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When Shen Jingli got home, he told Mu Chen about the coal mine. Mu Chen was sitting on a low couch by the window reading. When he heard Shen Jingli's words, he raised his eyebrows and said, ”coal mine? What can be done? ”

”You can make briquettes and burn them.” Shen Jingli replied, pouring him a bowl of tea, ”drink some tea.”

Mu Chen put down the book and moved his mouth. He was really thirsty. He picked up the tea bowl and drank most of it gracefully. Shen Jingli sat next to him and glanced at the book he was reading. It was also a Book of war. It was not so easy for a man's ambition to fade away with time.

Remembering the days when he played games in the middle of the night, Shen Jingli laughed and heard Mu Chen say, ”is that coal ball better than firewood?”

”Don't rich families burn charcoal to keep warm in winter? The coal ball burns for a long time. After cooking, there is residual heat left for heating. However, when heating with coal balls, attention must be paid to ventilation, and it is better not to put it in the bedroom, otherwise it will be bad for human body. ” Shen Jingli did not dare to say that he would be poisoned. The ancient people did not know what carbon monoxide was. If the explanation was not clear, it would easily cause suspicion.

”When I went to Beijing for the exam, I had to take it for several days? The weather is so cold in early spring. Every time the exam is half done, many examinees feel cold. If you take some coal balls, it will not happen. ”

It can not only be used for heating. If you bring a small coal stove, you can also cook. Think about it, it's a good business. As Mu Chen said, he is a small financial fan. Shen Jingli laughs like green lotus blossoms in full bloom. Mu Chen ponders for a moment and points, ”I'll go with you after ancestor worship.”

”Good.” Shen Jingli drank a bowl of tea and looked out of the window. ”Xun'er and Huaixin don't know where to run to play. They haven't come back yet?”

Mu Chen looked at his worried appearance, stretched out his arms and hugged him and said, ”you are more and more like an armywood.”

Listen to this, Shen Jingli is not happy, what is he more and more like an armywood? Didn't he look like that before? ”What do you mean? Do you mean I abused your son

Shen Jingli stretched out his hand and pinched Mu Chen's abdomen. Mu Chen's physique was not strong, but he practiced martial arts all the year round. His physical fitness was good and his abdominal muscles were developed. Shen Jingli's pinching, as far as he was concerned, was the strength to tickle, which was not painful. On the contrary, Shen Jingli felt his hands sour.

”It's that you are more and more able to take care of children.” Mu Chen worried that he hurt his hand. He took the initiative to hold his hand and kneaded it carefully for him. He suggested, ”next time, don't pinch your abdomen, but pinch your hips or neck. That's good.”

He kindly reminded Shen Jingli and said, ”is it convenient for me to use force, or do you make it?”

Mu Chen raised his head and looked at him innocently.

Shen Jingli gently smile, stretched out his hand to pull his face, ”Mu 14, how do I think your skin is getting thicker and thicker?”

Mu Chen smiles and continues to rub his hand. He turns his head and looks at Mu Chen. The latter is kneading his fingers for him with his head down. His palm is very warm. The cocooned belly of his finger gently rubs his hand, which makes him feel crispy and numb.

Shen Jingli felt that his throat was tight and his mouth was dry. He wanted to hold him for a bite.

”Fourteen, I want to bite you again.” He leaned over, put his head on his shoulder and laughed in a low voice. Mu Chen also chuckled in a low voice. He was just about to hold Shen Jingli for a while, when xun'er's voice came from outside.

”Am, I've brought you some fruit. Please come out and have a look...” Xun'er yelled, pushed open the door of the room, crossed the threshold, and trotted in. When Shen Jingli turned his head, he saw xun'er, whose face and clothes were stained with master-slave and grass crumbs.

”Where are you going to play?”

Jinyu and Nianhua, holding a basket, catch up from behind and explain: ”young master and master Xi play shuttlecock together.”

”And, and...” Xun'er scrambled to add, ”and pulling grass, xun'er also helps feed chickens.”

Listening to xun'er's words, Jin Yu and Nian Hua have the heart to die. They are worried that Shen Jingli will blame them for not taking good care of xun'er and letting the young master do this kind of rough work.

”Madam, master Xi said that he would go to the vegetable garden and pick some old leaves for the chicken to eat. The young master had to follow him...” Jinyu has a white face. She is a little frightened. How valuable is the young master? Why didn't she stop her?