"Do you sleep in the big bunk bed in your barracks? Is the bunk bed made of bricks or wooden boards?" Chen Wan asked at Song Heng, and a thought popped up in her mind. Although she couldn't wrap the soldiers' clothes to keep warm, it was OK to make them sleep more comfortable.

Song Heng replied: "Of course it is made of bricks, and the size of wooden boards is easy to break without making. What do you ask about this?"

Chen Wan thought for a while and said, "I once saw it in a travel note, in a very cold place in the north. Because the weather is very cold, people everywhere sleep in a kind of shop called a fire kang."

"Kang?"

"Well" Chen Wan nodded and said, "The kang is also made of bricks, connected to the stove outside the house, and there is a flue in the middle of the kang. Using the smoke and heat generated during the fire, the kang becomes hot through the flue, and it can also warm the room." She, a southerner who does not even have heating, has little understanding of the kang in the north, and does not know whether it is right. However, if this is right or not, you will know if it is right. After all, this practice is the only criterion for testing the truth.

"Where is that travel notes?" Song Heng hurriedly wiped his feet, walked to the edge of the couch, and asked Chen Wan. If there was such a kang in the barracks, the soldiers would have a better life in this winter. There were people in the left and right camps, and if they really wanted to build such a kang, it would be faster. Moreover, the entire barracks in the barracks were made of bricks, and they could be made up after being demolished and rebuilt.

Chen Wan thought about it and smiled at Song Heng, "It seems like she has attracted firewood for Qiu Ju."

"..." Song Hengzhi wanted to say such a good travel note as "a prodigal girl", but she actually gave it to Qiu Ju and lure it into firewood.

Song Heng sat on the couch and scratched his head. Although the travel notes were gone, Wan'er also said something roughly. He found someone who was good at fortifications to think about it, and maybe he could figure it out.

Song Heng looked at Chen Wan and said, "I will find a craftsman who is good at work tomorrow to think about it. If you figure it out, you will have the best."

Chen Wan curled her lips and smiled, but didn't say anything. Let's talk about it when they figured it out!

"Ouch..." Chen Wan suddenly felt a thrust in her calves.

"What's wrong?" Song Heng asked nervously.

Chen Wan's facial features were wrinkled together in pain, and she replied, "The legs are cramped, two!"

Song Heng hurriedly lifted the quilt beside her feet, grabbed her legs, and placed her legs flat.

When she touched her feet, Song Heng couldn't help frowning. Her cold body problem still did not improve at all. She had so many hand stoves in her quilt, but her feet were still so cold.

Song Heng gently massaged Shen Wan's calves with a pair of big hands covered with thick calluses.

After being pressed like this, the pain was reduced a lot, and Chen Wan also felt that his big hands with thick calluses were particularly warm.

Chen Wan grabbed the quilt with her hands, watched, and focused on massage the man in her calf, and a strange feeling arose in her heart.

Song Heng was afraid that the quilt would lift her legs and covered it up again and massaged Chen Wan's calves under the quilt.

"After so many years, your cold body problem has not improved at all." Song Heng said, feeling a little guilty. Her cold body problem was something he had suffered from in those years. In the past, when winter came, she would hold him tightly to sleep, and he would warm her feet with his feet.

"Well..." Chen Wan nodded softly, without saying a word.

After Song Heng pressed for a quarter of an hour, Chen Wan stopped hurting, so she asked him to stop.

After Song Heng stopped, he got up and wanted to go out.

"Wait..." Chen Wan called him in a silence.

Song Heng turned his head and frowned slightly at her. Could it be that he had cramps again?

Chen Wan opened her mouth, and then lowered her eyes after a while, "The outside of the Qiuju is not burning the charcoal stove, just sleep inside!"

There was no carbon stove, and it was very cold when I fell asleep outside!

Song Heng was stunned for a moment, seriously doubting whether he had heard it wrong. Wan'er actually spoke up and asked him to sleep in the inner room.

Seeing that Song Heng only looked at her and didn't say anything, Chen Wan felt a little embarrassed and wanted to knock on her head for a few times. Why did she say these words? She doesn't care whether he is cold or not? A big pig's hooves like him deserve it if they are cold!

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