the calculated figures on each component, so even a carpentry novice could make no mistakes as long as they followed her drawings.
Of course, to prevent her competitors from copying her designs, she made the components very scattered, just like modern handmade beaded flowers. The beads are beads, the leaves are leaves, the stems are stems, and the sleeves are sleeves. At first glance, they are all parts. Unless you put them together, you may not be able to guess what she is trying to do.
For things that others simply can't do, she has to do them herself.
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