In the evening, Mu Fushu was busy in the space for half a night, copied the drawings of the Quyuan plow early in the morning, and handed them to Mu Zhongjun without people, saying that he saw them plowing the fields yesterday and felt that the long straight plough they used was difficult to turn around, and it was time-consuming and laborious. I found a way to change it. Historically, the Quyuan plough was invented by farmers in the late Tang Dynasty, and now the Tang Dynasty has no more, and the Quyuan plough is gone.

Mu Zhongjun was originally a little surprised when he was called aside by Mu Fushu mysteriously, but now he was even more surprised when he looked at the drawings. Even if the eldest lady followed Yang Weng to study for a few months, Yang Weng didn't understand this farming! How could the eldest lady understand the long straight plow after watching it for a day, and what kind of curved plow can she invent herself? Looking at the drawings carefully, the more I looked at them, the more surprised I became, and my eyes widened. Mu Fushu regretted that he was in a hurry, and he would never admit that it was because he saw San Lang pulling the ox to turn around too hard yesterday, so he found the drawings of Quyuan plough to copy.

Mu Zhongjun is a rough person after all, no matter how surprised he is, he is only considered to be a smart lady. If he knew that there was a word called "gene" in modern times, it would definitely mean that the gene of the eldest mother was good. He took the drawings and hid them, saying that he would go into the city to find a carpenter. Mu Fushu breathed a sigh of relief and said in a low voice: "Ah...... Dad, when someone asks, they say that this is what you remember, don't say that I painted it. ”

Mu Zhongjun nodded. Mu Fushu said again: "I drew four drawings, you find four carpenters to do them, and then put them together when you come back." ”

Mu Zhongjun was stunned for a moment, and said cautiously: "It's not that the eldest lady is afraid that they will learn." ”

Mu Fushu smiled: "Well, this is our family, if we use it well, we can sell it for money!" Now there are many people in the family, and it costs money to buy seeds for clearing the wasteland, and there are many places to use the money! ”

Mu Zhongjun nodded in agreement: "Auntie is right, the father and son of the Yu family are carpenters, so let's just ask them to do it!" ”

"The Yu family father and son are carpenters?" Mu Fushu heard it for the first time, and said happily: "This is great, quickly tell them not to go to the ground and make a quyuan plow at home." ”

Mu Zhongjun went in a hurry, Mu Fushu stretched his waist and muttered, "I'm so tired, go back and sleep for a while!" ”

Waiting for Mu Fushu's figure to pass through the corner of the house, San Lang flashed out from behind the house, with an unpredictable expression on his face.

The curved plough is not difficult to build, especially if there are disassembled drawings. The father and son of the Yu family built one in the morning, and after installing it, they took it to the field with great interest, and San Lang was the first to ask to try it, and the result went without saying, it was done! The plow plate that can rotate freely is installed at the head of the wheel, which not only makes the plow frame smaller and lighter, but also is convenient for turning and turning, and the operation is flexible. The father and son of the Yu family were overjoyed, and directly shouted that they would go up the mountain to cut down trees and come back to do more.

Saburo didn't tell Yang Weng what he saw.

Yang Weng is also a master and a father to San Lang. Before he was three years old, Saburo had no memory, only knew that he didn't have a mother, and he was always a nurse who took care of him. When he was five years old, he was mourned, and the first emperor died. He was suddenly taken away by a stranger after wearing filial piety for a few days, and I don't remember how long it was, but I only knew that every day when he sat in the carriage, someone gave him food, and when he arrived at a place and threw him out of the car. He fell asleep in a daze, and when he woke up, he went to the Yang Mansion in Linjia Village, where there was a skinny man with a white face like paper, and that person was Yang Weng.

How Yang Weng was injured, he didn't understand it when he was a child, he didn't ask, he never asked it again when he grew up, and Yang Weng didn't say it. At the beginning, there was an old man who cooked for them and helped Yang Weng feed the medicine. After more than half a year of such days, Yang Weng's body gradually improved. The relationship between San Lang and the nurse is not deep, and there are few people I usually see, and my personality is very withdrawn, and I can't even speak. Yang Weng taught him to learn to read and write, taught him a lot of truths, and gradually he began to feel that life was not so boring.

Three years later, the old man died of a serious illness, and the two of them depended on each other in Yang's house. Yang Weng is not in good health, and he has to fall seriously ill every winter. Fortunately, Yang Weng understands medical science, and people in Linjia Village also come to him when they are sick, collect some consultation fees, and add three acres of paddy fields, which will be enough to live.

Saburo thought that his life was like this, although Saburo used to be well-dressed and well-fed, he was far less comfortable than he is now. No one here knows who he is, except that the color of his eyes sometimes bothers him, but at least no one looks down on him, despises him, and no one calls him a mongrel......

Remembering when he was a child, Saburo clenched his fists. He didn't know whose son he was, and the nurse said that his aunt was a beautiful woman, and since he was a child, he felt that beauty was synonymous with tragedy. When he grew up and saw that he was getting better and better, he felt sick in his heart. He hates long pretty people until ...... I met the eldest lady.

The first time I met the eldest mother, he went up the mountain, and the eldest mother went down the mountain. At that time, the eldest lady was wearing ill-fitting clothes, with long bangs and a withered yellow face. At a quick glance, he always felt that there was something different about this little lady.

When he accidentally bumped into her, he was actually very surprised, because he didn't want to contact people, and Yang Weng couldn't, but that day he met the little lady, and he was not disgusted and sad, and the smell of the little lady was very good, just like the arms of a woman in his memory. The woman wore a crimson skirt with a roll-neck, her long half-arm to the ground, and her light veil fluttering. Her smile is bright and hearty, and her breasts are full and soft, like his imaginary mother. She said that he was really beautiful, but when she stroked his face, she suddenly sighed and said, "This son Yanshu, is it a blessing?" ”

When he was a child, Saburo didn't understand this sentence, but later he gradually understood. The second time he saw the eldest lady by the river, he felt sadness in his heart: Such a beautiful and delicate little lady, is it a blessing? Then I was shocked by myself. What does it matter to him that others are beautiful? Isn't he the one who hates "Yan Shu" the most? But the eldest lady greeted him with a smile, gave him cakes that she had never eaten, taught him to fish, made clothes for him, and later lived in the eldest mother's house with Yang Weng. He didn't know how Yang Weng, who had always been cautious, could trust the Mu family so much, although the Mu family husband and wife were ...... in his opinion Somewhat silly.

San Lang didn't know Yang Weng's identity, Yang Weng should know who he was. Even if they are unwilling, they all know that saving their lives is important, and they only hope that their lives can go on peacefully. But Yang Weng repeatedly asked himself to take care of the eldest mother and care about the eldest mother. So is the eldest lady a child of the Mu family? He knew that it must not be, the Mu family couldn't raise such a child, and he couldn't raise a stunning and beautiful aunt.

The eldest mother's abnormal Saburo was suspected by the river. How can a little lady hide three burritos? How does a little lady know how to make vinegar for sauce? Not to mention that he saw the eldest lady hand over the drawings of Quyuan plough to Mu Zhongjun, saying that she came up with it after watching the field for a day. Yang Weng said that some people are born to know, but he knows that Yang Weng is as suspicious as him, and even began to doubt the eldest lady before him, and only to dispel his suspicions did he say to him What is born to know.

Yang Weng is better to the eldest mother than to San Lang, San Lang and Yang Weng have been dependent on each other for nine years, and they are not as good as a young lady who has just met. But San Lang was not jealous, he suspected that Yang Weng knew the elder of the eldest mother, and that elder was definitely not the Mu family husband and wife, but he was an important person to Yang Weng and his family.

Mu Fushu saw San Lang in a daze in the hall, and he wanted to laugh. In her opinion, the current Da Lang is a rebellious junior high school student. After the year, Da Lang grew up very quickly, and he should be 1.7 meters tall, and it is estimated that he is beginning to develop, and he actually has some male duck voices. Da Lang also knows that his voice is not good, and he is not very willing to speak now.

San Lang was immersed in his own thoughts, not noticing that Mu Fushu was studying his expression. Saburo usually doesn't talk much, but he feels very shy and gentle, and he looks like a reader.