There is an old Chinese saying, "Dragons give birth to dragons and phoenixes, and sons born to mice make holes." For genetics, Mu Fushu is still a little involved, but unfortunately today she feels that the scientific knowledge she learned before is very "unscientific".

According to the American psychologist Christenfeld, it may be because the father gives the child a genetic trait that makes the baby's face more like the father no matter how it looks. The scientist further explained that this is also a manifestation of the human instinct of "self-preservation", since there is no doubt who is the mother, and who is the father is not so sure, so it must be like the father, which is beneficial to the baby and can also encourage the father to invest more love.

Of course, what I want to express further means that the father does not need to wonder if the child is his own seed, and the child is so similar to the father, does he still need to do a paternity test?

In other words, the child's height, intelligence, personality and other genetics may account for a certain proportion of the parents, but the appearance is more like the father. Mu Fushu has never seen the prince of Huai, but the king of Shu has seen it. Although the King of Shu is also a middle-aged beautiful uncle, compared with San Lang, he is far behind him by more than a dozen streets, so Mu Fushu always feels that San Lang may have inherited more genes from his mother's appearance.

This is probably the reason why the prince of Huai and the king of Shu could not confirm whose son this child was.

So on this cool summer morning, Mu Fushu confirmed this guess, of course, at this time, she was just startled by the woman in front of her who was seven or eight points similar to San Lang, if it weren't for the fact that the woman was a little older and looked vicissitudes, she thought it was San Lang's twin sister.

This woman is about forty years old, a pair of willow eyebrows are very thick, flying obliquely into the sideburns, big eyes with slightly raised apricot eyes, and the main eyeballs are dark blue, which is bluer and purer than Saburo's. The nose is like a gall, the lips are small and slightly thick, and the corners of the lips are slightly upturned.

It's almost the female version of Saburo.

Saburo was frightened.

Since Mu Fushu "invented" the glass mirror, Saburo is very clear about what he looks like, and when he is not in the mood to prepare at all, it is normal to be frightened and retreat when he sees a woman who is so similar to himself.

Frightened and thunderous, he squatted curiously not far away and watched them, not knowing what game the three of them were playing.

The woman was also so shocked that the basket in her hand fell to the ground, and the man stumbled on the threshold and sat down.

Mu Fushu and San Lang were shocked, staring at each other with big eyes, and finally picked up the woman in a thousand ways, unexpectedly the woman broke free of the hands of the two, and even crawled back to the yard, not wanting the vegetable basket, latching the door "bumper", and the footsteps hurriedly left.

San Lang's hand was still pushed away, looking at the closed door in a daze, Mu Fushu thought a lot, picked up the basket on the ground and began to knock on the door.

There was no knocker on the door, and the knock was muffled and not loud. The wind and thunder thought it was funny, and ran up and scratched it with its paws, and the more he scratched, the happier he became, leaving a lot of paw prints on the door.

Even so, there was not a sound in the courtyard.

San Lang came back to his senses, stopped the wind and thunder, and said weakly: "Auntie, let's go back." ”

Mu Fu glanced at him: "What is the back?" If I don't figure things out, I'm going to be unable to sleep at night. ”

San Lang sat on the threshold, and his voice was desolate: "Auntie, who do you say she is?" ”

Mu Fushu turned around and sat down beside him: "It's your relatives after all, you look so similar." After a pause, Mu Fushu leaned into his ear and said, "Do you say it will be your aunt?" ”

San Lang's eyes lit up, and he quickly became indifferent: "My aunt said she died." ”

"A-Niang didn't see it with her own eyes!" Mu Fushu put his hands on his cheeks: "A-Niang said that she hasn't appeared since you were born, maybe she also took it for granted that she died in childbirth......"

"No, the King of Shu also said that he died in childbirth." San Lang's tone was a little difficult: "Last time, the King of Shu personally told me that after A-Niang gave birth to me, she became very popular, and she couldn't stop it no matter what, and she soon ran out of gas." At that time, he still ordered his subordinates to bury ...... quietly."

Mu Fushu was surprised: "Why do you want to bury it quietly?" ”

Even if it's an outer room, it's a good night of husband and wife, what can it cost to buy a good coffin and bury it well? At that time, her two "boyfriends" were rich and powerful, and everyone had a good time, and she gave her life in order to give birth to a son for them, why was she so stingy to "quietly buried" and sent away?

San Lang smiled bitterly: "The King of Shu said it was for me." You don't understand that a child who kills his biological mother at birth is considered a deviant and has a bad reputation. When I was in the Huai Palace, I also adopted the name of a concubine I had never met. ”

Well, what a stupid wheel! Adults die in childbirth, and it is sad enough for the child to be born without a mother, and he has to put on the name of a parent, what is this called?

Sighing, Mu Fushu leaned on San Lang's shoulder: "Uneducated, it's terrible." ”

San Lang's tone was heavy: "Some foolish husbands and fools in the countryside don't even want their children when they encounter such a thing, and they lose them together." The rich and noble families will be raised in other villages or lower families, and when they grow up, the little lady will marry out casually, and Lang Jun will give them a little money to send them to find their own way. If it weren't for the fact that they have some friendship for my mother, the Yang family has always had no heirs, and my fate would not be much better. ”

Mu Fushu said fiercely: "In the future, we must issue a decree, whoever has this situation again, the head of the family will be sentenced to 3,000 miles in exile, and three generations will not be allowed to be an official in the scientific examination, I see who would dare to do this!" ”

San Lang touched her head: "Take your time, the days are still long, and there are still many things you can't get used to." ”

Frightened Thunder lazily lay on the ground and looked at them, yawning boredly. Mu Fushu smiled: "Forget it, since she refuses to open the door, we don't have to force it." ”

After speaking, he pulled the wind and thunder: "You two are waiting for me here, and the people inside are not allowed to come out!" ”

San Lang grabbed her: "What are you doing here?" ”

Mu Fushu smiled mischievously: "Isn't she going out to buy food?" We don't call her out to see how many days she can go hungry! ”

San Lang was a little unbearable: "This ...... Not really, right? This yard is so big, she must be the only one, how bad is it if it affects others? ”

"We've been knocking on the door for so long and haven't opened it, and," she pointed to the two on the ground, "who else in Luoyang City doesn't know who we are?" When she saw you just now, it was like a ghost, she closed the door and ran, indicating that she knew who you were, and there was her reason for not opening the door. Besides, isn't the King of Shu coming! ”

Mu Fushu smiled a little ill-willedly, and glanced at the crack in the door: "When the time comes, we will directly bring the King of Shu over and see if she can open the door!" ”

Saburo was about to speak, when the door creaked open. The woman lowered her head, and her voice trembled a little: "Come in......"

Mu Fushu and San Lang entered the courtyard with the frightening wind and thunder, and the woman took the basket that the frightening wind held in her mouth, and walked in without looking back.

Mu Fushu couldn't help but look at her with admiration.

I'm not afraid of tigers! took the basket from the frightening mouth in minutes, his face was not red, his heart was not beating, and his hands were not trembling......

San Lang was also a little confused, and he didn't care about the surrounding scenery, just staring at the woman's back.

Mu Fushu was still very interested in the ancient Ji Pavilion, and looked around after coming in. This is obviously a garden, although the trees have not been taken care of for a long time, and the pond has dried up, but the overall layout is not bad, especially the yard has a few osmanthus trees, at this time they are all hanging buds, and they are about to bloom, and the air can still smell the rich fragrance of osmanthus flowers.

After walking along the gravel road mixed with dirt for about twenty or thirty meters, a long corridor appeared in front of me. The woman led them to the right, and in front of them was a row of houses facing north and south, and in the middle was a small courtyard, and on the left and right sides of the courtyard were placed two large vats, probably because of their age, and a small part of the vats had been embedded in the ground, and most of the tanks were filled with water, and there were several koi fish in the water.

Mu Fushu knew that this water tank was used for fire prevention, and it was usually filled with water, and the ancient recipes were all wooden structures, so in case of a fire, scoop the water in the water tank to save himself. In the case of water shortage, raising koi fish in a half-full tank and growing to four or five inches shows that the economic conditions of this "moon stepping incense" pavilion are still okay.

Mu Fushu remembered that when she opened the door, the woman said, "No more business", and became even more curious about her. How can she live without a business? Or in the case of food shortages.

In the middle of a row of rooms, two eight or nine-year-old girls were cleaning the house, and when they saw the women come in, they saluted and shouted, "Mother." ”

Although the two girls are young, they are very beautiful, Mu Fushu couldn't help but peek at San Lang, look, this person who may be your mother or aunt is about to be promoted to be a bustard mother, and has begun to devote himself to cultivating the next generation, preparing for the reopening of "Stepping on the Moon" Reserve Army!

There was no ice in the house, but there seemed to be a pond in the back, not the dry artificial pond they saw when they came in, but a large pond with water, Mu Fushu smelled a fragrance of lotus flowers, and the back windows were all wide open, and they could see the sparkling waves in the pond, green lotus leaves and pink lotus flowers complementing each other.

This Ji Pavilion covers such a large area and has such a good environment, the boss lady, you are really a big landlord. What kind of JI hall to open, how good it is to open a farmhouse, not less profitable than JI museum!

Mu Fushu was still observing the room while thinking wildly: on the left were two right-angled couches, with mats in front of them. At the back is a bogu shelf, which is almost empty, with only a few worthless vases in place. In the middle is a six-panel screen, embroidered with flowers and birds, the color is a little old, and it looks very old.

There is a bookshelf on the right, there are a lot of books on it, in front of the bookshelf is a long several, shorter than the desk in Mu Fu Shudi's house, there are two couches behind the long shelf, and the tatami mat is about the same, it looks like reading books and painting is to kneel and sit.

There is a guqin on the long table, and there are some musical instruments around. There are a few stools in front of the long table, that is, a long round chair without a backrest, and there is no coffee table, only a small round table on the right hand side of the stool.

The woman drove the two little girls out, but as soon as they went out, they cried out, apparently frightened by the thunder and wind outside the door.

Mu Fushu personally went out to send them out of the courtyard, and when he came in, he clearly heard the woman say in "Yayan": "I am you Apa." ”R1152