The appearance of the samurai's house has not changed at all, and under the careful care of the subordinates, except for the overall sense of history, it really hasn't changed at all.

The house where the owner lives is cleaned every day, and the bedding and everything will be taken out to dry after a while, so there is no smell of dampness and mold in the house for unknown reasons caused by no one living in it.

Not to mention that the news had already been sent when he set off from Chang'an, so in the past nearly a month, the steward who stayed behind has been cleaning and wiping the maids and servants over and over again every day, and then changing all the bedding with new ones.

In the past, the old ones were kept and often dried, which just means that this is still a normal home, and there is an inexplicable sense of ritual, but if you really come back to live, even if the bedding is often dried and washed, but it has been almost 20 years, and those old bedding don't know how much quilt cover has been changed, and the filling inside doesn't know how much has been changed.

How could it be used.

However, except for the bedding and pillows, all other things have not been moved, and the Guogong Mansion uses good things, not to mention that the martial arts themselves are the largest timber merchants in the Tang Dynasty, and the building materials of the house and the wood of the furniture in the house are all the best furniture, all good old objects.

And when he left from Jinyang to Chang'an, Wu Yuanqing had explained that they must have done it in the house and there would be no changes, so now people have been honestly carrying out the orders of the young master Wu.

"Wow, it's so beautiful here, it's even more beautiful and bigger than Chang'an's home." When the carriage arrived at the door, Yaya couldn't wait to jump off the carriage and ran into the yard upside down, and then looked around like the wind, shouting while watching.

As soon as Sanya heard her niece shouting like this, she didn't pretend to be a lady anymore, and regardless of the old lady's glaring and threat, she also ran in from the gate like a wind.

Like Yaya, she was also born in Chang'an, and she has completely been to Jinyang's home, and all the memories are those that her father and mother, brothers and sisters talked about when they chatted, and then weaved pictures by themselves.

"Wow, there's corn planted here, sister-in-law, look, there's corn here, it's so big that you can cook it and eat it."

Wang Ziyu, Da Ya, and Er Ya were holding the Yang family who didn't need to be carried by them, and Xiangcheng and Changle had already picked up their baby children from Wang Lun's carriage and held them in their arms and followed.

Although they often came to this mansion to play when they were in Jinyang, as the daughters-in-law of the martial arts, this was the first time they had come here.

The two of them muttered to the two little guys who turned their little heads to look left and right and told them what this was and what that was, what happened to your father, your mother, your aunt, and uncle.

Then when they were strolling around in their own homes like visiting other people's homes, thinking about the years when they were here, Yaya and Sanya, the two crazy girls, no longer knew where to run, and only heard Yaya's words of eating boiled corn.

"Hey, what are you doing, how do you build a wooden building?"

As he walked, suddenly a three-story wooden building that was almost half completed in the courtyard of a maid next to him attracted Wu Yuanqing's attention.

There is no master here, how can you still bring construction and construction, is there already so many people under the maid that they can't live there? But no, if you want to build a dormitory, you shouldn't be in the middle of this courtyard, how wide can this be.

"Go back to the eldest young master...."The steward hurriedly prepared to explain.

"Big brother is so stupid, I can't see this, the Qiqiao Festival is coming, this is the Qiqiao Building, our family is built well every year." Erya's beautiful face is full of disgust for the eldest brother.

"Eh, this begging festival is for you girls, not men, big brother doesn't know what's wrong, who are you disgusted to show it, dead girl." Wu Yuanqing said angrily.

"However, I remember that when I was on the road, my eldest brother promised to build a big begging building for Yaya when he got home, but now my eldest brother has even forgotten about the begging festival, if Yaya forgets to cook corn for a while, and remembers the begging building, big brother, you will wait to be annoyed to death." The second girl said with a wicked smile.

"Ah, you dead girl really can't open a pot." Wu Yuanqing is so angry, these women in the family are spoiled, and none of them are worry-free.

"Daddy, Daddy, come on, I'm going to eat boiled corn." Just when Wu Yuanqing was ready to train the first and second Ya, the shouting of the Yaya reached his ears.

"It's not yet time, and the corn at this time is full of water, and it's not real, so I can't eat it." Wu Yuanqing glared at the grinning Erya fiercely, and walked in the direction of his daughter's shouting while replying loudly.

After rushing over, Wu Yuanqing found out that the yard where Yaya and Sanya were located turned out to be the yard where he used to live, and at that time he had just gotten the seeds of high-yield crops such as corn and potatoes and planted them in this yard.

I didn't expect that after so many years, the habit of planting corn and potatoes in this yard has been maintained by the people.

In the yard, half of the field is planted with corn, a small half is planted with potatoes, and then there is a little peanut, and there are peppers, tomatoes, and then there are also cucumbers planted.

After looking at it carefully, Wu Yuan Qingle nodded again and again, not bad, not only the habit of farming has been retained, but even the proportional distribution of farming has been retained.

It's just that this yard is not very big, and it can be fertilized artificially, otherwise this land will not be barren and very busy in the middle of the next twenty years.

"This corn is not very good, or let's not eat boiled corn first, wait for it to grow again, and when it grows, my father is cooking corn for you. Is it good to eat potatoes first at night, although this potato is not big, but it is already ready to eat, Dad will personally make you fried shredded potatoes with green peppers." Wu Yuanqing asked in a consultative tone.

"Okay." Yaya thought about it and agreed to her father's proposal, but it was not enough to just shred potatoes: "I still want to eat potato beef stew."

As a carnivore, Yaya expressed her desire for meat as always.

"I'm going to eat hash browns." Seeing that her niece made her own demand, Sanya's classmate also looked at her eldest brother pitifully and said her demand.

"Okay, good, potato stew, potato cakes, and I will make you potato pieces and braised pork, potato beans and stewed noodles for you....."

Anyway, the same is also done, and the two are also done, and there is also a cook to help, Wu Yuanqing simply added several things to himself, all of which have potatoes.

Just do it, Wu Yuanqing called the cook, asked people to dig out the potatoes and began to do it quickly, but after finally taking time and effort to do it all, Wu Yuanqing suddenly remembered something that made him confused.

Damn, I said that I would go to Wang's house to see the old lady when I went home for a while, and an hour passed as soon as I cooked.

Moreover, it is more dependent on Li Zhi to hold a banquet in the palace at night, and he will cook Mao's food.

Four don't scatter it.