In the afternoon, San Lang didn't leave, first Ah Zhu pulled him around, and then Lin Erlang asked him to help, and only let him go home after eating and feeding in the evening. The woman who stayed to help couldn't help but sigh when she mentioned this San Lang. It turned out that the child's parents were both dead, and he followed an uncle to help take care of the Yang family's courtyard.

This Yang family's courtyard is the courtyard of Yang Er's housekeeper who is on an errand in Shu Wangfu, and it is said to be another courtyard, and it is only two or three acres of land, which is just enough for two people to eat, and they have to find their own way to get sick in four seasons. Uncle Clan doesn't seem to be in good health, and he doesn't usually come out to see people. Saburo went up the mountain to chop wood, hunted, went down to the river to fish and farm, and the thirteen-year-old child supported a family. What is rare is that this child takes good care of himself and his sick uncle, and he is clean and refreshing at all times.

Mu Fushu heard them say that San Lang was thirteen years old, and he was a little stunned. The people here are talking about imaginary years, and that year old is also twelve. The twelve-year-old boy is only 1.5 meters tall, and I don't know if he has low genetics or nutrition. Thinking of his thin body, it seems that it is more of the latter. I couldn't help but feel pity for him in my heart, his parents died, and he lived with his sick uncle, and he had to grow vegetables and farm...... I don't know who takes care of whom. In his previous life, he was much better than him, although having parents equals nothing, his material life is still rich. Just listening to their voices, it doesn't seem to exclude his identity as a mixed-race, doesn't it mean that the ancients despised mixed-race? Or did they not notice the color of Saburo's eyes?

That night, Mu Fushu went into the space to make five chicken rolls for herself, and after eating two, she couldn't eat them anymore, and continued her vegetable growing business. The rice seeds planted last night have grown two inches long, so they look ready to ripen soon. The rice is planted in the paddy fields she has cultivated, and it is very convenient for the water from the lake to be pumped up and into the fields. The watering in the vegetable field is also directly irrigated with a pump, and what was planted yesterday has grown today, and it can be seen that this is cabbage and that is cauliflower. Mu Fushu looked at the things he had grown with his own hands, and he felt a sense of accomplishment and was more motivated, and he was stunned to plant seventeen or eighteen kinds of cucumbers, tomatoes, eggplants, broccoli, cabbage, asparagus, etc. overnight. Each of the different vegetable plots is also separated in the middle, leaving a two-person wide road, which looks like a farm game played neatly one by one. Mu Fushu didn't admit that she had obsessive-compulsive disorder, but felt that it was really in line with the farm manor of her dreams.

At night, I still turned on the alarm clock and slept on the big bed in the villa. In the dream, there seemed to be a pair of big eyes raised at the end of the eyes that had been watching her, and when she woke up in the morning, she was stunned in bed for a long time and couldn't remember what she dreamed of. changed into the jacket and pants that Lin made for her last night, because now she lives by herself, and she is not afraid that Lin will find out what she is wearing, and adds a small **, which is still the small ** that she finally found in the huge pile of clothes. Lin gave her a pair of obscene pants this time, Mu Fushu shook it open, and found that it was an open crotch, and then remembered that the profane pants worn by ancient women were all hakama pants, without a crotch, and the professor of the history department who taught her to distinguish antiques once said that this is the obscene expression of the ancients, vaguely revealing and not revealing, which can satisfy their **peeping psychology. Wear ** and then wear obscene pants, well, although it still feels a little weird, at least the ass is no longer cold.

I washed my face and brushed my teeth, ate milk, bread and boiled eggs, rinsed my mouth and got out of the space, and it was just dawn. The countrymen are honest and come to work early in the morning. Mu Fushu symbolically drank some porridge and asked Lin to take a piece of cloth back to the house to practice embroidery. In ancient times, women's spare time was really scarce, except for embroidery. She wants to learn from everyone's beautiful piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but in this situation at home, she doesn't even have a book. There are so many books in the space that I don't dare to take them out and read them. I can only wait for the house to be built and the whole family to settle down.

One morning, Mu Fushu embroidered a pillow towel. In fact, for an eight-year-old child, embroidery is really not an easy task, at least finger dexterity is a problem. Only one came to the eldest mother's foundation to lay well, and the second came to Mu Fushu's psychological age of thirty, and learned to paint, and the proportion of the composition was calculated very well, and the embroidered bamboo bushes were clearly layered, and the color was also appropriate, which was considered to be of the highest quality.

Because of the early work, everyone eats morning food at home, eats here at the end of the time, and leaves work after eating and feeding. Mu Fushu is used to three meals a day, and the last meal is equivalent to lunch, and after eating, she went to the river to learn calligraphy. As expected, Saburo is here again. There is a suspension bridge twenty or thirty meters away from the place where Mu Fushu learned words, and Mu Fushu motioned for San Lang to come from the bridge and come to her side to catch fish. Saburo walked quickly to her as good as a stream. Mu Fushu took out a paper bag, which contained three leftover chicken rolls from yesterday, which had just been microwaved before coming out, and it was still hot at the moment.

San Lang looked at the paper bag in Mu Fushu's hand and was a little stunned. Mu Fushu took a chicken roll and stuffed it directly into his hand, and said with a cold face: "Eat!" ”

She is completely in the tone of an aunt ordering a child, but in Saburo's eyes, she is awkwardly cute. He took the chicken roll and took a bite, the sweet smell of chicken and lettuce filling his mouth. It's definitely the best thing he's ever eaten in thirteen years (you're better than a pig, not in his life).

Saburo quickly and politely finished eating a chicken roll, and the remaining two he carefully carried in his arms. Mu Fushu frowned and said, "Are you full after eating one?" ”

San Lang said softly: "I'll take it back and give it to Uncle to eat." ”

Mu Fushu remembered that he lived with his clan uncle, and judging by his attitude, that clan uncle must have been very good to him. He regretted that he didn't bring any cover-up props, and if he found something from his body at this time, he would definitely suspect it. After thinking for a while, he said, "Why don't you go to my house today to help?" ”

San Lang's face was red: "I can't do heavy work, I can't eat white food." Thinking of the chicken wrap he had just eaten and the two in his arms, his face turned even redder. He has always refused to accept other people's alms, and he actually took this little sister's food lightly, which really embarrassed him.

Mu Fushu knew that the young man had a strong self-esteem, so he deliberately raised his head and said angrily: "Ah Zhu said that he likes to talk to you very much, saying that you are a good brother, and I also like to have a brother who can take me to play, and help me beat the bad boys when they bully me." Besides, a meal is nothing, and many children eat it at my house. ”

Indeed, when building a house in the country, the adults came to help, and the house was generally not fired, and almost all of them were eaten in the lord's house. If you don't get paid, a meal is nothing. But there are no adults in the San Lang family to help him, he can't save face anyway, as for being a good brother, he glanced at the dark eyes on the delicate little face of the eldest lady, which were full of hope, and he wanted to nod his head and agree, but reason still awakened him, and he couldn't help but say: "I'm still fishing." ”

Mu Fushu touched the river with his hand and shivered. Frowning and glaring at Saburo, he seemed to say that the river was cold. Saburo sneered: "I'm used to it, it's not cold." ”

Mu Fushu sighed and asked him, "Do you have a cage at home?" ”

Saburo nodded: "Yes." ”

"Then why don't you cage and catch fish?" Mu Fushu painted with a tree branch on the muddy ground here: "You find a shallow river, the middle is blocked, put the opening of the cage in the gap, and then go to the other end to drive the fish to the gap, and the fish will swim into the cage by itself." ”

San Lang's eyes lit up, his eyes sparkled as he looked at Mu Fushu, and said excitedly: "You're right, I'll go back and get the cage!" ”

Mu Fushu watched him run away, smiled and continued to practice calligraphy. Probably the river is wider here, and Mu Fushu didn't wait for San Lang. It was almost time for her to walk home slowly. At the beginning of the unitary period, San Lang came with seven or eight big fish, and when he saw Mu Fushu, his smiling eyes narrowed. Mu Fushu was also very happy. Lin gave him eighty wen, but he was only willing to accept sixty wen. Mu Fushu motioned to Ah Zhu to pull him and told him to stay and feed, and when he was done, he took a big bowl full of a bowl of rice and two large spoons of radish stew, and asked him to take it back to his uncle. San Lang refused to accept other people's alms, but he couldn't help Mu Fushu at all, her eyes were too bright, and her expression was too strict. so that no one can say no.

After more than a month of such days, the two courtyards were finally completed before the onset of winter. There is also a well dug in the yard, so that there is no need to go to the river to fetch water. Mu Fushu also mixed some space well water in the well, which is definitely good for her family's health, and also saves her from worrying about helping them improve their health. The previous days were not good, everyone had a deficit in their bodies, and even Mu Zhongjun's face was pale.

Most of the helpers dispersed, leaving behind the finishing plasterers and carpenters. Although the winter in Mengyang is not as cold as in the north, there will still be a few snowfalls. The people here don't pan kang, or they don't know how to pan kang. When Mu Fushu was playing with Ah Zhu, he took advantage of the fact that Mu Zhongjun and Lin were there, pretending to write and draw on the mud floor, and said that if people sleep on the stove, it will not be cold, or build a soil bed on the stove and burn a fire under it...... The more Mu Zhongjun listened, the more reasonable it became, and he asked Mu Fushu how to build a bed that could be burned, and Mu Fushu simply drew it on the ground to show him, which caused Lin to be amazed again and again. Mu Zhongjun felt reliable, and under the conscious guidance of Mu Fushu, he finally came up with a way to connect the kang through the guò flue, and rushed out to find someone to try the plate.

Mu Fushu actually likes to sleep in bed, but she is used to life with air conditioning and heating in winter, and she can't stand the wet and cold winter in the south. She could have made the wall into a mezzanine, that is, a ground dragon, and some called fire dragons, but the project was too huge for her to speak. She can go into the space to sleep at night when no one is around, but what about during the day? You can't hide alone with the door closed in broad daylight, right? Besides, cotton is so expensive now, if the kang can be popularized, it will also be a great contribution to these simple villagers in Linjia Village.

Three days later, all five bedrooms in the backyard were on the kang. The flues of these five kangs are connected together, which means that five kangs can be heated at one time. After completion, it was burned for two days, and the clay kang was burned dry and solid. Lin spread a newly made mat and mattress on it, and burned the kang, which really worked, not only the kang, but also the whole room was warmed up. The villagers who came to see this new thing cheered and planned to go back to the plate, which was much cheaper than burning charcoal. At most, there is some firewood, there is not much else in the back mountain, and the firewood is enough.

Mu Fushu's tightest toilet is also in accordance with her intentions, and each bedroom has made a small bathroom extravagantly. A long squat pit was laid with a long stone slab that could be washed, and only a hole the size of a bowl was exposed underneath, and as long as the water was scooped and flushed, it would be clean and clean, and no dirt could be seen. The four corners of the barrel for bathing were placed about 10 centimeters above the ground, and small holes were dug under the barrel to make pistons, and the holes were flushed directly into the outside drainage ditch against the floor drain. The people who watched it were amazed, and the Lin family was also honored, but this method was thought up by the eldest mother! Sure enough, she is worthy of her eldest mother, who has always loved clean and intelligent, and now she doesn't even need to take a bath and laundry. How did she know that Mu Fushu washed the laundry directly in the washing machine after taking a shower in the space, and it was just a symbolic wash when she was outside. Lin resolutely refused to let her wash it, for fear of being discovered this secret.

Before the first snow fell in winter, the Mu family moved into a new home.

This day is also an auspicious day for Lin Dalang's zodiac. This Lin Dalang is equivalent to the feng shui gentleman in the village, and he has to look for him to see the days of weddings, funerals, and building houses.

In the morning, I went to the new house to burn incense and set off firecrackers, and in the evening, I opened more than a dozen tables in the courtyard of the new house. There are more than 20 scattered households in Linjia Village, with a total of more than 150 people. The warm house wine was invited to the whole village, Mu Zhongjun bought a pig and killed it, and everyone ate with a mouth full of oil.

Mu Fushu saw Yang Weng, the clan uncle who lived with San Lang, for the first time. Mu Fushu followed San Lang and called him Uncle.

When he saw Yang Weng for the first time, Mu Fushu was a little dazed. This Yang Weng is about thirty years old, about one meter seven or eight tall, with a long and jade body, a somewhat thin figure, and a navy blue robe looks empty on his body. He has a pale complexion, slanted eyebrows and sideburns, small but very divine eyes, black and shining eyes, and his gaze is charming when he looks at people. The nose is high, the lips are thin and bloodless, but he is really good-looking! The whole face is like a knife and an axe, like a statue of a beautiful man in ancient Greece! Didn't you see that many village girls and young women were staring at him intently!

Mu Fushu used to think that ancient people were ugly, because humans evolved from apes, and they became more and more beautiful in a long evolution. What she didn't expect was that she hadn't seen many ugly people here, but she had seen a lot of beauties. Not to mention herself and San Lang, even the village flower-level aunt and the handsome guy-level daddy are also good-looking.

Yang Weng looked at Mu Fushu's eyes as strangely, as if surprised, happy and suspicious, Mu Fushu felt that he might know that he and San Lang had been close for more than a month, and often gave him food to take home, and felt that he was a little girl a little unreserved, right? So she was rarely shy, and fled under his gaze. And Yang Weng felt that there was a ghost in it, and the two of them thought that the bull's head was not the horse's mouth, and they were very confused with each other......

Mu Fushu's room was arranged by her and the Lin family together. To the right of the entrance is a wardrobe and a low cabinet. The wardrobe was made into a horizontal bar according to Mu Fushu's idea, and the hanger was also made by Mu Fushu dictated by Mu Zhongjun. In this way, the big clothes do not need to be folded, and they can be hung up directly. On the left is a long desk and a high-backed chair. At this time, people were still used to sitting on the ground or sitting on a low couch, Mu Fushu couldn't stand it, so he made a desk and chair with Mu Zhongjun. A row of bookshelves was made on the left wall, which was still empty. In the middle of the room is a screen embroidered with seasonal flowers, which was done by Mu Fushu and Lin together. Behind the screen is a kang three meters long and two meters wide, covered with pink cotton mattresses, two embroidered quilts are piled on the kang cabinet at the end of the kang, and there is a kang table in the middle of the kang. There is a small arch at the end of the kang, on which is hung a curtain of Mu Fu Shu, and behind it is the bathroom. The bathroom window is open to ensure that there is no smell even in summer.

Mu Fushu is still very satisfied with this room, although it is not bad for money now, but Mu Fushu knows that the wealth is not exposed. When they returned, they were poor and white, and later the rent of paddy fields and shops in the city were counted by the villagers. If it's too extravagant, everyone will definitely feel that something is wrong. The two entered the big brick house, and the green brick paving in the house, cost a total of more than 120 taels of silver, plus furniture and some bits and pieces. The hundred and fifty taels of silver were gone. The rent of the shops in the city is eighteen taels a year, and two hundred and seventy taels in fifteen years. Mu Zhongjun also plans to buy a few acres of paddy fields. The current paddy fields are not cheap, and the best ones cost four or five taels and one acre, and they still have to buy a cow, and there are many places to use money.

The house has been built, and the rice in the Mu Fushu space has also been harvested and planted. Fortunately, I bought a threshing machine at that time, otherwise I really don't know how to turn rice into fragrant rice. The vegetables are also ripe, and Mu Fushu picks some every day to eat, and puts the rest in the refrigerator or pantry. Now she has a room by herself, and it is very convenient to take advantage of the space and time difference to cook something to eat. Lin saw that she didn't eat much, but fortunately, she was in good health, and she also faded the idea of inviting a doctor to come and see.

On this day, the Lin family planned to go to Mengyang City to buy some cotton and come back to make cotton jackets, and the old man said that it would snow in a few days, and it would be difficult to go out when it snowed. Their family didn't have time to grow vegetables, so they had to buy some weads and radishes in winter. This time, Mu Fushu planned to go with him to buy some books. Mu Zhongjun borrowed the village chief's ox cart, and even Ah Zhu went with him.

The ox cart walked slowly, and it took almost an hour to reach Mengyang City. Lin took Mu Fushu and Ah Zhu to the cloth shop, and Mu Zhongjun went to buy grain and vegetables, saying that they would meet at the bookstore. Lin had an excellent eye and picked out a lot of good-looking and sturdy fabrics. Mu Fushu space has everything, but there is no fabric, modern people buy ready-to-wear, where to buy fabrics! The Lin family was picky, and Mu Fushu was not idle. When I saw a dark green cotton, I couldn't help but think that it would be cute if I made it into a shirt and wore it on Saburo...... Uh, it's beautiful.

Seeing her staring blankly at the green cotton cloth, Lin reached out and looked at it, and said with a smile: "This color is good, how many feet can I buy if my aunt likes it?" ”

"Buy one," Mu Fushu said with a smile: "Make a dress for Ah Zhu and Brother San Lang." ”

Hearing this, Lin's face was a little strange, and he smiled again. The eldest mother doesn't like to go out or talk since she was a child, she has no friends except for A Zhu, and now she has a good time with San Lang, and she probably treats him as a brother. Speaking of brothers, Mu Jiahe of the third brother's family is really incomparable with San Lang. With a wave of her hand, she bought the cotton cloth and bought another fifty pounds of cotton. The quilt at home is not enough.

Mu Fushu suddenly discovered at this moment that the Lin family's previous life must have been very rich, because the poor would not dare to spend money like this. remembered that she had told the village chief that she had been sold to a large family to be a maid and understood in seconds. The maids of large families are much richer than the daughters of small families, and it is normal for the Lin family to spend money like this.

When he arrived at the bookstore, Mu Fushu picked out a few enlightenment books, and Ah Zhu was about to be enlightened and needed it. I picked up a few more travelogues, my father and mother are literate, and the wild history book will definitely not be shown to her, but the travelogue can help her get familiar with this era. Sure enough, the Lin family who picked out the books all read them one by one before nodding. I also bought two knives of coarse paper for practicing calligraphy and one knife of good rice paper. Two wolf hairs, a set of ordinary inkstones. It cost more than two taels of silver for these, and Mu Fushu pouted unconsciously, saying that modern books are expensive, and ancient times were sky-high. The bookstore owner saw Mu Fushu and was curious about why the price of books was so expensive, so he explained it kindly. It turned out that printing technology at this time was relatively backward, movable type printing had not yet been invented, and many books were copied by hand, so it seems that the price is not high.