The Wu family went up and down the mountain to bypass the mountain village, this time was too sensitive, the old man Wu did not dare to joke about the future of his family, everyone told them one by one, for fear that they would try to save trouble and wear the village, and then let the villagers find that there were people living in Baiwang Mountain and they had the epidemic, which was easy to cause public anger.

Qian and Zhao were carrying a bamboo basket on their backs, and the back was full of New Year's goods, Wu Xia Zhi and Wu Xingzhou carried a cloth bag in their left hand and an oiled paper bag in their right hand and walked up the mountain, no one noticed that they were followed by a few villagers and children with surprised faces.

"Nuan Nuan, Nuan Nuan, see what delicious food I brought you?" Wu Xia Zhi ran into the small courtyard and shouted loudly.

Wu Nuandong opened the straw curtain, and just saw a dirty little hand, the oilcloth bag in the palm of his hand was open, and inside were a few round red sugar balls stained with frosting.

Wu Xia Zhi's little face was covered with black gray stains from east to west, and his dark skin smiled and showed neat little white teeth, "It's warm and fast, it's sweet!" ”

Wu Nuandong picked up a candy ball and stuffed it into Wu Xia Zhi's mouth first, Wu Xia Zhi stared at him in surprise, and then his little face immediately wrinkled, Wu Nuandong smiled secretly, and put one in his mouth, and his little face wrinkled into a bun.

Sugar balls are a very common snack in this place, and the hawthorn is wrapped in a thin layer of frosting, which tastes sweet and then sour, like a sugar gourd.

Wu Xia Zhi held his sugar ball in his mouth and muttered, "Is it warm and sweet?" ”

"Sweet!" Wu Nuandong asked with a smile, "Is the third brother sweet?" ”

"Sweet!"

After a while, Wu Nuandong and Wu Xia Zhi gave the candy balls to everyone, and the courtyard echoed with a 'sweet' sound, with bursts of laughter and warmth and tranquility in the busy.

Tomorrow is the Chinese New Year's Eve, and the rule here is that the days before New Year's Day (that is, the Spring Festival) cannot be said to be bitter, spicy, sour, or astringent, but sweet and salty (leisurely), and since New Year's Day (Spring Festival in ancient times generally referred to the whole spring), it is necessary to say some festive words.

Wu Nuandong woke up early in the morning, she was young, went to bed early, got out of bed and explained to Wu Tiande, Wu Tiande saw that the sky was slightly bright, and the sound of sweeping the courtyard and carrying firewood came from outside the door, it should be the two diligent sisters-in-law who were working, so it was convenient for the girl to go by herself, and the snoring of turning around started again.

Qian and Zhao moved slowly, with a joyful smile on their faces, last night while the men of the martial family were packing up their prey, the daughter-in-law of the martial family took the male baby to paste a few blessing stickers they bought outside the shack and thatched house, and the courtyard had a little more festive atmosphere. The two of them prepared to finish breakfast, packed up the day's ingredients, and began to cut red paper, although the house was simple, it did not prevent the family from pursuing a celebratory mood.

"Why did Nuan Nuan get up so early?" Qian was washing vegetables, she shook the water droplets in her hand and asked softly.

"Are you thirsty?" Zhao poured a cup of freshly boiled hot water, mixed it with the cool white water that had been dried the day before, and handed it to Wu Nuandong.

"Good morning, eldest aunt and second aunt!" Wu Nuandong was stunned, his eyes were not fully opened, and he smiled sweetly.

Qian and Zhao also smiled, and Zhao touched her little pink face that was sleeping and said, "Good morning, Nuan Nuan!" ”

"Drink the water, it'll be cold in a while." Qian saw that Wu Nuandong's little face was fleshy, and gradually grew flesh back, and the scar on his forehead became lighter and lighter, and he finally put down his snack.

"Auntie, second aunt, Nuan Nuan is going to shhhh Wu Nuandong drank the water, rubbed his eyes and walked to the back of the hospital. There was a simple thatched latrine built by the three brothers of the samurai family, surrounded by straw curtains on all sides to leave an entrance for people, and under the pit were two large wooden barrels, which were cleaned by several men in turn every day.

When Wu Nuandong arrived at the latrine, he first stood up the wooden stick on the ground to remind that there were people inside, and then walked in quickly and flashed into the space.

After a day and a night, the space is very different, Wu Nuandong didn't expect that crossing the golden finger could be so powerful, the air in the space became more and more sweet, and the whole person was refreshed when he breathed. The wild vegetables and herbs picked yesterday all took root and grew automatically, and they were orderly and vigorous, the first acre was a small part of the field, and there were a lot of herbs in different categories, and the other acre was scattered and could not be named wild vegetables, and the third acre had a few young seedlings that had just sprouted and could not see what it was.

Dead wood is near the spring pool, overgrown with black ears. Although there is no possibility of recovery of the broken Ganoderma lucidum, a large number of mycelium has obviously grown around it, which is truly a surprise.

Wu Nuandong does not plan to grow a variety of wild vegetables, and in the future, if he has money in hand, he will buy some grain and vegetable seeds to plant seriously, and wild vegetables are just for emergency use. If you want to use herbs, you should also choose some precious ones, even if she doesn't know how to heal, it is good to sell them to make money for the family. On the way to escape from the famine, those household goods were sold, the bad ones were bad, and they were lost, and in the end there was not much left, and when they arrived in the villages that could accept them, they must buy land, build houses, and build furniture, and the silver money used was not simply ten or twenty taels, but with space, there would be silver taels sooner or later.

After all, there is still time, Wu Nuandong didn't think about it for long, the first thing she did when she came to the space was, of course, to wash it with space water, and the spring water had already been drained out of a small pool by her, which was specially used for bathing, so that drinking water and bath water were mixed.

Wu Nuandong quickly took off her clothes, soaked happily from head to toe, the space was like spring all year round, and her hair dried out after a while, she got dressed, and finally ran to the cabin of her dreams.

I saw that in the wooden house, Huanghuali's soft couch and crescent table leaned against the window, a white jade bed was placed in the room with a faint cold, the left side was a Huanghuali wooden cabinet, the right was a jade screen of pastoral spring, and when I turned to the screen, there was a Huanghuali desk, on which there was a pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, and behind it was a row of bookshelves, and the bookshelves were full of books.

Wu Nuandong took out a book and looked at it, only to see the font on the cover suddenly flash, and in the blink of an eye, it was fixed to a font similar to ancient traditional Chinese. When she was in elementary school, Wu Nuandong practiced pen calligraphy, and although the regular script was simplified, it did not prevent her from learning again.

The book is called 'All Things Bowu', famous for knowing the elegance, Wu Nuandong was a big surprise, and if you can't learn a martial art in ancient times, it's in vain. The martial arts focus on foreign kung fu, and the fists and feet are mainly open and closed, which is not suitable for women, and it is okay to practice basic skills to strengthen the body and protect the body.

Wu Nuandong was not worried about the outside, suppressed his excitement, went out of the space, and returned to the wooden house after finding that there were still two aunts cooking in the courtyard and no one else.

A thin book, looking at the few pages, but it is full of mental formulas, and the lines of words really give Wu Nuandong a headache. Gritting her teeth, she read and understood word by word, and finally memorized the first paragraph, and a stream of heat rushed into Wu Nuandong's dantian silently, fusing with the transparent heat originally bred in her dantian.

Wu Nuandong didn't know, and he didn't rush to meditate and practice, but opened the other books on the shelves, and finally found the books on the top floor that introduced the origin of the space.