great-warnovel Chapter 22 Sister-in-law, how should I hit her with this stick?
Chapter 22 Sister-in-law, how should I hit her with this stick?
They worked hard all day long, and the foundation was laid.
But by evening, a new problem had turned Qin Lie's usually cold and hard face into a bitter expression.
"Too slow."
Qin Lie squatted at the base of the half-built wall, holding a lump of yellow mud that hadn't fully dried in his hand.
When the north wind blows, the mud freezes like ice shards, making it impossible for the blue bricks to stick.
"At this rate, let alone moving into the new house before winter, we might not even finish the roof by next spring. Jiaojiao is frail, and she's been suffering from the cold with us these past few days..."
He couldn't continue, his brows furrowed tightly, showing how much he truly loved his wife.
Su Wan stood aside, looking at the sparse, frozen mud, and her heart stirred.
These days, houses are built using glutinous rice mortar or yellow mud, which is expensive and doesn't dry properly in the dead of winter.
If you want to be fast, you have to rely on technology and hard work!
She browsed through the system's online store.
Sure enough! In the mining area of [Heartbeat Farm], there lies a [Quick-drying Cement Improvement Formula].
The raw materials? They just happen to be the kind of gray stones (limestone) and clay that nobody wants in the back mountains!
"I have a way!"
Su Wan's eyes lit up, and she turned and ran to the backyard, calling out, "Fifth Brother! Sixth Brother! Wake up, get up and get to work!"
……
In the backyard, in the makeshift blacksmith's shed.
The fire in the stove was burning red-hot, turning the narrow space into a steamer.
The twins, Qin Feng and Qin Yun, were sharpening knives, their upper bodies bare.
Upon hearing their sister-in-law's call, the two of them rushed forward without even bothering to put on their clothes, grabbing their belts as they went.
"Sister-in-law! What's wrong? Are you cold somewhere?"
"Who bullied you? I'll go beat him up!"
Two identical handsome faces were filled with the same anxiety and eagerness.
The dim firelight reflected off their young, toned bodies, and sweat trickled down their defined V-lines into their waistbands.
That overwhelming surge of youthful hormones was hotter than a furnace fire.
"Nobody is bullying me."
Su Wan took out a packet of grayish powder samples from her bosom (space) and pointed to the large wooden barrel used for quenching in the corner.
"I have a recipe that can make a kind of mud that's as hard as stone, called cement. But... it has to be mixed in the right proportions."
"cement?"
The twins exchanged a glance.
Although I don't understand, if my sister-in-law says it's okay, then it's okay!
I'll do whatever my sister-in-law tells me to do!
"The space is too small, let's try it in this bucket."
Su Wan pointed to the corner.
The shed was already cramped, piled with iron materials and miscellaneous items, and there was only enough space for two or three people to stand around the wooden barrels.
Su Wan stood in front of the wooden tub.
Qin Feng, the fifth brother, was an impatient man. He squeezed to her left and behind her, reaching for some lime powder: "Sister-in-law, should I add this?"
Qin Yun, the sixth brother, was a tech enthusiast. He squeezed to her right and behind her, holding a thick wooden stick, ready to stir: "How much water?"
With that squeeze, Su Wan was instantly sandwiched like a piece of meat in a "roujiamo" (Chinese hamburger).
"Hey...don't get so close!"
Su Wan exclaimed in surprise.
It's too crowded!
Behind him were two scorching, hard walls of flesh, and to his left and right were two strong, powerful arms.
As the two bent over to work, Lao Wu's hot chest muscles occasionally brushed against her shoulder.
The sixth brother's warm breath sprayed directly onto her sensitive earlobe, raising goosebumps.
"Sister-in-law, there's nowhere to stand here."
Qin Feng not only didn't retreat, but instead pushed forward even further.
His hard, outer thigh pressed tightly against Su Wan's buttocks, his voice hoarse with the mischievous chuckle unique to young men:
"Besides, we brothers are full of energy, so we can warm up your back."
"Aren't you cold, sister-in-law?"
cold?
Su Wan felt she was almost ripe!
This isn't warming my back, it's like being roasted by a fire!
Stop talking nonsense! Get to work!
Su Wan blushed and forced her attention to the bucket. "Fifth brother, pour in the powder! Sixth brother, add water! Stir clockwise!"
"Okay!"
Once they started working, the atmosphere became even more awkward.
The cement slurry was very viscous and very difficult to mix.
Qin Yun, the sixth brother, gripped the thick wooden stick, his arm muscles bulging, and veins snaking like small snakes.
Although he was strong, the paste was too thick and difficult to work with.
"Sister-in-law, this stuff is too sticky, I can't stir it."
"I'll help you steer."
Having no other choice, Su Wan could only stretch out her two delicate white hands and grasp the bottom of the wooden stick.
Qin Yun's hand was on top, and her hand was on the bottom.
To gain leverage, she had to shift her center of gravity backward.
With this lean, he was perfectly nestled into the embrace of the two brothers behind him!
"Um……"
Two muffled groans came from behind.
That was an instinctive reaction after being struck by the soft, warm fragrance of jade.
"Keep moving! Don't stop!" Su Wan was anxious; if the cement solidified, it would be ruined.
Qin Yun gritted his teeth, the veins on his forehead throbbing.
He looked at the petite body in his arms, swaying with the stirring motion, and smelled the irresistible sweetness in her hair.
He gripped the wooden stick tighter and tighter, his palms sweating profusely.
"Sister-in-law...how badly do you want to beat her?"
Qin Yun's voice was hoarse and his eyes were frighteningly dark.
"Stir it all the way! Stir it hard! Quickly!"
Su Wan had no idea how bad her words were; she was only focused on the mud in the bucket. "Yes...that's it! Drill deeper! Turn the bottom up!"
"Fifth brother! Don't just stand around! Add water! Add it slowly!"
Qin Feng, the fifth brother, wasn't in much better shape either.
He stood to the side, watching the sixth brother and his sister-in-law's harmonious relationship, his eyes burning with jealousy.
His hand trembled, and some water from the kettle spilled out, splashing onto the back of Su Wan's hand.
"Ah! There's water!" Su Wan exclaimed.
"I'll wipe it for my sister-in-law!"
Taking advantage of the opportunity, Qin Feng reached out and, under the guise of wiping the water, his rough hands completely enveloped Su Wan's smooth little hands.
His fingertip lingered intimately in her palm.
Inside the cramped shed, the temperature soared.
The sounds of panting, water, and stirring mingled together.
……
Outside the workers' shed, the cold wind howled.
The second brother, Qin Mo, was holding a bowl of freshly brewed ginger soup, preparing to bring it to these night owls to warm them up.
He walked to the door and was about to push it open when the sound from inside clearly entered his ears.
"Um...be gentle...I'm going to faint..."
"Bang—!"
Qin Mo dropped the ginger soup in his hand onto the ground.
The scalding soup splashed all over the floor, but he was completely unaware.
That usually calm and composed face, which remained unmoved even when Mount Tai collapsed before it, cracked instantly at this moment!
Behind the glasses, her phoenix eyes were wide open, bigger than copper bells.
His pupils were filled with shock, absurdity, and boundless rage!
What... what is going on?!
That's a workshop! It's a sacred (crossed out) blacksmith's shop!
These three shameless bastards actually... actually did this kind of thing in a place like this behind their boss's back?!
Or... three people?!
"This is an insult to scholarship! Absolutely an insult to scholarship!"
Qin Mo felt a green glow on his head (although it was for his older brother), and a surge of hot blood rushed to his head.
Without thinking, he raised his foot and kicked the broken door hard!
"Bang--!!!"
The fragile wooden door couldn't withstand that kick and flew off with a scream.
"Stop it, all of you!!!"
Qin Mo, like a husband catching his wife cheating, stormed in, his hair standing on end in a rage.
"You've wasted your time studying the classics..."
next second.
He froze.
All that could be seen was the narrow shed.
Although the posture was indeed a bit ambiguous (the three people were pressed together), and their clothes were indeed a bit disheveled (the twins were shirtless).
but……
There was nothing indescribable in the large wooden barrel they were holding.
There was only a bucket of gray, sticky mud.
Su Wan was panting heavily, her forehead covered in sweat, and she was still gripping the mud-covered wooden stick tightly in her hand.
Seeing her second son burst in like a demon, she was startled and turned around with a blank expression:
"Second...Second Brother? What's wrong? Are you going to kill someone?"
Qin Mo: "..."
The rage that surged to the top of his head was instantly stopped halfway.
He was stuck, unable to go up or down, his handsome face turning pale and then flushed.
"What...are you doing?" he managed to squeeze out a few words, his gaze darting away.
"Making cement!"
Fifth Brother Qin Feng innocently held up the empty water ladle in his hand. "Second Brother, what's wrong? Your face is so red. Do you have a fever?"
Qin Yun, the sixth brother, looked annoyed at being interrupted.
But he was more perceptive. He glanced at the broken ginger soup on the ground, then at his second brother's embarrassed look, and a wicked smile crept onto his lips:
"Could it be that Second Brother... was eavesdropping outside and got the wrong idea?"
boom!
Qin Mo's ears turned bright red instantly.
He pushed up his glasses, took a deep breath, and tried to regain his composure as the top scholar.
"Nonsense! I...I'm here to inspect the progress!"
He strode over, dipped his finger in the gray mud, and rubbed it around in a pretentious manner.
"This...this mud mix seems to lack a bit of viscosity. I'm here to...give you some guidance."
"Yes, guidance!"
The three people inside the room looked at each other in bewilderment.
"Pfft—"
Su Wan couldn't help but laugh out loud.
My second brother's stubbornness is just too adorable.
Her smile made the twins behind her smile too.
"Sister-in-law, Second Brother is definitely jealous."
Taking advantage of the opportunity, Qin Feng, the fifth brother, leaned forward again, resting his chin directly on Su Wan's shoulder, like a spoiled wolfhound:
"Ignore him, let's continue...stir this bucket of paste thoroughly."
[Beep! Strong double the artisan's heartbeat + the thrill of an affair (crossed out) misunderstanding detected!]
[Target: Qin Feng, Qin Yun (hormonal surge), Qin Mo (overthinking and feeling ashamed)!]
[Heart rate spikes: 160...180...200 (full bar)!]
[Congratulations, host! The "Cement Formula" has been successfully developed!]
[Finished Product: 10 buckets of quick-drying, high-strength cement! Rock-solid!]
[Bonus: Twins' Affection +20 (My sister-in-law's fun activities were really exciting!)]