Yang Huazhong braved the wind and snow and returned home. The hall was as warm as spring.

In addition to the hot tub that you can sit in, there are also several charcoal braziers placed in the room.

The charcoal in these charcoal fire pots was all smokeless charcoal purchased from the county town just before the twelfth lunar month a year ago.

The price of a pound of smokeless charcoal is more expensive than a pound of pork. In cities and towns, only wealthy families can afford to burn it, and not everyone in the family can burn it. It depends on the family status and weight.

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However, the Yang Huazhong family began to burn this kind of charcoal in winter many years ago. The reason is that their children have a promising future.

"Did it go to Fourth? How are they doing there?" Mrs. Sun came over, holding a feather duster in her hand, helping Yang Huazhong brush the snowflakes off his shoulders, and asked.

Yang Huazhong told the truth about the situation there.

"Did you fall? Hey, I see that Xiaojuan's body is also weak. She must have never done any strenuous work before," said Sun.

Yang Huazhong said: "Before she came back with the fourth child, she was the maid who supported the family in Yuncheng, the kind who gave birth to children."

When Xiao Hua, who was holding Feng'er in a warm bucket to keep warm, heard this, she couldn't help but said: "When I was in the capital, I saw the maids of those wealthy families. Although they were servants in the mansion, they were servants.

Putting aside the cost of wearing it, even the young lady from the town councilman’s wife’s family may not be able to match it.”

"Do your parents still remember Xiaohuan?"

"Xiaohuan? Is she Zhou Wang's daughter-in-law?" asked Sun.

Xiaohua nodded.

"Xiaohuan was brought back from the capital by Zhou Xia. Xiaohuan is a son of the Prince of Xiangyang in the capital. We have also seen the nurturing demeanor of the maids who came from the palace, right? When I walked together with Zhou Xia, it was not nice to say it.

, Xiao Huan’s temperament is ten times better than Zhou Xia’s, but Zhou Xia’s appearance is better than Xiao Huan’s, she also pretends to be weak and deliberately suppresses Xiao Huan, so Zhou Xia becomes the focus everywhere and Xiao Huan becomes the foil.”

"At that time, Xiaohuan was learning needlework from Sister Ping'er at my sister's house. We were all learning together. Xiaohuan's fingers stretched out, tsk tsk, and they were really as white as green onions. But things have changed now. We are raising chickens and ducks.

With two sons behind her, Xiaohuan has become a complete country woman, but this is good, at least she lives a solid life and has hope."

No matter how good the life in the mansion is, they are still servants. Servants are not considered people, but only items that the master can buy and sell freely.

Xiaohua is glad that she did not end up in that situation. God favored her and allowed her to meet such good adoptive parents and marry the number one scholar.

"So Aunt Xiaojuan has to take care of a family of children and He Yatou now. She must be very busy. Otherwise, how could she break her waist if she fell in the snow?"

Xiaohua said again, the snow is not like on the ice, the snow is soft, and it doesn’t hurt if you fall on it. It must have been twisted before, but if you fall again now, it’s touched.

Yang Huazhong said: "When I was there, she came out to see her. When I took a look, her face looked very bad."

"It's cold in that house too. Although we helped with the repairs some time ago so that the house doesn't leak, it's still cold, every corner is cold."

"My fault is the charcoal brazier they built. The charcoals in it are all low-quality briquettes that can't withstand burning. The room is also full of smoke, which makes my nose choke. I couldn't sit still for a while, and my eyes...

It’s uncomfortable.” He said.

Mrs. Sun looked at Yang Huazhong's eyes and said, "No wonder I saw your eyes were red as soon as you entered the house. I thought something was wrong with you. It turns out you were smoked."

"You've been smoking like this after sitting here for a while. Three girls and the others don't know what to do. It's really not possible. Let's send them some charcoal!"

Yang Huazhong thought for a moment and nodded: "How many kinds of charcoal do we have?"

Sun said: "Two types, one is smokeless carbon, and the other has a little smoke, but is very resistant to burning."

Yang Huazhong said: "Weigh them both a little, and the one that can withstand burning more."

Burning charcoal means burning money. Smokeless charcoal is too expensive. Sometimes Yang Huazhong feels bad for burning it at home. He only burns it unless the children are around. If the children are not around, he will just burn it with a little smoke.

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"Dad, the charcoal is about to burn out, what should we do?"

Yang Huaming was cooking venison for the children in the kitchen when he suddenly heard the third girl's voice.

He hurried to the main room and saw the three girls squatting beside the charcoal brazier, holding an empty bag with the bottom in their hands, and bits and pieces of charcoal ash scattered at her feet.

"Why is it gone so quickly? When I lit the fire last night, didn't I say there was still two kilograms left?" Yang Huaming was surprised. He took the bag from the third girl's hand and turned it over to look for it. Sure enough, he found the bottom.

The third girl said: "My two brothers woke up from the cold in the middle of last night, so Aunt Xiaojuan took some charcoal and burned it to warm the house!"

"Tiedan got his shoes wet during the snowball fight just now, so he can't dry them now. There are two other pairs of shoes that are also wet. I sent him to wait under the quilt on the bed, and he's still barefoot. What should I do?

father?"

Yang Huaming doesn’t know what to do!

He looked at the snow outside. It seemed that the snow would not stop until it rained for three days and three nights. Going to town to buy some?

Not to mention that it was difficult to walk for dozens of miles, even when we finally reached the town, the shops were probably not open.

If that doesn't work, why don't you go to the entrance of the village and borrow some from the third brother and the third sister-in-law?

"Third girl, don't be anxious. Dad will come up with some ideas. In this case, you can first take Tiedan's shoes and bake them in the stove..."

The third girl has always been a quiet and obedient girl. When Mrs. Liu gave birth to the child, she just ignored her. Ju'er took care of the third girl at first. When she was older, Mrs. Liu gave birth to Kang Xiaozi and ignored her, so the third girl took care of him.

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Even now, she is taking care of her half-brother Tiedan.

Although she is not close to Xiaojuan, she still likes Tiedan.

After hearing Yang Huaming's instructions, the third girl quickly got up and went to the kitchen. As soon as she walked out of the door, she suddenly shouted in surprise: "Uncle San!"

"Is your father in the house?" Yang Huazhong was heard outside the door asking the third girl.

Without waiting for the third girl to respond, Yang Huaming in the room quickly stood up and responded loudly: "Third brother, I'm here, in the room!"

"Three pounds of smokeless charcoal, six pounds of less charcoal, you can use it first."

Yang Huazhong threw a cloth bag into Yang Huaming's hand, "In there, your third sister-in-law also has two pairs of dog-skin plasters sandwiched in oil paper bags, asking you to apply them to Xiaojuan. When the things are delivered, you continue to work, I'll leave first!"

Yang Huazhong's figure quickly disappeared.

Yang Huaming held the charcoal in his hands with red eyes.

"Dad, what's wrong with you? Why do you look like you're crying?" the third girl asked curiously.

Yang Huaming hugged the cloth bag containing charcoal tightly in his arms and murmured: "Your father, I really want to cry. Third girl, when you get married in the future, you don't have to be filial to me, your biological father, but you must also remember to repay you, Third Girl."
Chapter completed!