That night, Wang Xifeng took Ping, Fenger, Lai Wang and others to return to the courtyard of his residence from Jia's mother.

Pinger got an empty space and reported to Feng sister: "Grandma, the ring brother sent a voice and said: he wants to build a stove in front of the door of his house."

In late February, the temperature was only slightly warmer.The house is burning with charcoal stoves, warm.

Wang Xifeng changed his clothes and sat on the hot spot drinking tea, Dan Feng’s eyes flashed and said curiously, “What is he doing with the stove?”

Ping Er stood on the side holding the tray and said, “I asked the shaman.”It is used to burn hot water.He sweats every day and takes a bath every day.”

Wang Xifeng couldn’t help but giggly and laugh, “Exercise?”I’m afraid to play everywhere, right?Why are you saying he is so strange?It is said that I have been reading very carefully recently, and Langar is about to be compared.The bearded sister-in-law is in a hurry.He was still playing like a child, and followed Zhao Guoji at two ends for three days to go shopping, and also helped the maids bring rouge powder.

Ping Er laughed and said, "Grandma, he was a child."

Wang Xifeng shook his head, “I can’t really think he’s a kid.”You’ve heard the words of the house recently, too.The human heart is full of flesh, and there is no unprovoked love.Where can children understand?”

Thinking about it once, Feng sister said, “The stove will take it with him.”They wouldn’t give him money for firewood.The gems don’t have that treatment.Otherwise, open this head, there is a way to learn, who will support the rise?”

Ping nodded his head.

...

Reading in the library is a five-day vacation.This is a similarity to the officialdom system of the Zhou Dynasty.When Jia Baoyu sent 鸫鬟远雪 to ask, Jia Huan took a day off on the twenty-fourth.

But he got the permission of Feng sister, busy with the stove, did not have time to pay attention to the visit of the precious jade, so that Ruyi went to the residence of Baoyu: about February 30 to receive Baoyu, Daiyu, Sanchun visit.

On the morning of the 24th, Jia Huan followed Zhao Guoji to his home to check the coal drying situation.

Zhao Guoji is the family of Jiafu.He lives in the south street of Jiafu outside Jiafu.From the corner door of Jiafu, it took more than 20 minutes to walk.Dozens of black honeycomb coals were placed under the roof of a simple courtyard.

Jia Huan squatted down and squeezed his hand, satisfied: “It can be used.”Uncle, I'll leave you some briquettes."

Zhao Guoji said, “Brother, how does this make?”It all costs your money."

He said, “Look at yourself.If it is cheaper than the firewood used in the house, use a briquette.I'm going to go back and make a big-scale production."

As the two of them were talking, a pair of father-son men came in at the door, with rough hands and feet, with a little dirt on their bodies.Small for about a teenager, carrying a heavy package, eyes flexible.

"The old bull is coming."Zhao Guoji said hello to Jia Huan: "Brother Huan, the old Hu head father and son are the best masons in the house."The building and the stove are good hands.”

The old Hu father and son came forward to see Jia Huan and bowed and saluted: “Please Ann to the Third Master!”

Jia Huan smiled casually and told the old father and son about the request of the little stove he wanted.There is little difference between the small stoves on the market.Jia Huan's requirements are mainly convenient for boiling water.The old man quickly figured out the style.

Jia Huan paid the deposit of 200 yuan.Delivery is made about three days later outside the Jiafu corner door.

On the afternoon of the 27th, Jia Huan learned from the study, accompanied by Zhao Guoji outside the corner door, and paid the remaining money to the old father and son, and returned to the residence with a heavy small stove.Thanks to Jia Huan's continuous exercise for two months, the arm is strong.Otherwise, they will not return to their homes.

In the spring, the time of day gradually becomes longer.At about 5 p.m., the sunset fell on the edge of the sky.The thorny trees in the open space in front of Jiahuanmen spit new buds, and in the green and red intersections in the sunset, stained with brilliant colors.

Aunt Zhao got the news of Jia Huan early, holding a cup of tea in the living room.The little magpie and the two maids are all around.Curious to watch Jia Huan play.

She took the coal and went to the kitchen to bring the fire back.Jia Huan used fire-coaptons to tie the honeycomb coal in the stove, and then told the four maids how to use the maid, the gargoyle, the small auspicious four maids.

When used, open the inlet outlet at the bottom of the stove, and then adjust the pores of the honeycomb coal with fire pliers to make it run up and down; when not in use, the holes of the honeycomb coal are staggered, and then leave a trace of the inlet.

Watching the red fire came up, some little girls cheered.Look at the seven or eight little girls who are screaming.They all heard the letter and came to Jiahuan's residence to see the fun.A time of extraordinary excitement.

Aunt Zhao covered her mouth and nose on the side and said, “Brother Ring, how does this stove taste so hard?”Some time ago, she scolded Jia Huan for the incident of podiatry, but she was early.Jacqueline doesn’t have that kind of anger with her either.

The smell of carbon monoxide!Coal is like that.I'm an improved version."Jia Huan said incredulity.

Aunt Zhao listened to a confused face.What is carbon monoxide?But then again, he was very happy: the ring brother knows a lot, it is my son!

After dinner, there was enough hot water on the stove.Jia Huan sat comfortably in a large wooden barrel and put his hand on the edge of the barrel, squinting his eyes.It was the most comfortable he had been washing in the Red Chamber.

Before, Ruyi and Shanwen did not get so much hot water.

To put the stove up, his first benefit was: a hot bath.More importantly, it was a small step in his success in making a change.

Well, this is just the beginning!

His physical chemistry has only the basics of books in junior high school, and most of it is still returned to the teacher.Gun-making and gunmaking glass and cement making steel are not going to be the case, but it is not difficult to make small things to improve the quality of life, and by the way, it is not difficult to earn some silver flowers.

For a moment, Jia Huan’s thoughts drifted.

...

After taking a shower, Jia Huan changed his clothes and read and rested at his desk.After the scene in the bedroom was packed, the two of them laughed and played five pieces on the table.The stitches and stitches are left on the side first.

"Oh, I lost again."If he was upset, he took a picture of his forehead, pouted his mouth and lost a buck for the thud, and turned to say, "Master, you come and go under the sister."

"I'm afraid of losing my nose."He smiled and put down the book and said.

She looked at her beautiful little face proudly and said, “Who is crying nose!”It doesn't have to be lost or who won."

He smiled, sat on the soft pier, and played chess.He just wanted to relax his mind.

The five pieces of chess he taught him to be happy and smooth.But if you mean this little girl is more confused, losing more and winning less.And the horny chicks not only have excellent needlework, but also turn their heads quickly.He doesn’t really have to win.

Casually playing chess, Jia lost two games in a row and lost to two Kangshun Tongbao.He clasped his hands and laughed.

After drinking tea, Qing Wen put the tea bowl on a few highs, saw that Jia Huan's hair was scattered at random, thinking that the days of Jia Huan here were unrestrained, and smiled: "Master, I will give you a haircut later, I will comb my hair."

“All right!”There is no problem with wearing clothes, but a long hair, combing hair is really difficult for him.Drop a blackjack on the chessboard and smile: "Singwen, you lose."

Sunny Wen looked down at the chessboard, five blacks inclined to connect, suddenly a little silly, "Ah..."

“Cut up!”Look at the smile of the straight stomach.The sister of Qingwen has just "poor" the third master took the initiative to give the third master to comb his hair, and can immediately lose a plate to the third master's "painful killer".

...

The lunar calendar is based on changes in the moon, which are 29 and 30 in February.The calendar has only twenty-eight and twenty-nine.The Sunday is the lunar calendar.

Eight years later, on the afternoon of February 30th.Jia Baoyu, Lin Daiyu, Jia Yingchun, Jia Xuanchun, Jia Baochun, Jia Huachun together to Jia Huan's residence to talk and chat.

The public and the young lady came with the maid and the maid, and suddenly filled Jia Huan's residence.Jia Huan invited Bao, Dai, and Sanchun to speak in the bedroom.Attackers, cuckoos, Shiqi, handicrafts, paintings, and others remained in the living room.

Ruyi and the clear gourde on the hot tea, and then go out to the maids, the mother-in-law on the tea.

The small stove at the door of Jia Huan's house aroused everyone's interest.Jia Baoyu said to Jia Huan, "Three brothers, you are doing very well this stove, I want two."

Jia Huan did not agree, Jia Baoyu and Lin Daiyu said: "Lin sister, we also get one in the house?"Green ant new melody, red mud small stove.When it snows, drinking tea and enjoying snow is also a blessing.”

Lin Daiyu smiled, “Now it is the end of February, early spring, where is the snow in the future?”You are the one who reads the book.”

As soon as he listened, he touched his head, “My sister said it.Third brother, this stove is gone."

Jia Yingchun, Jia Xuanchun, Jia Baochun all laughed.Everyone's a beautiful smile.Laughter is not trance-like, subtle.

Jia Huanxin said, “Brother Bao, you are too familiar with it, aren’t you?”When will I promise to send the stove to you?"Jia Baoyu and Lin Daiyu are now the tips of Jia's mother's heart.Where do you feel in the kitchen?24-hour service is for sure.What to do with a small stove?The treatment in the spring is slightly worse.

Of course, the treatment of Sanchun is worse, and it is still half-baked than Jia Huan.

Drinking tea, Jia Baoyu led the topic and talked about it.

Jacqueline listened with a smile.The 8-year-old’s view is childish.But he didn’t talk much.He knew that Bao Yu and others came to see "rare", and he roughly wanted to know why he had changed so much.

Bao Yu commented on the wind in the big Zhou Dynasty in Beijing and asked, “Brother, what books do you usually read?”I admire the poem you made that night on New Year's Eve."

Jasper had always ignored Jia Huan.It is believed that man was born as the spirit of all things, and the beauty of the sun and moon in the mountains and rivers is only a clock for his daughter, and the man with the eyebrows is just a few stubbles.

However, a good poem by Jia Huan told him that he thought that Jia Huan was a scumb.Poetry is a personal talent and interest.Poetry.Therefore, I think that Jia Huan should be a popular person like him.

However, Jia Huan is not interested in being close to Jia Baoyu.Little Jia Huan because of the reason for Jia mother let the jade three points.And from the perspective of modern people, Jia Baoyu is a grass bun, Jinyu is a loser among them: said that the world is invincible, do nothing.

Think about the resources he has in his home.But if he fights a little, not to mention avoiding the tragedy of the whole Jiafu, his personal love tragedy is certainly avoidable.Why let Lin Dai Yuxiang lose jade?

Moreover, he is a man with no man.Not even the golden phoenix can't protect it.For example, if he has the courage to hold the knife in front of the sick bed of the smooth, there are several maids and mother-in-law who dare to pull the 晴雯?

Because Mrs. Wang spoke, Qingwen was bound to be driven out of the Grand View Garden.But if she waits for a few days to get sick or get sicker and then go out, why will she die?

Jia Baoyu belongs to just love, just plucking sister, not responsible for the results, there is a previous shrinkage, only care about their own life.This man belongs to the example of a bastard.There is a lot of talk, there is no responsibility.

Whose girl is in trouble with him?

I thought so, but Jia Huan did not intend to show his disdain for the precious jade.His mouth said modestly: "Second brother, I usually turn over casually."Poetry is a trail.The book and the article are the way.As the saying goes: when today's heavy article, why should we talk about Han Tang."

Jia Baoyu's face suddenly changed, stood up with displeasure, and said: "Full of moral articles in private do not know what kind of corruption is - Confucianism is the road of which door?"I will not be responsible for the official, the economic way.Shame on them for being with them.Brother, I think you’re wrong.“Sisters, let’s go!”