Dressed As a Mother-in-law, She Leads the Whole Family To Turn Over

Chapter 46 Tiles and Floor Tiles

So the pot of porridge was divided among everyone, and there was no need to wash the bottom of the pot. Jiang Ning paid off today's wages, and all the men went back.

The lively courtyard became quiet, and Jiang Ning was free to make a few tiles with the clay from the adobe bricks.

Yang Erdan watched for a while and asked curiously: "Aniang, do you want to make your own tiles?"

Jiang Ning nodded, "I'm just giving it a try. I don't know if it will work. Anyway, it's just five pieces. If it works, we'll make the roof ourselves. If it doesn't work, we'll use thatch."

 She still prefers tiles from the bottom of her heart. Once built, they can last for decades, and she doesn’t have to worry about the roof disappearing when the wind blows.

Yang Erdan quickly came over to help.

The two of them just tried it out, but they didn't expect that they actually made something. Only two of the five pieces were successful, and the other three pieces couldn't be used. The two of them analyzed the reason, and it should be related to the area and thickness of the fire. , so Yang Erdan decided to build another earthen kiln specifically for firing tiles.

The next day, the people who came to work saw the two pieces of tiles and knew that they were made by Jiang Ning. Their eyes changed when they looked at her. It was a kind of shock and respect that Jiang Ning had never experienced before. Mrs. Li praised her a few times.

After Old Man Yang learned that Jiang Ning and Yang Erdan could make tiles, his interest in building a house became unprecedentedly high. He helped dig clay and built the earthen kiln, so he never had time to spare.

In order to burn enough tiles before the house was built, the grandfather and grandson spent all day and night wandering around the earthen kiln for two days in a row. They were actually asked to bake enough tiles. At this time, Yang Laosan and Yang Yong The two of them have raised the two rooms to almost two meters high.

Yang Yong's legs couldn't support him to continue building, so he had to switch with Old Man Yang. He went to burn paper tiles, and Old Man Yang helped lift bricks.

On the third day, the two houses were ready to be built. Building beams was a big deal, and it should have been a big deal, but Jiang Ning thought that he would have to continue building it later. Every time he mobilized troops, the villagers would inevitably be jealous, so he told Old Man Yang and Li After discussing it, they could just have a ceremony by themselves.

In the past, Old Man Yang would definitely have objected, but now he was anxious to see the effect of installing the tiles and didn't want too many people to come over and make a fuss, so he agreed.

After the firecrackers were set off and the beam-laying ceremony ended, Old Yang was about to jump to the roof. Yang Laosan quickly stopped him and said, "Dad, please take it easy! I can do this kind of work. If you really want to help, Just pass the stuff down there for me, it’s faster that way.”

Others also followed suit, and Old Yang had to reluctantly agree.

The tiles made by Jiang Ning are purely based on her own imagination. They are different from the ones sold outside. According to the tiles she made, a row of U-shaped tiles should be pasted at intervals, from bottom to top, one by one. When you go up, there are protrusions between the tiles, which can be connected to each other, so you don't have to worry about the tiles falling off.

 After pasting the U-shaped tiles, paste the n-shaped tiles between the two U-shaped tiles to cover the U-shaped tiles in the same way.

In this way, the roof can be completely covered, and there is no need to worry about rainwater penetration even if it rains heavily.

Yang Laosan is the person who implemented this project. After putting up the tiles himself, he knows how effective the roof is. For the first time, a stupid person said a series of compliments.

　　It actually made Old Man Yang think about it, wondering whether the roof on the old house should also be replaced. Anyway, he was very free, so he might have to work on it for a while.

The villagers didn’t believe it when they heard that Jiang Ning made the tiles by herself, so they rushed over to watch the fun. When they saw that the two newly built houses in her house were actually roofed with tiles, their eyes were red with jealousy.

Qian couldn't eat the grapes and said they were sour. He snorted: "What's so great! Who doesn't know how to do this kind of thing? He's just too busy going to the fields to pour it out! He really thinks he's so good!" The village woman who had a bad impression of Jiangning could not help but agree.

Jiang Ning smiled but said, "I think the rich lady has quite a lot of time. Aren't you going to build a house after the autumn harvest? Count the days and you can start preparations now. I'm optimistic about you!"

Qian raised her chin proudly, "It's not like I don't have a man. I don't need to do this kind of work! My men will feel bad for me!"

Jiang Ning was not the only widow in the village, many people looked down after hearing her words.

Qian felt good about herself after offending others, until she realized that half the number of people came to watch the fun, then she curled her lips and snorted, "Why didn't you marry a good man who loves his mother-in-law? You deserve it!"

These words offended a group of people again. Everyone knew about Qian's bad character, and no one was willing to quarrel with her. They just left together without paying any attention to Qian.

 Qian saw that everyone had disappeared, Jiang Ning stared at her with a smile, feeling a little embarrassed, and quickly ran away.

Seeing that everyone had left, Liu Ye quickly went over and closed the gate to the fence, and said to Jiang Ning, "Auntie, the windows and doors can be installed this afternoon. If we have two beds and two wardrobes built, we can almost live in it."

Jiang Ning realized what he was doing and rushed into the house to take a look. He patted his head with his hand in annoyance, "I felt like something was missing. Only then did I realize that I can burn the roof, so why not try to burn it?" Burning floor tiles?”

She still remembered the adobe bricks when she lived with her grandma in the countryside. They were square, beautiful orange in color, and could not be broken no matter how hard they stepped on them. She had lived in her grandma's old house for more than 40 years, and the floor tiles were still there. It was like new. She wasn't sure it could be fired the same way, but as long as the effect was similar, it would be fine.

 Think about it and then act.

Yang Erdan thought he could finally take a breather for a few days, but he didn't expect that Aniang was busy with work again. He could only bite the bullet and continue working. The floor tiles were a bit thicker than the tiles, and the firing time was longer. The two of them worked crazily. Pulling firewood on Qingfeng Mountain.

There are so many people at home these days, and the children don’t dare to go home to handle the trichosanthes. They can only hide in the mountains and work. When it gets dark, they will take the processed trichosanthes and melon seeds back. When people come, they have to put the melons away. They took it to the mountains to dry, and carrying those things every day consumed the little meat they had managed to raise.

They thought they could finally go back after the house was built, but they didn't expect that Jiang Ning continued to bake, and they had to continue to help collect firewood.

 Fortunately, the demand for floor tiles is small, and it only takes two days to burn them. As the windows and doors have been installed, no one will bother them anymore, so Jiang Ning can free up and start work.

 First, mix lime and fine sand, add water and stir to serve as concrete, then spread a layer of fine sand in the house and start laying floor tiles. She did this work alone, while Yang Erdan continued to bake oyster shells day and night.

After Jiang Ning laid the floor tiles in the two rooms, the children almost dropped their jaws.

 “Aniang! You are so awesome! It’s really happened!” Yang Santie and the others were jumping around in the room. There were no flaws in the floor tiles, but they were so excited that they changed to rolling ones.

Jiang Ning was happy and sent them out to get straw. He took the opportunity to get some glutinous rice from the space and boiled it in a pot. He then mixed the filtered glutinous rice water with shell ash and plastered the wall.

 (End of this chapter)