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The traditional concept of the Chinese people is that only when they have their own house can they truly have their own home. The booming real estate industry in later generations and the high housing prices fully prove the strength of traditional concepts.

Although the mansion in front of me is very dilapidated, this is a mansion that truly belongs to him after Wen came to ancient times.

Therefore, Wen Wen invested great enthusiasm in the construction of the new home.

This is also in ancient times, if there was such a manor covering an area of hundreds of acres in later generations, and it was less than fifty miles away from Beijing, it would be a humble title to call it a villa, and only the land would be worth more than 100 million.

At the end of February, the weather is still a little cold, and the dead grass all over the yard has not yet begun to turn green, so now is a good time to weed.

Now there are no herbicides for later generations, so we can only control weeds manually.

"Zheng He, weeding must be eradicated, the great poet Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty has a poem saying: Leave the grass on the plain, one year old and one withered. Wildfires burn inexhaustibly, and spring breezes blow and regenerate.

This is what we often say about cutting weeds and roots, and you plan to weed them again in the summer. Wen was extremely dissatisfied with the weeding work of the students, so he had to give some advice on the side.

"Sir, are you sure you want to eradicate it?" Zheng He raised a lawn mowing steel knife in his hand and said.

Wen immediately took a step back and said angrily: "You be careful with the knife in your hand." What is called sir, I want to eradicate the roots, it is to eradicate the grass! ”

Zheng He's face was embarrassed, but he still explained out loud: "Sir, this is alfalfa grass, and the rhizome is more than ten meters deep into the ground, I'm afraid it is not realistic to remove the roots." ”

The corners of Wen's mouth twitched a few times unconsciously, and he shouted angrily: "I am the lord, just give the order, the task will be completed by you, as for how to eradicate the roots, you can figure out your own way, there is no reward for success, and you will be punished if you fail." ”

After roaring, Wen took Mei Yiqi, who was following him, and went to the inner courtyard to inspect with a snort, leaving a group of stupid students in place and no longer paying attention.

Wen who walked into the inner courtyard frowned and looked at the students who were cleaning the room, and he was angry, what kind of students are this!

Porcelain is stupid, porcelain is stupid.

"Dog, wipe the doors and windows, and you can't put some water on the cloth towel. You see, it's been wiped for a long time, and these doors and windows haven't been cleaned much. Seeing the dog baby and their students, they were carefully wiping the dust on the doors and windows with a dry cloth, and they stepped forward to reprimand them.

"Sir, these doors and windows are made of wood, they are old, the paint has peeled off, they cannot be seen by water, and they are perishable. We need to dust it first, then wipe it with a layer of tung oil, and finally apply paint, and then wipe it with water after it has dried. The dog baby explained seriously.

Wen coughed embarrassedly and said, "......... You still need to explain to me, you think sir, I don't know, sir, this is to test whether your knowledge is broad and whether your knowledge is applied properly. Don't die reading, it's easy to become a nerd.

Alright, let's do it. ”

"Yes, sir, the students must remember the teachings of the teacher and do a good job." The dog baby bent down and said respectfully.

Smelling his hands behind his back, he left quickly, and secretly glanced back at the dog baby who was carefully wiping the doors and windows. Damn boy, I'm starting to teach Mr. now, too.

Behind the inner courtyard, there is a huge lotus pond, and Shi Shi is leading a few students to shovel the silt from the pond.

"Stone, it's cold now, I'm working on this pond in the future, don't do it now, it's troublesome if you get sick. In the summer, we dug this lotus pond a little bigger, a little deeper, and planted a pond full of lotus flowers, how beautiful the artistic conception is. "I couldn't bear to hear the stones and the students digging the silt in the pond on a cold day.

"San Lang, now is the best time to dig the pond silt, and the depth of this lotus pond is already enough, and it can't be dug deeper." The stone shoveled the mud hard as it returned.

"Why can't you dig anymore?" Wen wondered.

"San Lang, there is a lot of water here, and if you dig deep, there will be spring water, and the house will be flooded at that time." Stone explained.

Wen wondered: "Abundant water? ”

"Yes, the Yellow River is less than eight miles away from us, and of course there is abundant water underground." Stone simple return.

After listening to the stone's answer, Wen's face suddenly turned blue, and he stood in place and was stunned for a long time.

Mei Yiqi, who had been following him and watching him make jokes, smiled and said with relief: "These trivial matters at home, the world brother doesn't know about them, and it's understandable, don't care too much."

Brother Shi is a person who does big things, and it is inevitable that he will be unfamiliar with these small things, so why blame himself. ”

Wen smiled bitterly and said, "Yiqi, do you think I look like I'm blaming myself?" ”

"What is that brother worried about?" Mei Yiqi wondered. The face of Wen just now was obviously not normal, and it was completely an expression that would only come when a catastrophe came.

Wen looked up at the sky in the distance, his expression was a little solemn.

The Yellow River, the mother river that has nurtured hundreds of millions of Chinese people.

After raising the last pro-son of the Tang Dynasty, it began its journey as a stepmother.

As the first adopted son of the Yellow River's mother, Da Song was subjected to the strictest discipline.

In the long years of educating the adopted son of the Great Song Dynasty, Huanghe's mother used all kinds of extraordinary martial arts, which will be remembered forever.

The power of some martial arts even catches up with the level of immortal arts in later fantasy and Xianxia novels.

With one move of the dragon's tail, the home of thousands of people has become Zeguo, and it has been used as many as six times.

A flood of water flooded the golden mountain, and the lives of tens of millions of people disappeared in a blink of an eye, and this move does not need to accumulate momentum, no need to accumulate vitality, and can be launched at any time.

Later generations once coined a term to collectively refer to the place where the mother of the Yellow River practiced peerless martial arts: the Yellow Flood Area.

This word represents the loss of life, the separation of loved ones, and the destruction of homes.

The place where Wen is standing now is less than 50 miles away from Kaifeng in Beijing, less than 8 miles away from the Yellow River, and less than 10 miles away from the county seat of Kaocheng.

With some memories of the map of China in later generations, Wen can finally locate that the current Kaocheng County is the Lankao County of later generations, and the place where Jiao Yulu, a famous minister of later generations, dedicated his life.

The largest of the nine bends and eighteen bends of the Yellow River.

The starting point of the diversion of the Yellow River.

Every time the Yellow River bursts its banks to form a floodplain, there is no area that is most severely affected.

Wen calculated the time in his heart, even though the Yellow River is now clear, but in the next ten years, it will usher in the first martial arts drill of the Yellow River Mother.

In the future, you have to sleep with one eye open, how can you live this day.

The reason why this small village of Guanlou Village did not leave any name in later generations.

Maybe it's because they've been sleeping deep underground forever.

Even the ancient city of Kaifeng was submerged six times.

Such a small village may not be buried, and once the flood passes, there is not a single piece of rubble left.

Wen looked at the distant sky, and replied softly: "Time is not waiting for me!" ”