In the middle of the night, the summer mansion was still lively, and red lanterns hung high.

A carriage stopped outside the mansion gate, and Xia Yuan picked up the sleepy little camellia, and then hugged it in his arms.

The weight is not as gentle as when I got married, and now I feel a little heavy in my arms.

When he got out of the carriage, the range of movements was a little large, and then he was blown by the cold wind, and Xiao Chuzi woke up suddenly, rubbed his eyes to reveal an innocent and confused look, and looked around, "Husband, are we home?" ”

Xia Yuan snorted, then lowered his head and said, "Hide your face quickly, you will be shy when people see it for a while." ”

Hearing this, Zhu Xiurong panicked, subconsciously grabbed Xia Yuan's clothes with his hands, and buried his little head deep in her husband's arms.

Seeing this, Xia Yuan smiled, stupidly, hugged her up with his knees, and entered the mansion, and a group of subordinates bowed down to say hello, and saw the main mother being held, guessing that she was asleep, and then closed her mouth again, but saluted silently.

Passed through the front hall, crossed the middle courtyard, stepped into the moon gate and entered the inner courtyard, and finally entered the bedroom.

The little thing in his arms fell asleep again, stayed up all day, and got up too early in the morning, and everyone felt sleepy.

Xia Yuan put her on the couch, then sat on the edge of the collapse, took off her shoes and socks first, and when she began to help undress, halfway through the shedding, Zhu Xiurong woke up in a daze, looked at him with a confused face, and then called weakly: "Husband."

"Huh?"

"Am I almost ripe?"

Xia Yuan paused, looked at her confused little face, thought for a while and said seriously: "Wait a while, my husband will check your body, and then tell you." ”

There was a faint sound of firecrackers outside the gate, and the sound of clusters of fireworks exploding in the sky.

The brilliant and colorful fire in the sky reflected the whole house in the light of the fire.

The time has come.

For the first time in the sixteenth year of Hongji's physical examination, he concluded that it was still a little green, and he had to wait until the ripe picking season.

On the first day of the first lunar month, after the big court ceremony of the Zhengdan Festival, he followed the civil and military officials to worship the emperor for the New Year, Xia Yuan didn't even change his clothes, and ran to the eastern suburbs in court clothes.

After nearly 20 hours, although the water was splashed several times, the cement had also dried up.

Lao Wang didn't sleep all night, and scattered around with his saber and several guards, as if he was guarding a rare treasure.

Such an unusual atmosphere, the eastern suburbs of this industrial base of the people have been brought over, but no one dares to approach, men, women and children help the old and the young, the children want to come forward to take a look, were stared at and shouted, and frightened to retreat, some directly flattened their mouths and cried.

Seeing Xia Yuan and Zhu Houzhao coming, the crowd of onlookers separated into a straight avenue, leading directly to the six shallow pits coated with cement.

Let the straw mats be uncovered, Xia Yuan took a look at the six pieces of cement, the color is all green, but the degree of green is different.

At the beginning of the setting, let the warm water come, all dry in the shade, but there will be no cracks.

It's not very smooth, but when you poke it with your hand, it's hard and it's already dry, and if it's not hard, it doesn't mean it's strong, maybe it's brittle.

Xia Yuan poked the cement with his hand, and Zhu Houzhao also poked it next to him, although he felt that this was not interesting with the mud, but he still followed, he poked it with his hand, and his mouth was amazed, "Master, the mud you came out of here is really hard." ”

"It's not mud, it's cement."

Zhu Houzhao: "It's all the same. ”

It doesn't matter what kind of mud it is, it's mud anyway.

"Lao Wang, you are big, go find a hammer, and then smash these cements one by one."

“？”

Lao Wang was stunned, and he worked hard all night, but he had to smash it again? Isn't that right?

"Hurry up, why are you still stunned?"

"Yes."

Lao Wang took a deep breath, answered yes, turned around and left, and after a while, he came back with a hammer in his hand.

"First smash the light cyan ones, smash them one by one, and finally smash the dark cyan ones."

This command was also difficult to understand, and Lao Wang didn't ask, picked up his hammer and smashed it at the lightest piece of cyan cement.

Very carefully, gently, like a flower. After all, after a hard night's stay, it was emotional.

The cement did not move, and not even a single mark was left.

Xia Yuan frowned beside him: "What's wrong with not eating?" Smash it hard, and if it is broken, you will not be compensated. ”

"Is that little guy going hard?"

"Hurry up and use it, make it bigger."

Lao Wang gritted his teeth, picked up the hammer and smashed it hard, and with a bang, the cement fell apart.

Xia Yuan's expression did not change, and he didn't even frown, and raised his chin, "Smash the next piece." ”

"Yes."

Lao Wang answered, and then picked up the hammer and smashed it fiercely, smashing one piece and smashing three pieces in a row, and at this time the surrounding crowd was already whispering.

"What's going on?"

"Isn't it the New Year, listen to it?"

"Dad, I want to smash that too."

“.”

Turning a deaf ear to the surrounding discussions, looking at the only two remaining pieces of cement, Xia Yuanxin also lifted up, "Keep smashing." ”

Lao Wang lifted the hammer and smashed it against the fifth piece of cement, with a loud bang, and the anti-shock force transmitted made the hammer in his hand almost get out of his hand, and this time the cement was not split like the other times, but there were a few cracks three or five centimeters deep.

Xia Yuan's heart was relieved, he guessed well, the purer the cyan color of this cement, the higher the strength of the cement.

"Smash the last piece."

"Yes."

smashed five pieces in a row, Lao Wang's wrists were shaken a little sore, rubbed twice, and then picked up the hammer and smashed down according to the last piece of cement, with a loud bang.

This time, cracks also appeared in the cement, but they were more subtle.

The cement with a thickness of more than ten centimeters can have such strength, which is beyond Xia Yuan's expectations.

Now in the cold season, it is not suitable for laying cement, if it is warmer, get the cement up, the strength will rise another grade.

And if it is thicker and mixed with gravel, it can already be put into use.

As a hammer player, Lao Wang was even more surprised, he had such a strong physique, and he had always been strong to foil himself.

With a hammer, hard mud like this should be torn apart, just like the previous ones.

But only minor cracks have appeared.

He looked at his hand, and smashed it with all his might, and the crack deepened and lengthened, but it still did not break.

"Come, give the hammer to Hongu, and let Hongu know it!"

After passing the hammer, Zhu Houzhao weighed it a few times in his hand, a very heavy hammer, usually used to knock on mountain stones, and then habitually tied up the horse, and then picked up the hammer and smashed it down.

The cement has added a lot of cracks, but it is still not completely broken.

Zhu Houzhao was shocked to the point of numbness, but he did not hesitate to praise himself, "Good thing, it's so hard, I didn't expect the master to play with mud so well." ”

“.”

Xia Yuan's breath can be said to be held at home, Lao Tzu worked hard to get this cement, and it became mud in your mouth.

"First of all, it's called cement, not mud. Secondly, I figured it out to be used to build bridges and roads."

Zhu Houzhao turned his head when he heard this, "Build bridges and roads?" ”

"Otherwise, you think I made it for fun? If this kind of concrete road were paved all over the world, what kind of pomp would it be? ”

"Pomp? What can be the pomp and circumstance? ”

Zhu Houzhao thought for a while, frowned, and said, "Could it be that someone is smashing it with a hammer every day?" ”

(End of chapter)