Since hearing the ending of her favorite eldest grandson dying with the city, Mrs. Ning was shocked, she couldn't accept that such a good eldest grandson would die tragically, but when she thought about the character of her eldest grandson, it was not very likely, but that she would definitely sacrifice herself to serve the country at that time, and then thinking about the tragic scene, the old lady couldn't help but burst into tears, her strong will almost collapsed, and the focus of attention involuntarily shifted.

Hearing Zhao Yue mention Zhao Gonglian again, the old lady shuddered and snorted: Although the eldest grandson also practiced martial arts, he was a handsome literati, how could he fight against those ferocious savages who fought with tigers and beasts all day long? What's more, people are not one, but a group. Even if the eldest grandson can withstand one two or two, who will deal with the other powerful savages? Those civil and military generals in the Great Song Dynasty?

The old lady subconsciously pursed her lips and snorted. In her heart, no one is smarter and more capable than her eldest grandson. If the eldest grandson can't do it, others can't do it.

Ah! What can I do?

The old lady could no longer care about denying the ghost theory of her little grandson. Her mind was all about how to save her eldest grandson's fate.

The room full of people obviously believed in Zhao Yue's prophecy more and more, some were at a loss, some were insensitive, some were resigned to fate, and some threatened to fight to the death when the time came, and the worst would be a cushion.

I haven't said "Jurchen is less than 10,000, full of 10,000 can't be reached", that's what you guys are?

Zhao Yue was a little shocked, and couldn't help but shout: "I'm here." I'm here. What are you panicking about? ”

After looking at it, he nodded and said, "Others can't help it, I have." Huang Zhao can't do it, we can't do it. ”

It's a pity that even if he has tried his best to speak with confidence, the milky voice can't help but greatly reduce the momentum.

Zhao Yue saw the disbelief in everyone's eyes, and suddenly felt bad.

"Yue'er, Yue'er, my mother believes that you have a way."

At this juncture, Zhang Yihui, the mother, is the most intimate and has the most confidence in her youngest son.

As a mother, the palms and backs of her hands are full of meat, and the fate of the eldest son ends miserably, Zhang Yichun is as frightened and anxious as Mrs. Ning. Not to mention that this also includes the life and death of everyone.

Zhao Yue turned around and asked for a hug.

Zhang hurriedly took it.

Zhao Dayou immediately showed shame in his face.

Next, I want to talk about the rich family and the strong village that I want to talk about, so that the mother who loves me the most and believes in me the most is glorious. The skeptical father had to step aside first. Zhao Yue had a plan, but he couldn't really ignore the feelings of accepting his father again, so he reluctantly explained and comforted: "Dad, your arm is too hard to hug." It made me panic. ”

These days, we pay attention to hugging grandchildren and not children. Zhao Dayou really hasn't hugged a child much.

Ma Dacai and his wife looked at Zhao Dayou's thick arms, and thought about the clumsy posture of holding a child like a cannonball, and they both laughed. The others smiled understandingly.

Zhao Laocai found some face, hehe said twice, and retreated behind the old lady. Everyone immediately returned to their previous worries, looked at Zhao Yue, and waited to hear what good plans this little doll had.

Zhao Yue looked up at the roof again.

Even though this was the second time Zhao Yue looked at the roof, everyone couldn't help but follow along.

Mrs. Ning looked at the hideous bat patterns and mysterious auspicious patterns on the beams and pillars, and was a little distracted: "How beautiful!" Although there is still a lot of color that was re-launched in the year of marriage, it has been more than ten years, but it still looks so bright...... No, little grandson, well, what's the matter with that little thing staring at the roof? Isn't it a fear of warding off evil beasts......"

With stubborn prejudice, the old lady inevitably began to turn to the old way of thinking again, but she heard the little grandson point to the roof and ask, "Don't you think there is something missing here?" ”

"What's missing?"

Everyone took a closer look, "shiny and solid beams, neat and tight tiles, beautiful patterns...... It's all good, nothing has cut corners, a lot of something. ”

Zhao Yue glanced at everyone's eyes similar to dogs looking at the stars, and couldn't help but be greatly frustrated, "With such a person, such a mind, and such insight, I still want to continue to engage in scientific research in this world?" Whimsical opened me. ”

He patted his forehead helplessly, pointed to his immature little nose that was frozen red, and pointed to the cotton clothes that everyone was wearing, and asked depressedly: "Don't you feel cold?" Don't you think the temperature in this room is not much different from the outside? Don't you think this roof is very well ventilated? Why do you wear so much in the house? ”

"Oh, that's what I'm talking about."

Everyone looked suddenly enlightened, but they didn't think so, or they looked indifferent.

Even for the landlord's family, the house is good enough. Being able to live in such a blue brick house is a dream that many people desire but can't get. Do you want to be like the palace? Who are we? Even if you have that money, you can't get that rare material, you can't find such a skilled craftsman to do it, and you don't dare to overstep it. You are a hairy child, just reincarnated from the divine realm, with high vision, ignorant of the world, and not satisfied......

With such a thought, everyone didn't even bother to ask, to be precise, too lazy to explain. After a long time, you will naturally understand.

"Oh wool."

Zhao Yue muttered in his heart: "When the cold winter wax moon comes, there is a hot kang below, and a cold wind running through above, just because I am used to air conditioning and heating and the current immature little body, I can survive this winter without catching a cold, it is really hard." ”

It is said to have a history of thousands of years and has made indelible contributions to the survival and development of human beings. Although it has always been ignored and even despised.

Even in the era when Zhao Yue came, there was still a fire kang in his hometown. Even though he has lived in the most prosperous big city at home and abroad for many years, Zhao Yue still likes the fire kang in his hometown. In the words of my father in my previous life: Sleeping on the warm kang in the winter will relax the muscles and blood and relieve fatigue, and the muscles and bones of the whole body will be comfortable the next day. Not to mention how beautiful.

There are also here. The kang house is next door to the bed house.

A few days ago, Zhao Yue asked his mother, it's winter, why don't you go to sleep on the kang.

Zhang's answer is very, what is that, in line with folk customs, "In early winter, you must freeze first, otherwise it will not be cold-tolerant in winter." ”

My mother-in-law, alas, even if it is frost-resistant, it is estimated that my life will not be able to be protected under the condition of the roof swishing and leaking. For the sake of small lives, we must first solve the problem of keeping warm, starting with the roof. Otherwise, everything is empty talk.

Seeing that her youngest son's brows were getting tighter and tighter, Zhang Yihui paid attention to it first. At the beginning, the second boy died of a cold in winter. She was afraid of this miraculous young son too. Ah! I don't dare to think about it.

"Yue'er, what do you want to say, tell your mother quickly. While it's not too cold yet, it's time to make up for it. ”

Alas! It's still my mother's pain.

Zhao Yue smiled at his mother and said, "Aren't there rivers on both sides of our house?" ”

Why did you get to the river again?

Zhang Yihui was stunned for a moment, but still nodded, "You like to bask in the sun and see the scenery, my mother often takes you out for a walk, and I have seen it." Little thing, what the hell are you trying to say? ”

Am I a person who likes to bask in the sun and see the scenery? Basking in the sun is to enhance calcium absorption, so that I can grow stronger......

Forget it, I don't understand it to you. I really want to explain it clearly, but I'm afraid that when it comes to next year, I don't understand, and I still don't understand.

My mother, alas, this world may be a paradise for other travelers, and it is a nightmare for me!