Chapter 11 - 10 Combat Power
Gong Ruwen happily followed Zhao Xuran and them back home, only to see many bricks piled up at the door.
What’s going on? Gong Ruwen was dumbfounded.
The two Zhao brothers were also astonished, "Brother, is Dad planning to build a pig pen?" Zhao Guangran thought this meant their father intended to raise pigs.
The thought of having pork to eat in the future made Zhao Guangran feel super good, "Slaughtered pig feast is delicious."
Although he had only eaten it a few times, just one time was enough for Zhao Guangran to savor for a long time.
Slaughtered pig feast? What in the world is that? Gong Ruwen had never eaten it but it must be delicious, otherwise Zhao Guangran wouldn’t say so.
Watching the two little kids next to him endlessly discussing food, Zhao Xuran couldn’t help but sigh. Having one food-loving younger brother was already troubling, and now there’s another little one who loves to eat. What are they going to do in the future?
However, Zhao Xuran was now worried that if they really raised pigs at home, what would the smell be like? Although the house had a big space, especially since their mom expanded the yard a lot to process medicinal herbs.
"It’s not for raising pigs, it’s to make a room for you guys. Are you happy?" Zhao Gang brought back the last load of bricks. Although there were still not enough bricks, they could burn bricks by mixing earth with reeds.
Create a room? Ever since knowing Uncle Gong’s family would be staying, Zhao Xuran had been thinking it would be best to have his own room so he could read in peace.
Especially after their mom gave birth to his little brother, there wasn’t enough room for everyone to sleep. But their dad insisted on waiting until spring to build a room, using winter to make bricks. This sudden change of plan seemed odd.