Mu Fushu plans to use those fluff anti-threads to make two clothes, and if you save a little, you can make three vests.

There are bulletproof vests in the warehouse, but the clothes are too bloated and strange. With these little fluffs, at least not afraid of swords. The safety factor of bulletproof vests is too high, and cold weapons are not needed in this era. The main thing is that it's bloated.

San Lang is a man after all, he wouldn't think that a bunch of hair could be used to make clothes or something, but he just thought that this inexhaustible fluff was very interesting, and he consciously went to harvest rice after he finished it, in fact, Mu Fushu felt that his interest was still in driving a harvester, men, they always like to drive, even if it is a farm vehicle, it is also a car.

Mu Fu put away the fluff and went into the house to cook. Although she was reluctant to go to the kitchen as the eldest lady in her previous life, she is now washing her hands and making soup for her beloved, which is different!

Mu Fushu felt that he was really faceless and skinless!

Saburo's exploration and love for space is far more eager and enthusiastic than Mu Fushu's. After the work in the field was done, he was in a hurry to go farther away, Mu Fushu looked at his sweaty face, and said with a look of surprise: "Aren't you hungry?" Don't you realize that you haven't eaten for seven or eight hours? ”

San Lang followed Mu Fushu to learn to read clocks, there are a lot of watches in the space warehouse, some are cheap and some are expensive, San Lang picked a silver-white watch, and usually hangs it in the purse made by the lady around his waist.

With that said, Saburo was indeed hungry.

Mu Fushu made roast turkey and vegetable salad corn bisque this time.

San Lang couldn't hold up the food, and the noble son didn't have any pie, so he spread out on the chair and looked at Mu Fushu embarrassedly and smiled.

Mu Fushu couldn't cry or laugh, and while helping him rub his stomach, he pointed to the remaining corn soup: "The yellow one is corn, and the yield is high, and it doesn't pick the land." ”

San Lang sat up straight, his eyes shining: "Then let's take it out and plant it!" ”

"Wait," Mu Fushu looked unhappy: "I regret taking out the sweet potato, you see, the king of Shu has the confidence to fight the war only with the sweet potato as a war reserve, and I always feel that I am a sinner." ”

San Lang was silent for a while and said: "It is the King of Shu who wants to fight, not you, you take out sweet potatoes to save people's lives, there are many kinds of sweet potatoes in Shu now, you are the people who saved the entire Shu land, you are not a sinner, you are the benefactor of the people of Shu." ”

Mu Fushu had never found San Lang so good at talking. After all, she is from modern society, although she has not harmed anyone, but those people deserve it, and the war is different, the dead are innocent people, even those soldiers are innocent, but they are cannon fodder for the selfishness of the superiors.

Seeing that she was no longer entangled, San Lang made persistent efforts: "You see, although the king of Shu is going to war, we also know that the people are not having a good time. Do you really think that there is no good year in the whole world? Isn't there a corrupt official who is desperately trying to get money and food in his pocket? ”

At this time, gold and silver were still rare, and grain and cloth could be used as money.

Mu Fushu knew that San Lang, like the eldest princess Yang Weng, supported the uprising of the King of Shu.

After all, this country was surnamed Yang before, it was the Sui Dynasty, and the old thief stole the country, and his methods were indeed dark and not upright, and it was also hateful to kill the Yang family.

San Lang made persistent efforts: "We will plant this corn in Tianyi Villa, and no one outside will let them know." You also said that it can be processed into corn flour, which is just as filling, and others will not know what it is when they eat it. ”

Mu Fushu was persuaded by him, nodded and replied: "That's okay." It is not good for the land to grow rice all the time, so that one season of rice and one season of corn, how can you plant some rapeseed beans to extract oil. ”

San Lang knew that he was definitely not as good as the eldest lady who was thousands of years ahead of him in terms of knowledge, so he nodded in agreement.

In fact, how did he know that Mu Fushu was also a temporary cramming for farming, and only after reading books did he understand such a mimi.

The two began to peel corn kernels for seeding, while eating them.

San Lang's height is almost 1.85 meters now, Mu Fushu feels that he can't grow any longer, and now he is only up to his shoulders, which is really ...... Some dislike themselves.

In her previous life, Mu Fushu was 168 tall, and she felt that she should be able to reach this height in this life, which means that she still has several centimeters of room to grow.

Be sure to drink plenty of milk! Mu Fushu clenched his claws, not feeling more and more naïve at all.

After peeling a basket of corn kernels, Mu Fushu was a little tired, and the two got up and walked to the lake. Mu Fushu, who was far away, found that there seemed to be something more in the lake, and when he walked over, he saw that it was actually some lotus leaves, the size of his palm, but there were no lotus buds.

San Lang smiled: "Last time I came, I threw in a few lotus seeds, but I didn't expect them to really grow lotus." ”

Mu Fushu was annoyed that he hadn't thought about planting lotus flowers, and called the flower chicken, but it was delicious to wrap the lotus leaves and roast them.

"Why do you carry lotus seeds with you?" Mu Fushu was curious.

"It was Ah Zhu who gave it to me, I don't know who gave him a few, he ate one and said it was bitter and astringent, so he threw it to me."

Saburo and Ah Zhu are still reading together for half a day.

Mu Fushu thought of Ah Zhu, and felt that he had been too busy recently, and he hadn't played with him for a long time, and he felt a little guilty.

She will never forget the dirty little candy that Ah Zhu insisted on giving her when she first met Ah Zhu, which was the warmth she felt deeply for the first time in her two lives.

"How is Ah Zhu studying?" Mu Fushu knew that Ah Zhu was still quite smart, otherwise Yang Weng would not like him so much.

"Ah Zhu is extremely talented in arithmetic." San Lang remembered something and said: "I'll go find a few arithmetic books to teach him later, Uncle said that children should be taught according to their aptitude." ”

Mu Fushu also agreed.

Now the number of servants around San Lang and Ah Zhu has increased to two, named as the book, the ink, the chess, and the painting, and the eldest princess will follow the rules of the top aristocratic family as soon as she comes, not only the little maids and the maids have changed their names, but even the rough mother-in-law who serves in the outer courtyard has also changed their names, and they look very family-like.

Mu Fushu's painting is now with Lin Mingyue and no longer serves her. Lotus leaves can't be regarded as slaves, the original Yu family's twins Yu Yao Pei changed his name to Shi Yao Shi Pei, and followed Xiyu Xiqing to learn how to serve people. After all, Xiyu Xiqing is old and can't be a girl, at most she is raising her aunt.

Mu Fushu is impatient with many people to serve, originally she had an assistant and a female bodyguard by her side, but now it is inconvenient when there are many people. Fortunately, the requirements for slaves in this era are still very harsh, the first is to never disobey the director's wishes, knowing that the eldest mother likes to stay alone, even Xiyu Xiqing will not follow wherever she goes without a face, as long as she is alone in the room, they will consciously go out to do their own things, of course, if San Lang goes in, they will also pretend not to see it......

Mu Fushu and San Lang went back to the big study of the villa and found a few math books. San Lang had to re-transcribe it in traditional Chinese, and Mu Fushu had to "translate" it on the side. Fortunately, Saburo is smart, and he can almost recognize the simplified Chinese characters after copying a book.

The two stayed in the space for three days, and when they went out, they just in time for the eldest princess to ask them to feed.

The snow was getting heavier and heavier, but it was almost to his knees in one day, and Mu Fushu could clearly see that Yang Weiai was in a bad mood, and his expression was very anxious.

Yang Weiai and Yang Weng have been together for more than three years, not to mention that they are like glue and are opposite day and night, Yang Weng has only been away for a day, and Yang Weiai feels empty in his heart.

Before she lived for revenge, for her daughter, now her anger has calmed down a lot, and she no longer hates the Wang family and gritted her teeth, because she saw her daughter who was worried about her stomach, and she grew up surprisingly and couldn't stop making her proud, look, this is her eldest princess Yang Weiai's daughter, no one in the world is smarter and more beautiful than her daughter, and Wen Lang, the person who missed back then, the person who could die for her, returned to her.

Her life was complete.

Sometimes I really want to live my life in this small village like this.

But she couldn't.

As long as the Wang family is still in power, as long as the Yang family is not dead, they will never live a truly peaceful life.

The eldest princess Yang Weiai sometimes really looks down on her father. He is not worthy to be emperor.

The weak body made Emperor Sui Ai have no mood or strength to govern the country, and he was immersed in calligraphy and painting because the imperial doctor said that his body could only recuperate, and he could not do any strenuous exercise or worry. If you want to live, you can only fade out of the court.

The relationship between the first queen and Emperor Sui Ai was not very good, but Emperor Sui Ai was "more than enough but not enough", under the operation of the Wang family, there were few women in the harem that he looked at, only the queen and he were the closest.

This is not to say that Emperor Sui Ai loves the first queen, but it is a habit, used to having only such a woman around him, and getting used to tolerating her, after all, it is his poor health that he can't let the queen have any more children.

Emperor Sui Ai didn't know the careful thinking of the Wang family, but he definitely didn't expect that the Wang family would be bold enough to seek a dynasty to usurp the throne, and by the time he realized it, it was too late.

What Yang Weiai hates the most is his casual connivance, indecisiveness and hindsight.

Now there is only one way in front of them: either the death of the Yang family or the death of the Wang family.

Of course, Yang Weiai didn't want to die. She has a lover and a daughter, a loyal guard who has followed her for so many years, a clan surnamed Yang who has shrunk into a corner and a Yang family who has been killed, and a loyal general who refuses to submit to the Wang family and is beheaded all over the house......

Their revenge has not been avenged, and she, Yang Weiai, as the only blood and blood of Emperor Sui Ai, must not let their hard work come to naught, and die unjustly but cannot take revenge.

Her noble eldest princess Yang Weiai, she is also the only hope of the Great Sui.

Seeing that Yang Weiai didn't eat, holding chopsticks and looking ahead in a daze, his eyes were full of fragility and confusion, Mu Fushu's heart softened suddenly.

Mu Fushu took Yang Weiai's chopsticks and said softly: "Auntie, don't think nonsense, Uncle Wen will be fine, we will all be fine." ”

Yang Weiai came back to her senses, her face was a little pale, Mu Fushu got into her arms and hugged her, and whispered: "Auntie, I'm here, Auntie is here, with me, no one wants to harm us." ”

Yang Weiai touched her hair and said nothing. RS