That's it...

Yang Ruoqing thought about it, after all, the heating bucket is still the most ideal heating tool!

However, Dad can't make it for the time being.

Uncle Wu is busy building furniture for his wedding on the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, so he can’t spare any time!

Ask Tang Yazi to help warm the bucket?

Forget it, he doesn’t even have a brazier in his home, not to mention a heating barrel!

After breakfast, Yang Ruoqing was preparing to take Daan to pick pine cones in the woods.

Mrs. Sun folded Luo Fengtang's cotton-padded clothes and put them into the basket.

The woman sent Yang Ruoqing and Da'an to the door and told her: "First give the cotton-padded clothes to Tang Yazi, and then go pick up the pine cones."

Yang Ruoqing nodded: "Mom, I understand, let's go to your house."

Just as I was about to walk through the back door of the yard, I heard the sound of wooden wheels grinding against the ground from the side door of the alley over there.

"Sister, look, it's brother Fengtang here!"

Daan suddenly shouted excitedly and ran towards the side door.

Yang Ruoqing was stunned for a moment.

When did this kid get so excited about Luo Fengtang’s arrival?

She also looked toward the side door over there.

At this sight, she also became excited.

Even more excited than Daan!

Over there, Daan gathered around the wheelbarrow and watched Luo Fengtang untie the things on the wheelbarrow.

"Brother Fengtang, are these heating buckets for our family?"
Chapter completed!