My Dear Wife, Please Be Gentle!

After a rest following the meal, Qiao Duo’er couldn’t wait to take Tan Zhenghong to the house foundation site.

Many annoying things happened today, but standing on this piece of land that belonged to them made it all worth it.

Thinking of this as their own little world, smiles spread across both of their faces.

Tan Zhenghong shared his plan, "The busy farming season is just a few days away, and it’s not easy to hire people right now. We’ll have to wait until after the farming is done to start construction. But our family doesn’t have much land, so I can start working on it first."

"No rush, we still need to save up some silver," nodded Qiao Duo’er.

"I’m planning to use rammed earth for the house and add a ground dragon, so you won’t be cold in winter. Think about if there’s anything else you need."

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Understanding the ground dragon was easy; it worked wonders like the heated brick beds in the Northeast, relying on burning fire to raise the indoor temperature.

But Qiao Duo’er didn’t know what rammed earth was.