At the beginning, the abandoned wife brought two children, and became the richest man by farming and

Early the next morning, it was still cloudless, with a scorching sun overhead.After nearly half a month of roasting, the seedlings in the field and the tree outside the yard were all standing there listlessly, with their heads lowered lazily.

Yiren and Jinbao were busy frying the seeds early in the morning, followed by Ai Tuan's pie crust and fillings, while Aunt Li went to the town's pier early in the morning.

Until noon, Yuan Bao ran all the way from Yi Ren's house to his own house, shouting as he ran, "It's hot, it's hot!"

"What's the heat? It's a hot day, but it's not hot anymore!" The uncle I met on the road looked at the eldest son of Song Ting's family, thinking that he was quite stable in the past, what's wrong today?Crazy?

Yuan Bao greeted the man, and continued to shout: "Yi Ren, Jin Bao! Come quickly! It's hot!"

Yi Ren's ears were sharp, and before seeing Yuan Bao's shadow, she seemed to hear a sound in her ears.She asked Jin Bao next to her: "Brother Jin Bao, did you hear that? Someone is calling me?"

"Calling you? Didn't you?" Jin Bao was frying roasted seeds and nuts in front of the big stove, the "rustling" voice made him unable to hear other sounds, and he was shouting even when talking to Yi Ren.

"Yi Ren! Jin Bao! Come quickly, both of you!" Jin Bao's voice fell, and his elder brother was admitted to the hospital.

As soon as Jin Bao came back yesterday, he was obsessed with the affairs of Song Bin's family, and the family didn't even have time to tell him about the heated kang and fire wall.

"What are you doing? What's the matter?" Jin Bao asked hastily.He saw what happened to Song Bin's family yesterday, and now seeing his elder brother in such a hurry, he couldn't help but think the worst.

"The kang and the flue wall are both hot!" Yuan Bao couldn't help breaking up and pulled his second brother and ran away. It was inconvenient to drag Yi Ren, so he greeted: "Yi Ren, come quickly too!"

When Yi Ren dragged her pregnant body to her home, her home was already surrounded by people.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way!" Song Shan was also there at this time. He didn't do house building work, but he was the one who led the way when looking for jobs in Songjiazhuang outside, so that the people in Songjiazhuang would have jobs, and Song Ting was only in charge of the management. These workers.Song Zheng also took a share of the money here, and he was considered the leader.Naturally, I have to come to testify today.

Everyone made way for Yi Ren to enter his yard.

"Cunzheng, Uncle Ting." Yi Ren had greeted all kinds of people before asking, "Is the kang hot?"

"Exactly! I thought that today's kang and fire wall have been built for several days. Although according to what you said, it should not be completely dry, but it shouldn't hurt to burn a little stove and try the fire!" Song Ting's eyes sparkled As he spoke, he seemed to remember that Yi Ren had warned him not to light a fire until it was completely dry, rubbing his hands together awkwardly, and looking at Yi Ren expectantly. "Yi Ren. This. Is this not a problem?"

Yi Ren looked up at the chimney on the roof. Originally, there was only a little firewood burned, and after passing through the kang hole and the fire wall, there was not much left, and there was very little smoke at this time. "It's okay, the firewood is burned less, and it should be tried to see if it works!"

Originally, because of Song Ting's words, they were afraid that the kang would be destroyed by their fire, and everyone who was nervous, heard Yi Ren's words, their hearts fell into reality, and they all showed expectant expressions.

"Yi Ren, hurry up and touch the surface of the kang!" Song Ting greeted with a beaming smile.

Hearing that, before Yi Ren could take a step, a few children who were familiar with her rushed out with a "swish" and shot into the main room like an arrow.Before Yiren entered the room, several people ran out dancing and dancing, surrounded Yiren, chattering.

"Sister Yiren! It's really warm!"

"The end of the stove is hot, but the end of the tail is only a little warm!"

"The firewall is also warm, it's not that hot!"

"Sister Yiren! Will winter really be warm?"

Yi Ren smiled and motioned the children to be quiet, and said, "It will be warm in winter! I'm in the catering business and use a lot of fire, so I'm afraid it will be hot by then!"

"Then what about summer? Sister Yiren, you also want to do food business in summer!" Hu Zi tilted his head and asked thoughtfully.

"Huzi is so smart!" Yi Ren stretched out his hand and patted Huzi's head. "So there will be a stove in the yard! In summer or when the stove in the main house is not enough, you can use the stove in the yard!"

Everyone surrounded Yiren, trying to squeeze into the room as much as possible, wanting to see and touch the bed made of hot soil, those who couldn't get in stood at the door, stretched their necks to look in, While urging the people in front to come out quickly, let them go in and have a look.

It was the seventh month of the lunar calendar at this time, and it hadn't rained for many days, and the weather was very hot. There was a fire in the house, and so many people squeezed in, it was really depressing.After a while, Yi Ren squeezed out from the room.

"Girl, is your soil bed really hot?" Seeing Yi Ren come out, the old man on crutches asked in the ancestral hall standing at the door.

"Old Ancestor! It's naturally hot! Come in and have a look later. If you're happy, I'll tell Uncle Clan later that I'll build that kang for you too!" Yi Ren hurried forward to help the old man.

This old man is already the oldest among the surviving old people in Songjiazhuang. Even the village official Song Shan wants to call him Uncle Zeng.Because the seniority is too high and the Song family has many branches, many people just call the old man the old ancestor, which is not a bad image.

"Good! Good! Good! Good boy!" The old man laughed and said "Good". "Ask Xiao Tingzi to help me! You are heavy! Don't get hurt! Don't get hurt!"

Hearing the sound, Song Ting trotted out quickly, bowed his waist slightly, and took the old ancestor from Yi Ren.Seeing this, everyone gave way one after another to let the old man advance.

"Sister Yiren, can this kang be built in the town?" Yu Niang still asked softly, but she was calculating in her heart: If this kang can be built in her mother's house, even in the cold weather, dad can do it if she wants to. Come a few more times.

"Of course it's possible!" Yi Ren turned to Yuniang with a businesslike smile.It's not that she is xenophobic, this Yuniang is also the daughter of the village official Song Zheng's younger sister, so she doesn't only recognize her father's clan and not her mother's clan.But her perception of Yuniang was only bad.

Yi Ren, who lived for more than twenty years in her previous life and also fell in love, the longer she gets along with Yuniang and Sanmao, the more she feels that Yuniang is like the "green tea" she called in her previous life. Sanmao is used as a spare tire, hanging, hooking, not letting go, let alone making promises.

This made Yi Ren have no liking for Yuniang, although it can't be called distasteful.So facing her, Yi Ren would involuntarily put on a businesslike smile.

"It's just about this matter. I have already discussed with Muren Zheng and Uncle Ting. They have learned the craft, and they are the ones who decide where to take the business. You can talk to your uncle." Yi Ren continued to answer.

Yuniang naturally knew about the heated kang, Yiren had already been handed over to her uncle, and she had already gone to find him.But my uncle said that building a heated kang was not his job alone, and he couldn't accept her moneyless business for the old fellows.

She originally calculated that it doesn't matter if her uncle refuses to agree, this method was provided by Song Yiren, if she coaxed Song Yiren to agree, naturally her uncle would not be able to say anything.

But I didn't expect that this Song Yiren looked easy to talk, but he was a landowner who didn't like oil and salt.