At the old woman's house, Mu Ying walked around and found what she wanted in the backyard, a well.

It is a pumped well, and the top is covered so that foreign objects, snakes, and rainwater do not fall in, which can affect the water quality.

On top of the cap, there is a slightly high manual pumping device, which repeatedly presses the iron handle to pump the air from under the rubber, so that the pressure is reduced and the water from the well below is "pushed" up.

After Mu Ying walked to the iron handle, she took out two wooden barrels from her soul guide bracelet, one under the outlet of the pumping well, and the other beside it.

After putting it away, Mu Ying took out another pot of water, held the kettle in her left hand, and held the press-type iron handle of the pumping well with her right hand, and pressed quickly and slightly hard while pouring water.

"Bang ......"

With Mu Ying's movements, the water flows through the gap in the rubber ring into the pumped well, and the piston of the rubber ring rises when Mu Ying presses the iron handle, and then seals.

When Mu Ying lifted the handle up, the piston was lowered with the rubber ring and opened.

At this point, air came out of the open piston ring.

After a short time, the air is drained, and a large amount of well water is pumped out of the pumped well, and there are large and small streams flowing down from the outlet of the pumped well and into the barrels.

The old woman stretched out her hand.

"Wait."

After speaking, the old woman took the wooden barrel, put one hand into the barrel, and used a little water in the bucket to clean the bottom and the edge of the barrel.

After cleaning this wooden barrel, the old woman is ready to pour the cleaned water from the wooden barrel into another wooden barrel for a second cleaning.

The old man is still very thrifty and thrifty, and he is not willing to waste just a little bit of water.

Mu Ying stretched out her hand, stopped, and spoke indifferently.

"No, wait and wash again."

As she spoke, without waiting for the old woman to reply, Mu Ying directly poured out the water in the bucket, then put it back under the outlet of the pumped well, and pressed the iron handle with one hand to pump out the well water.

The old woman had a little regret and reluctance on her face, but Mu Ying had already poured it out and started pumping, and she couldn't say anything, so she had to stand aside and wait.

Time passed little by little, and after a while, Mu Ying made two full buckets of water, picked up a flat pole, and stood between the two wooden barrels.

The old woman hurriedly stepped forward and waved her hand again and again.

"No, no, no, I'll do it myself, I don't have to do it."

Mu Ying's appearance is still not very tall, compared to Xiao Wu, who is close to 1.8 meters, Mu Ying's height is only more than 1.6 meters, which can be said to be small and exquisite.

Such a thin little girl, shouldn't be overwhelmed and fall to the ground?

The old woman's face was a little worried.

In the middle of the two wooden barrels, Mu Ying glanced at the old woman, ignored the old woman's words, and did not let the flat pole go, but directly bent down, hooked the handles of the two wooden barrels with the two iron hooks of the flat pole, and then stood up with a little force.

Mu Ying stood steadily, although her shoulders were not very wide, and her figure was slightly thin, but her body was not moving at all, without a trace of difficulty, and there was no trace of pain or struggling expression on her face, and there was not a drop of sweat.

After all, Mu Ying is a soul master, and she is also a soul master of the Beast Martial Soul series, if she can't afford to pick up two buckets of water, it would be strange.

On the side, the old woman looked at Mu Ying in surprise, and couldn't close her mouth in surprise for a while.

Such a thin figure can also pick up two large buckets of water, who is this little girl?

The old woman didn't think about the soul master at all. In fact, the hundreds of millions of residents of the entire Douluo Continent only have less than 200,000 soul masters, and the proportion of soul masters in the total population is less than one percent.

In the eyes of ordinary people, soul masters are simply legendary existences, and they are a special group of people to climb high and look up to.

The old woman had never been in contact with a soul master in her life, and she had only seen it from afar before, and she didn't dare to step forward.

On the edge of the pumping well, Mu Ying didn't care about the old woman, she picked up two buckets of water, walked past the old woman, walked steadily and step by step to the old woman's house, and crossed a somewhat high threshold in a few clicks and entered the door.

Carrying the water in, Mu Ying went straight into the kitchen and poured two large buckets of water into the water tank.

Well, Mu Ying found a lid and covered the water tank to prevent mosquitoes from flying in.

After doing all this, Mu Ying breathed a sigh of relief, turned around, walked out of the kitchen, and walked to the door of the old woman's house.

Just as Mu Ying was about to walk out of the old woman's house, behind Mu Ying, the old woman hesitated for a moment, and looked at Mu Ying with complicated eyes.

"Thank you...... Thank you. ”

Mu Ying paused, didn't reply, and walked out......

The next day, in the morning, Mu Ying came to the old woman's house again.

In the old woman's house, compared with yesterday's Mu Ying coming, it was obvious that she had cleaned up, there were some shabby sundries on the ground, but now they have all been cleaned up, and the shabby square dining table has also wiped all the grease and face stains on it.

This time, the old woman sat on the same old couch as she had done yesterday morning, but the difference was that there was a broken part of the old woman's hand, and she was bleeding a little.

Mu Ying frowned slightly, entered, didn't say anything, squatted beside the old woman, took out a bottle of gold sore medicine from her soul guide bracelet, opened the bottle, and prepared to apply it to the old woman.

The old woman hurriedly withdrew her hand, and the other hand hurriedly waved.

"No, no, it doesn't matter, in the morning, I went to cut firewood and scratched a little bit, it's okay."

As the old woman spoke, her eyes kept looking at the vial containing the gold sore medicine in Mu Ying's hand.

It was a clean jade bottle, although it was not made of particularly precious materials, but in the eyes of the old woman, it was also very valuable.

How expensive should it be to be able to hold such a precious jade bottle?

The old woman couldn't help but think like this. When she thought of the little girl in front of her treating herself with such a valuable medicine, the old woman felt a little reluctant in her heart, and felt that she owed a great favor.

The old woman didn't know what way to treat Mu Ying, and she still had deep suspicions and vigilance about Mu Ying, although this vigilance was useless.

In addition, the old woman was still very distressed.

The medicine in the jade bottle must be excellent, and it would be too wasteful to wipe such a small injury.

In front of the old woman, Mu Ying glanced at the old woman indifferently, didn't say a word, forcibly took the old woman's hand, but carefully and carefully poured the gold sore medicine on, wiped it, and applied it.

The old woman's face was a little moved.

What a good girl, if it were my daughter or daughter-in-law......

The old woman couldn't help but sigh in her heart, but immediately, she shook her head quickly and vigorously.

Well, no, this girl is a soldier, and there is not a good thing in being a soldier!

The son was killed by the soldiers, and the food was stolen by them!

At the thought of his deceased son, the old man's face was extremely angry, and a trace of hatred flashed in the depths of his eyes. She looked at Mu Ying, and was about to forcibly withdraw her hand, not accepting this girl's kindness.

However, Mu Ying has taken the initiative to let go.

The wound was not big, Mu Ying could wipe it well, and the old woman didn't have time to refuse.

The old woman looked at the gold sore medicine that she had wiped on her hands, her eyes and face became complicated again, and her eyes looking at Mu Ying were also full of many different emotions.

Mu Ying didn't make much observation, she turned around and went into the kitchen to prepare lunch for the old woman.

Entering the kitchen, in front of the stove, there was already a large bundle of dry branches and dried bamboo shells.

These are all cut and picked up by the old woman in the morning, the Star Luo Empire is located in the south of the Douluo Continent, there are many trees, and there are many dry and fallen branches.

The bamboo shell is the outer coat that the bamboo grows and falls off, because it is like a cicada shelling after drying, so it is referred to as the bamboo shell.

Mu Ying only looked at it, and began to act the same as yesterday......

Soon, after making noodles and having lunch, Mu Ying walked out of the old woman's house. Just as she walked out and turned around, she heard an old woman's sigh in the old woman's house.

"Hey, if only I could have rice."

Rice, the main food of the inhabitants of the Star Luo Empire, and unlike the Martial Spirit Empire in the north, the residents of the Star Luo Empire eat rice almost all year round.

Of course, there are people who eat rice in the north, but it has to be transported from the south, plus the road fee, the price is quite not cheap, and only a rich woman like Qian Fei'er will buy and eat rice every day.

Like the Wuhun Empire army, it is all edible flour.

Outside the old woman's house, Mu Ying paused.

Rice?

With some thoughts in her heart, Mu Ying pulled up the hood of her clothes, covered her beautiful purple soft long hair, and quickened her pace towards the direction of Qian Nawei's Chinese army camp.

After a while, Mu Ying returned to Qian Nawei's residence, and as soon as she entered the room, she asked Qian Nawei.

"Na Wei, do we have rice in the logistics department?"

"Rice?"

Qian Nawei blinked in confusion. "No, Xiaoying, what do you want rice for?"

Is it to be distributed to the villagers in the village?

Qian Nawei thought of this in an instant. Qian Nawei is very careful, others may not know, but she is careful but she finds that Mu Ying is indifferent on the surface, but she is very gentle on the inside.

This is a gentle girl who does not easily hurt others, is full of compassion for those who are suffering and in need, and has almost no shortcomings except for the appearance of being always cold and not good at expressing herself.

In front of Qian Nawei, Mu Ying heard her answer, and simply replied with an "oh", and was about to turn around.

At the moment of turning, Qian Nawei beckoned.

"Hey, Xiaoying, wait a minute, Meng De seems to have rice there, he intercepted a lot of it at the Häagen-Dazs Pass before, you can go and take a look."

Mu Ying didn't look back, nodded and replied, "Okay, thank you." ”

After speaking, Mu Ying walked out of the camp of the commander of the Chinese army in the Wuhun Empire, which was the wooden house where Qian Nawei lived.

Walking outside the wooden house, Mu Ying found a car, drove the car after entering, and drove out of the village.

The army of the Wuhun Empire is very large, and Qian Nawei brought hundreds of thousands of troops this time, hundreds of thousands of troops, and the area of the garrison is also very large, scattered in many areas.

From some units to another unit of another legion, it is often necessary to travel a very long way.