Chapter 14 Is the heroine reborn or transmigrated into a book?

"Do you have anything else to do during the day?" Jiang Hanyan raised her head and asked.

"What's the matter?" As soon as Lu Chen heard it, he knew there was a job for him to do.

"The honeycomb coal is almost burned out, why don't you make some?"

There is not much honeycomb coal left at home, only enough to burn for ten days or so. There is a pile of loose coal in the corner of the yard, covered with plastic cloth, but she doesn't know how to make coal balls, nor does she want to. There is already labor at home, so why should she tire herself out?

"Um."

Lu Chen walked over and lifted the plastic sheet on the coal pile. There was a pile of loess next to it. Coal and yellow mud were mixed with water in proportion and then stirred. Then, honeycomb coal could be made using a mold.

There is a factory in the county that sells finished honeycomb briquettes, at 1.3 cents per piece, but many people make them themselves, which is only 3 or 4 cents cheaper. As Lu Chen is a miser, he definitely won't buy ready-made ones.

Lu Chen was strong and worked efficiently. He mixed the yellow mud and coal in no time, dug a hole in the middle, poured a few buckets of water, and mixed them evenly with a shovel. The water couldn't be too much or too little. If it was too thin, the coal balls would not take shape, and if it was too dry, it would be too difficult to make coal balls.

Jiang Hanyan had only seen coal briquettes in books before, and had never seen anyone making them in real life. Her orphanage was in Jiangsu and Zhejiang, and she went to university in Shanghai. After graduation, she stayed in Shanghai to work. They all burned gas and bought ready-made honeycomb coal.

Lu Chen took out a mold for making coal balls from the utility room. The mold was more than one meter high and connected to a T-shaped iron rod. He pushed it hard a few times in the mixed coal mud and then squeezed the button on top. A complete honeycomb coal was squeezed out and could be burned after drying in the sun.

In just a few minutes, Lu Chen made a dozen coal balls with quick movements. He felt hot from working so he simply took off his leather jacket and sweater, revealing his strong arms. Every time he pushed into the coal mud, the muscles in his arms bulged and looked particularly powerful.

It is said that men who work hard are the most attractive, and Jiang Hanyan deeply agrees with this.

Lu Chen, who is working hard to make coal balls, is really charming.

Especially those charming muscles, she couldn't take her eyes off them. She was really just appreciating them without any dirty thoughts, because she was a beauty lover.

Lu Chen felt someone's fiery gaze. He didn't stop his hands but glanced over from the corner of his eye. Jiang Hanyan was sitting on a small stool, holding her chin with both hands. She didn't even blink, with a faint smile on her lips.

The corners of his mouth curled up, and his movements became faster and more powerful.

Doudou looked at Aunt Jiang, then at Uncle Lu, his big eyes a little confused. Aunt Jiang and Uncle Lu seemed a little strange?

The little guy tilted his head and thought for a while, but couldn't figure it out, so he ran to play with his new friend. Although Jinshanshan was just a chicken, it was very motivated and good at observing people's expressions. It sensed the importance of Doudou, so it flapped its wings at its little master, showing off its beautiful feathers, and soon made Doudou happy.

As a result, Doudou went to the kitchen and grabbed three handfuls of rice and fed them to his new companion. Jinshanshan was very satisfied and decided to hold on to his little master's thighs in the future.

The knock on the door interrupted the vague ambiguous feelings in the yard. Jiang Hanyan woke up from her obsession and felt a little regretful.

Lu Chen sweated a lot and his T-shirt was wet, but this guy refused to take it off.

She really wanted to see this stingy guy's figure, which looked thin when dressed and muscular when undressed. It must be very charming.

"who?"

Jiang Hanyan asked lazily. Lu Chen had a very bad relationship with people. No one came to pay New Year's greetings during the entire first month of the year. He should not be an important guest.

"Hanyan, it's me!"

A thin and soft voice came in, and Jiang Hanyan's heart was beating. This was the feeling of her original body. She knew who this person was.

She is the heroine who stole the original body’s golden finger.

Jiang Siyuan.

She is also the cousin of the original body, a few months older than her. In the book, Jiang Siyuan is a winner in life. She lives in a family that favors boys over girls, but she is not brainwashed to become Voldemort. Instead, she is self-reliant, studies hard, is admitted to university, and achieves a leap forward to become a superior person.

But if there was no spiritual space, Jiang Siyuan would just be an ordinary country girl with ordinary looks, ordinary academic performance, and even more ordinary abilities, far inferior to her original self.

Jiang Hanyan frowned. She liked to skip around when reading books. She didn't understand some of the plots. She was very confused about how Jiang Siyuan knew that the peach-core bracelet of the original body was bound to the spiritual space? The book said that Jiang Siyuan bought the peach-core bracelet for ten yuan, and then she became more and more beautiful, and her academic performance improved. She only took half a year to repeat a grade and was admitted to a very good university. The male protagonist Tang Xuehai who liked the original body was also in this university. The two of them walked together naturally. After graduation, they got married and started a company. They were a model of success that everyone envied.

It seems that Jiang Siyuan's every step is determined and purposeful, as if it was planned in advance. Is she reborn? Or is she a person who has traveled through the book like her? "Han Yan, open the door. I have something to talk to you about!"

Jiang Siyuan spoke softly, calmly and without anxiety, which was completely different from usual.

Jiang Hanyan remembered that this woman had a bad cold and a high fever two months ago. She changed after she recovered. She spoke softly and slowly, did things slowly, and her clothes were no longer as rustic as before. Although her appearance had not changed, her temperament had obviously become much more stable.

It seems that he is either reborn or traveling through a book.

Jiang Hanyan sneered secretly. The original body and Jiang Siyuan had no grudges against each other, and even lent money to each other many times. But this bitch stole the original body's golden finger and got so many benefits. When the original body was in dire straits, she stood by and watched. It was not until the original body died miserably that Jiang Siyuan rushed back to attend the funeral and said, "Zhao Di is too vain, alas!"

But go to her! Seeing her sitting still, Lu Chen kindly reminded her: "It's your cousin."

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

He remembered that this woman had a good relationship with Jiang Siyuan and had borrowed money from her several times.

"Know."

Jiang Hanyan stood up and slowly went to open the door. If nothing unexpected happened, Jiang Siyuan came to coax her for the bracelet.

She sneered secretly, coming just in time, waiting! Lu Chen continued to confront the coal ball, and was more certain that this woman was not Jiang Hanyan, at least not the original Jiang Hanyan.

The original Jiang Hanyan would not be so cold.

"Squeak"

The door opened. Jiang Siyuan, who was waiting impatiently, looked unhappy. But when she saw Jiang Hanyan, she immediately smiled and showed no dissatisfaction at all.

"Han Yan, what are you doing? I've been waiting for a long time."

Jiang Siyuan's tone sounded a little dissatisfied, but because she was smiling, it seemed like she was joking.

"I didn't hear you. Your voice is so soft, like the buzz of a mosquito. Jiang Siyuan, why are you speaking so artificially? It's so fake!"

Jiang Hanyan did not hide her disgust, because she knew that Jiang Siyuan was intentionally or unintentionally imitating her original self, such as the way she dressed and the tone of her voice.

The original person spoke in a soft and tender voice, which was a bit coquettish, but it was natural and not annoying. Jiang Siyuan used to speak in a loud voice, which was a bit rough. Now she speaks in a deliberately clipped tone, which gives people goose bumps.

Jiang Hanyan rubbed his arms, rolled his eyes at Jiang Siyuan who had an unhappy expression on her face, and turned away.

(End of this chapter)