Chapter 111: Red Phoenix Silk Canopy

Everyone enjoyed this meal.

Yang Qing's stove also caught the attention of Yan Fu Gui and Sha Zhu.

After finishing his meal, Yan Fu Gui looked at the stove tiled with ceramic pieces and the large countertop attached to it, feeling a bit envious.

"Yang Qing, your stove doesn't have any smoke smell, and when I was just lighting the fire, I also felt that you're using less firewood."

"There must be some knowledge behind it."

Sha Zhu also stared at Yang Qing.

Yang Qing wiped the stove clean with a rag, smiling as he explained.

"I built this smokeless stove; the smoke can be burned off, so of course there's no smoke."

"Because the combustion is complete, the heat utilization efficiency is high, so it saves firewood."

He Yuzhu likes this kind of fiery stove; at home, the coal stove is slow to fire up and hard to control.

This smokeless stove also has a damper to control the fire size, making it extremely convenient for us cooks.

However, the factory doesn't need it; the factory uses charcoal fire, which can be used with a fan.

"I also want to make one of these stoves?"

"Yang Qing, do you think it's possible?"

Yang Qing certainly wouldn't use it himself, so he wouldn't let others use it either.

"Sure, this stove was made by Master Lei."

"There's still some tile left from repairing the toilet."

"Just go to the subdistrict office and find Master Lei to get it done."

He Yuzhu happily said upon hearing that.

"That's great."

Yan Fu Gui also wanted to make one, placing it in the courtyard like Yang Qing did, but he wasn't sure if the subdistrict office would approve.

Yang Qing's courtyard is his own, giving him more autonomy; Yan Fu Gui's house belongs to the subdistrict office, and since the back building is cheap rent, he chose that place.

He looked inside the house and asked Yang Qing.

"Yang Qing, if I build a stove in the courtyard, will the subdistrict office agree?"

Yang Qing shook his head, not wanting to get involved in this matter for him.

This is the city, not the countryside, so there are requirements for firewood.

Siheyuan courtyards are mostly wooden structures, so fire prevention requirements are very high.

Naturally, they would not approve large-scale construction of firewood stoves.

Whoever takes on this matter will be responsible for it.

Unless you're the only household in the courtyard and still own the property rights.

Yan Fu Gui certainly isn't; he's a tenant, and there are other people in the courtyard.

"I don't know; San Da Ye can go ask the subdistrict office."

Yan Fu Gui pointed inside the house.

"Can Chen Hong..."

Yang Qing shook his head again.

"This isn't her responsibility; she's just a clerk, different from those who manage things, with no authority or say."

"If you don't believe me, San Da Ye, go ask them yourself."

Seeing Yang Qing unwilling to help, Yan Fu Gui also fell silent.

Upon hearing this, He Yuzhu asked, "Does this still need subdistrict approval?"

"Mine, does it need to go through subdistrict procedures?"

Yang Qing looked at him.

"Aren't you going to find Master Lei? He'll tell you whether it can be done."

"Your house is your own property, so there probably isn't any problem."

"If there's a problem, I can't build it here either?"

The two individuals got their answers and then said goodbye to Yang Qing.

Yang Qing tidied up and went inside.

The old lady's radio was broadcasting the news.

"America has officially sent an advisory team into South Vietnam, and the situation in North Vietnam has tightened again."

Upon hearing this, Yang Qing knew that America had begun limited intervention in the North Vietnam war, testing special operations, and in the following years became mired in full-scale war.

At this time, the government was also working hard to study the big killer.

Moreover, after the big killer's explosion succeeded, relying on its power, they fully pushed foreign policy, trying to break through the blockade of the two super blocs to find a way out.

After years of effort uniting the Asian-African-Latin American countries and several European nations, they succeeded in 1971, becoming one of the Five Big Hooligans.

The world's development proceeds step by step; it's gratifying that we have continually advanced step by step on the correct path, and although some mistakes have occurred along the way, the main direction has never changed. (It really hasn't changed; look at the development plans during special periods and you'll understand—we've been striving all along, never altered, and many factors contributed to that decade's progress—don't think everything came to a halt.)

These became the foundation and nourishment for the later rapid economic and national strength development.

Let us ultimately soar.

Yang Qing changed the channel for her to an anti-Japanese storytelling program.

The old lady was still dissatisfied.

"How did you change it for me?"

Yang Qing said with a grin.

"What's good to listen to in the news? Listening to this is interesting."

People of this era all have a strong sense of ownership; their favorite programs are news and national affairs.

This habit continued into the new century, taking root in people's hearts.

Listening to the news is taxing, listening to storytelling is leisure; Yang Qing wants her to enjoy life more.

The old lady was dissatisfied and shoved him away with one push.

"Go on, my granddaughter has gone to make the bed for you; you can go to sleep."

Being despised, Yang Qing could do nothing about it.

She came to the west room; the room had basically been Household Chores.

In the middle stood a frame bed, on each side a wardrobe, and in the corner a camphor wood box.

Although simple, it already felt like a nest.

Yang Qing hugged Chen Hong from behind.

"Wife, we should rest now."

Chen Hong turned over and held him against her chest.

"Wait a moment, you wash up first; I'll take the chamber pot to the old lady."

"The old lady is different from us; she finds it hard to get up."

Yang Qing Pa, lay on the bed, and urged.

"Then hurry up, hurry up; we haven't been intimate in a long time."

Chen Hong chuckled.

"Didn't we say we need to nourish our bodies well, and only when our bodies are healthy can we have a child?"

"What's wrong today?"

Yang Qing flexed his biceps.

"Look, they're already quite big."

"My body is excellent; I guarantee I'll roll over and start singing in a moment."

As Chen Hong listened, her face turned a rosy red.

"Then hurry to the washbasin."

"I'll be back shortly."

Saying that, she went out the door.

After Chen Hong left, Yang Qing turned over and got out of bed.

He did a few calisthenics poses, feeling his strength.

Never mind, after washing vegetables and having enough food during this period, he felt full of strength.

Feeling the strength, having gained confidence, Yang Qing happily rushed into the washroom.

Brushing teeth and rinsing, done in one go, finished in ten minutes.

Afterwards he came out wearing wooden clogs, stark naked—(don't ask why wooden clogs, this thing is just sandals).

Just then Chen Hong returned, saw this scene, blushing, and said.

"You're not shy."

Yang Qing chuckled.

"We're an old married couple; what's there to be shy about?"

"Honey, I'll warm the bed for you."

Chen Hong gave him a sideways glance, then took a piece of clothing and went into the washroom.

Yang Qing lay on the bed and exerted himself a bit.

Stable as Mount Tai, quality top-notch.

Yang Qing was very satisfied.

He pulled over the thin blanket and covered up.

The mosquito net on the frame swayed with the breeze, giving a romantic feel.

Looking at the incandescent lamp, Yang Qing felt the light was too cold.

He then took out two red candles, lit them, and turned off the lamp.

The atmosphere instantly appeared.

Yang Qing thought it would be quick, but who knew, Yang Qing stayed excited for half an hour before Chen Hong came out.

As soon as Chen Hong came out, she saw the red candles, the gauze canopy, the man...

Her heart went thump-thump.

"My lady, it's late; time to rest."

"Hmm, my lord, such a fine moment—how could we waste it?"

"We should leave behind good memories to not waste our youth..."