amaotonovel Chapter 239 Endless Argument
Chapter 239 Endless Argument
“We are not talking about the same thing.
The floor heating in the house is to build a flue under the ground, which is actually the same as the kang, but it is a bit more troublesome.
Song Erhe had been a bricklayer for most of his life, and he understood about 70% of what Song An Ning said with just two simple sentences.
This job is both simple and difficult.
Take the kang as an example. The direction of the flue must be determined. The flue cannot be too complicated and should be adjusted to the most appropriate width according to the area of the kang. The smoke outlet needs to have a return air tunnel. The size, height and inclination angle of the hole also have requirements.
This requires an experienced master craftsman to do it. As for the floor dragon, although Aning said that he would provide the drawings, it is something that no one has done before, so we can only figure it out bit by bit.
The winter in Banyue Village is long and difficult. If there are a few heavy snowfalls, houses will collapse and deaths are common.
"We made money from the peppers this year, so the villagers should repair their houses. Plus, the corn seeds are good this year, so we are getting more and more hopeful about the future.
If there hadn’t been a plague…”
Song Erhe took Song An Ning around the house several times, sighing as he walked. Thinking about what happened in Linhai Town, he couldn't be happy at all.
"Let's not make a big fuss about it yet. Whether or not there's a plague is still a mystery. We don't want to cause panic among the villagers. It wouldn't be good if nothing happened."
The plague was just Song Anning's guess. She didn't know whether it could spread or where it would spread to. Song Erhe also had an idea, and he didn't dare to say anything that he was not sure about.
"Don't worry, Aning. I, your second grandfather, have been a village head for decades and I know what to do.
Forget about the plague or anything like that. The rainy season is almost here, so it's reasonable to just prepare some salt and food for the rainy season."
After the two of them finished talking about this, Song Anning pointed to the large area behind and expressed his thoughts.
"Let's keep that piece of land aside first. I plan to build a few small courtyards there and let Uncle Ming's family and Sister Qiuyue live there.
They can go to work as usual during the day and sleep in their own yard at night, which makes it much more convenient."
Song Erhe strongly agreed with her idea. No matter how good their relationship was, they were not blood relatives, so it would be best for them to live separately.
Moreover, it doesn't cost much money to add a few small courtyards. The house deeds and land deeds are in Song Anning's name. If anyone doesn't want to live there anymore, they can just take the house back.
"Uncle Ming's family's courtyard is bigger, and there are more people in his family. In a few years, Brother Yuanbao will also be looking for a marriage.
Sister Qiuyue’s three rooms are enough, and the east and west wing rooms are also suitable for storing duck eggs.
We can build two more yards next to it, which can be used for living or storing things. Once the house is built, it will be neat and tidy and comfortable to look at."
"Okay...you're at home these few days, so if we have anything to discuss, we can discuss it in time."
As Song Erhe spoke, he unfolded the drawing in his hand and wrote and drew on the paper with charcoal, occasionally looking up to ask Song Anning about the details of the house.
When Song Dashan came over with his hands behind his back, he saw his younger brother and granddaughter squatting at the gate, studying the blueprints very seriously.
"Haha, I called out twice but didn't hear anything. What are you researching?"
Seeing Grandpa coming, Song An Ning waved at him. Song Dashan, who had just made fun of the two of them, also joined the whispering team, pointing to a location on the drawing and arguing endlessly with Song Erhe.
"Listen to me, this place has to be built this high."
"Brother, you're not right. It will be cold in winter if you do this."
"Not at all. What do you know?"
"I've been a bricklayer for half my life, how could I not understand?"
"You bastard, you don't listen to your big brother, do you?"
"Why should I listen to you if you're wrong? Aning, I'm the one who's in charge of this house. I won't listen to you!"
"Humph, you're using chicken feathers as a token of authority. If anything goes wrong with my granddaughter's house, I'll beat you to death!"
"..."
Song An Ning couldn't get a word in, and didn't dare to express her own thoughts at this critical moment.
The two old men argued until their faces turned red, and both thought their ideas were right.
Just like a quarrel between children, they quarreled from the yard of the new house to the front door. Song An Ning tried to persuade him but he didn't listen at all. In the end, he went home angrily.
"Master, why are these two old men suddenly arguing so fiercely? Do you want to go and mediate?"
Song An Ning didn't take it seriously at all, "I just said peace, do you think they listened?
It’s nothing. The two brothers have been arguing for a lifetime, and now everything will be fine.
Normally, when Grandma and Second Grandma saw them arguing, they would just ignore it."
"Hahaha, their way of getting along is quite strange, two cute little old guys..."
After Xiangxiang sighed for a few words, she remembered the drawings of the kang and floor dragons that her master had mentioned before, and very consciously found more than ten types.
He matched the two most suitable ones according to Song Anning's new house and presented them to her like a treasure.
"Dangdangdang... This is the blueprint Xiangxiang found, Master, come and take a look.
Xiangxiang was afraid they wouldn't understand, so she even marked it with text. It's so simple and easy to use, isn't it super thoughtful?
"Yeah, my Xiangxiang is a warm and caring little cotton-padded jacket."
"Hee hee hee……"
After returning to his room, Song Anning asked Xiangxiang to watch over him while he entered the space necklace.
As soon as she entered, Song Zeyu and Yu Xiaohai keenly sensed someone coming and stared coldly at the bush where she was.
"My old swan, these two people look like they want to kill me, will they?"
As soon as she finished saying this, she saw Song Zeyu flying towards her and picked up Song Anning from the grass.
"Master, do you want to open the protective shield? Your eldest brother is no longer your eldest brother. Your own safety is the most important."
Song An Ning stared at him blankly. The person in front of her was completely different from the sunny boy in her memory. There was no expression on his face, but when he saw Song An Ning, a hint of confusion flashed in his eyes.
"Brother? Do you still recognize me? I'm Xiao Aning, the one who loves to steal food."
Song Zeyu tilted his head and looked at Song An Ning carefully, his big hands tightly grasping her clothes.
After a long time, he finally stammered in a hoarse voice:
"Aning, my sister. I live in Banyue Village. My mother is waiting for me at home. I promised Aning that I would buy her a chicken drumstick.
The house needs repairing. Dad and I will sell herbs and repair the house."
He spoke incoherently, but for some reason, when Song An Ning heard what he said, tears suddenly welled up in her eyes.
She knew that when her eldest brother was being tortured on the island, the words he had just said had kept him going. He had to live, and try his best to live, so that he could see his family.
Seeing Song Anning crying, Song Zeyu hurriedly let go of his hand and asked cautiously:
"Do you know my sister?"
At this time, Yu Xiaohai, who was not far away, also came over, looked at Song Anning seriously for a few times, raised his finger and pointed at her and said:
"I've seen you at sea.
Stay with Xiaochuan and Xiaoyu and buy them food."
After he finished speaking, he squatted down with his hands on his head, trying hard to recall but couldn't remember anything. It was an uncomfortable feeling, and his head hurt as if it was about to explode.
"Brother, I'm Aning. When I was little, you put me in a backpack and carried me up the mountain. You and Brother Tianbao were having so much fun that you forgot about me. You even got beaten up by Mom and Dad."
Song Zeyu tried hard to think about what had happened before. He seemed to have some impression of what Song Anning said. After being beaten by his parents, his grandparents seemed to have beaten him as well.
Thinking of this, he scratched his head a little embarrassedly, not caring about Yu Xiaohai's life or death. He pulled him up, pointed at Song Anning and said loudly:
"This is my sister. Hehehe, this little girl is so greedy."
"..."