At that moment, Song Meiqin had just come in from outside.
She had just gone to check on the furnace buried in the pit outside the house.
Song Meiqin looked all around, glancing this way and that.
She reached out a delicate hand to touch the scorching hot wall.
"It's so warm in here..."
Although Song Meiqin was the type to never give an inch in an argument...
...if she still insisted on being stubborn after feeling this, she'd just be obnoxious.
The warmth in this room was truly beyond words.
It was so warm that after just a short while inside, she already felt like taking off her clothes.
Zhao Qiao'Er might have sounded sarcastic, but she was telling the absolute truth.
Her thick winter clothes were unbearable in this room.
"Can it really get this warm just by burning coal?
It feels like the height of summer in here now.
How did you do it?"
Song Meiqin asked, her face full of astonishment.
