Yang Niangzi wanted to speak several times, but under Wu Ji's domineering eyes, she finally didn't speak, and took the bowl and drank the vegetable soup. She drank very carefully, as if she were afraid to make a little noise.

Wu Ji picked up the bowl and took a sip. The hot vegetable soup fell into his stomach, his stomach was hot, and his hunger increased greatly, and if it was possible, Wu Ji was eager to gnaw off a cow.

After drinking the vegetable soup, although the hunger was unbearable, it was much more comfortable, the body was warmer, and there was a little more strength.

The ancients had a saying: Grains nourish people, this is really true!

Wu Ji put the bowl down, and Yang Niangzi hurriedly stood up and hurriedly cleaned up the bowl. Seeing that Yang Niangzi was busy working, Wu Ji really blamed herself, she was a big man, and her body was so bad that she couldn't intervene at all.

"Muddy, muddy, muddy......" Wu Ji originally wanted to call Yang Niangzi Hun's family, but he always felt that this name was too awkward, it was far better to call his wife Shunyu, and he didn't call it out after a few times.

As soon as his mind moved, if he named Yang Niangzi, it would be much easier to call, and he groaned: "You are pure and beautiful, just call it Xiu." In the show outside the wisdom, add another show, and it will be called Xiuxiu. Your future name will be Yang Xiuxiu. ”

"Ahh Yang Xiuxiu was surprised, a small mouth opened wide, and it took a long time to react, and she jumped up regardless of her image: "I have a name!" I have a name! ”

Speaking of which, his eyes turned red, and he actually shed tears, and said vigorously: "Xie Wulang!" Xie Wu Lang! ”

Wu Ji originally named her for the convenience of addressing the two, but she didn't expect Yang Xiuxiu's reaction to be so intense, which was a big surprise. Suddenly remembered that ordinary women in the Song Dynasty had no names, and they were called surnames, plus ranks, if they were married, they would be so-and-so women. For example, Sun Erniang in "Water Margin" came about like this.

If you don't get married, you will be called a certain little lady.

In the Song Dynasty, women who could have names belonged to a very small minority, which was a rare honor. Even Liang Hongyu has no name, her name was given by later generations, and in the "History of the Song Dynasty", she is only called "Liang".

If there is a name, it is a very glorious thing, because Wu Ji named Yang Xiuxiu, and Yang Xiuxiu had such an excited performance. This is definitely one of the most exciting moments in her life.

In this way, Yang Xiuxiu suddenly became full of energy, and washing pots and dishes was much faster, as if she had four more hands, and she was done with just one breath.

Yang Xiuxiu wiped her hands, hugged some firewood, piled it in the fire, raised the fire vigorously, helped Wu Ji to sit down, and repeatedly told Wu Ji not to go out, not to freeze. And she herself took a firewood knife and rope to collect firewood.

Wu Ji was left alone in the house, lonely, lonely, and bored. After a burst of fire, out of the house, the mountain wind blew, it was very cold, with Wu Ji's small body, it was really not easy to resist, and finally understood why Yang Xiuxiu repeatedly told him not to go out of the house, it can be said that he had good intentions.

"Malnutrition! You have to find a way to improve your life and take care of your body! Wu Ji walked a few steps, a little panting, and couldn't help but feel sorry, this family is too poor, and the nutrition can't keep up, so that they have such a bad body.

Improving life is a top priority for Wu Ji, but it can only be a good wish.

This is a small mountain village called Wujiazhuang, and most of the people on the Zhuangzi are surnamed Wu. Even if he is not surnamed Wu, he is related to the surname Wu, with a total of about 50 households and 200 people.

The vast majority of homes are thatched huts, with only a few tiled houses. In the Song Dynasty, tiled houses were a status symbol, and only wealthy families could live in them. Even so, those thatched huts were much better than Wu Ji's home, at least larger and brighter.

Looking at the village for a while, Wu Ji looked into the distance, and what he saw was the undulating mountains, which were small mountain villages in the mountains, surrounded by mountains. Relying on the mountains to eat the mountains, if you have a lot of strength, you will never be so poor.

The leaves of the tree are yellow, and it is the time when the beast is fat, and this is the hunting season, and the harvest is much higher than at other times.

"If I have the strength, I will go into the mountains to hunt and improve my life. Not to mention anything else, a few rope sleeves can also trap a lot of prey! Wu Ji thought longingly, but where did he get the strength?

Even walking a few steps is out of breath, can you go into the mountains to hunt?

"Whew!"

When the mountain wind blew, Wu Ji felt that his body was cold, and hurriedly went back to the house to shrink. Although the thatched hut is through the wind and rain, it is still better. Back in the house, I feel better.

When he returned to the fire and sat down, he fell asleep in a daze. I don't know how long it took, but I found someone by my side, and when I opened my eyes, I saw Yang Xiuxiu take another ragged shirt and put it on his body.

"It's dark?" Wu Ji rubbed his eyes and looked up, only to see that the sky was dark, and he slept really deeply. The body bones are too bad, really sleepy, Wu Ji summed up the reason.

"It's dark!" Yang Xiuxiu was afraid that Wu Ji would think too much, so she changed her ways to comfort him.

Yang Xiuxiu put on Wu Ji's clothes, was busy holding firewood, and wanted to raise the fire again. Wu Ji knew that she was working hard to collect firewood, so he hurriedly stopped her: "I've been sitting for a long time, I have to walk." Don't raise the fire at first, but then when you want to sit. ”

"Wu Lang, you move around, I'll rise first, get ready." Yang Xiuxiu is meticulous and cares, and the fire is prosperous.

Wu Ji has been sitting for too long, his legs and feet are a little numb, and he really has to walk around and refresh his body. Yang Xiuxiu was not at ease and stayed by his side.

The house was so big, he walked for a while, and with nowhere to go, he came to the room where the miscellaneous items were piled up. This is a small room, and there are stacks of farm tools and firewood.

What attracted Wu Ji's attention the most was that there were saltpeter and sulfur, and Wu Ji was a little surprised: "What's the use of this?" ”

"The doctor in the grass market said that this can cure the disease." Yang Xiuxiu was busy explaining.

"Can it heal? Oh, it seems like it's okay. It's just that it can't fight with my illness, right? It is obviously a debilitating disease caused by malnutrition and lack of exercise, and it would be hellish if saltpeter and sulfur could be cured. Wu Ji realized something, and scolded: "No wonder the angels in white have black hearts, it turns out that their ancestors are so good at pitting people!" ”

Wu Ji took the saltpeter over and took a look, this is not natural saltpeter, it is boiled, although the process is rough, there are a lot of impurities, in the Song Dynasty can have such an achievement, it is very good.

And if you look at the sulfur, it's the same. Wu Ji grabbed a little sulfur, came to the fire, threw it into the fire, made a snorting sound, burned very fast, and the quality was good.

"Saltpeter, sulfur, and charcoal can be used to make gunpowder. If you have the tools to make a firearm, you can hunt. If that were the case, the hunt would be very fruitful. Wu Ji couldn't help but think a little wrong.

The problem was that the Song Dynasty could not have the tools necessary to make firearms, such as lathes, and this firearm was too extravagant. It's okay to make a gun that explodes Oben's head, but the problem is that it can only be powerful at very close range, and if it's a little farther away, it's not powerful enough to kill people at all, let alone a beast with thick skin and flesh.

Wu Ji shook his head and laughed at himself, he wanted to improve his life too much.

After moving for a while, Wu Ji was a little chilled, returned to the fire and sat down, continued to warm up and doze off the boring things, and Yang Xiuxiu went to make dinner.

This dinner is different from the daytime, it is porridge made of brown rice. Yang Xiuxiu served it to Wu Ji, but she ate wild vegetable soup. Wu Ji was unwilling to eat alone, and as the head of the family, he forced Yang Xiuxiu to share brown rice porridge with him.

After dinner, Yang Xiuxiu took advantage of the firelight to do needlework. She threads needles and threads, is extremely skilled, and makes things very well. Yang Xiuxiu is a well-known needle girl in the village, and her needlework is highly appreciated by the villagers. Correspondingly, the villagers will give something, such as grain, meat, and the like.

Wu Ji was really bored, so he could only pass the time by admiring the young girl under the lamp, until his eyelids fought, and then he had to climb into bed and fall asleep.

I don't know how long it took, Wu Ji felt that there was one more person beside him in a daze, turned over, and hugged the petite person in his arms. Yang Xiuxiu stiffened for a while, and trembled a little, but she didn't resist.

Smelling the bursts of body fragrance emanating from Yang Xiuxiu's body, Wu Ji was a little uneasy, and said in his heart, this is a young girl, and she has to be raised for a few years before she can eat. The more I think about it, the more unbearable it becomes.

The mind is not bad, but Wu Ji sadly found that the hard place is soft, soft as noodles!

Wu Ji thought very weakly: Is this caused by malnutrition, or is it caused by congenital insufficiency?

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