As he said that, Zhao Ce turned around and left.

Mrs. Li looked at the half basket of charcoal with amusement and tears.

"This kid..."

The comfort and joy in the voice remained unabated.

After Zhao Ce returned home, Su Caier had already raised the brazier.

The two of them drank the fragrant chicken soup together, ate the stewed soft chicken, and then went to the study together.

With a charcoal pot.

Even though the window on the other side was still half open, the temperature in the study slowly rose.

But there is one thing that is bad about this ordinary charcoal.

The charcoal fire heats slowly and the loss is large.

And there will be a stream of black smoke coming out from time to time.

Su Caier went to slim the charcoal fire, and then choked and coughed several times by the black smoke.

After Zhao Ce finished writing an article, he saw the little girl squatting aside and fiddling with the charcoal fire, and thought for a while.

Next year, I will still have to start the kiln by myself and burn some better charcoal.

It's too late this year...

After a brief thought, Zhao Ce quickly devoted himself to learning again.

......

Time passes by.

Before we knew it, it was time to rest.

Today is the day when Zhao Ce treats guests in the city.

It is also the day when their family wants to buy livestock in the city.

Both the young couple changed into newer clothes.

He put on a thick cotton jacket and then went out in the village ox cart.
Chapter completed!