If that's really the case...... These people all got together and began to analyze and discuss the matter. Of course, even if they concluded that it was Qu Xiaobai's handiwork, no one dared to take the lead in facing this matter, after all, that Mu Nanyun was powerful here, and it was impossible for them to twist their little arms beyond their thighs.

Not to mention the little arms, they don't even have the hair on their arms.

What they have to worry about now is whether Qu Xiaobai will let Mu Nanyun deal with them. After all, in the morning, they not only ignored the humiliation suffered by Yang Ling and his wife, but even mocked them with guns and sticks.

Run.

In the end, they came to such a conclusion.

I have to say that they are still wise in this matter.

Except for a few unbelievers, most of them hurried home to pack up their soft and prepare to escape, but before they could get out of the house, they were invited by a team of people.

This team of people is not Mu Nanyun's people, but Xin Qingjun's people.

The column belongs to the shadow guard, but if necessary, he will also do something openly.

All those who were present in the morning were not spared, and they were all invited away by these shadow guards. Xin Qingjun did not use lynching, but just handed these people over to Mu Nanyun for disposal. As for what Mu Nanyun would do, Xin Qingjun still believed in Mu Nanyun's methods.

Mu Nanyun didn't do anything about it, but just lightly ordered: "The front-line war is not over yet, let them be pioneers." ”

Pioneer? These men and women, young and old, have similar targets.

But when these people came to Mu Nanyun's people, they were just some ants, grass mustard, who would care about their life and death? Naturally, it was sent directly to the front line as a target.

Xin Qingjun was busy until late before returning to the mansion.

The house where he lived was on the side of Qu Xiaobai's main house in Yangling, not far away, and when he passed, he would pass by the main house, look at the time, and when it was close, the lights were still on in Qu Xiaobai's house, he hesitated for a moment, but he still went over and knocked on the door.

No one opened the door inside, only Qu Xiaobai said softly: "Come in." Xin Qingjun pushed the door in.

Qu Xiaobai and Dong Lang were both in the house.

Sitting across from each other, one writing and the other reading, the two of them did not feel that it was getting late.

The screen separating the room was folded up, and Yang Ling's bed was exposed to the line of sight, so that it was convenient to take care of it.

Yang Ling was asleep, and his world-souring face was still so dusty and unconventional under the jumping candlelight, but the corners of his eyes and eyebrows were missing the Qingling temperament he had before.

"Qingjun, you're back. Why don't you go to rest early? It's been a busy day. Qu Xiaobai didn't ask how the progress was, Xin Qingjun's ability, she was absolutely trustworthy.

Xin Qingjun smiled with a faint tiredness on his face, "I saw the light on, so I came over to take a look." Xiao Dong, it's not early, you go to rest early, and you have to dispense medicine to the Lord tomorrow. ”

Dong Lang yawned and stretched his arms and legs, "It's so late?" He glanced at the hourglass on the multi-treasure grid in the room, "I was so engrossed in it that I forgot all the time." Little housewife, you should rest early. ”

Dong Lang got up, cleaned up the codex on the table, yawned and walked out, Xin Qingjun instructed: "Don't be so late in the future." He didn't say anything about the little housewife's rest.

Because he suddenly realized that the fundamental initiative was not on Dong Lang, even if Dong Lang went to bed early, Qu Xiaobai would not be able to sleep early.

He rubbed the corners of his forehead with a headache, resisted the idea of persuasion, and only said: "The little housewife should also go to bed early." ”

"Hmm." Qu Xiaobai agreed, looked up at Xin Qingjun, and wanted to say something, but when his eyes caught a glimpse of the hourglass, he stopped again, "Okay, you also go to rest." ”

It was already past the time, Xin Qingjun must have been tired, she waved her hand, and did not delay Xin Qingjun's time.

Xin Qingjun nodded and exited the room, Qu Xiaobai stood up, packed up his pen and ink and went to wash.

Zhang and the others were sent to sleep by her, but when she left, she was given washing water and bamboo salt to brush her teeth, she simply washed and climbed into bed. , lay down beside Yang Ling.

Yang Ling slept soundly and didn't know anything. Qu Xiaobai stretched out his arm, hugged his shoulder, leaned against his shoulder, and whispered in his ear: "As long as you are still here, my world has not collapsed." ”

She rubbed against his shoulder and closed her sour eyes.

The next morning, Yang Ling still got up very early, Qu Xiaobai got up with him, turned a basket on his arm, and smiled: "Take you to the field today, our cabbage and radishes can be eaten, let's go pick a few radishes and come back to eat." ”

Yang Ling looked at her blankly. She smiled and pinched his face, "Radish is a good thing, come back and let Aunt Zhang fry the balls of shredded radish for you to eat." ”

Yang Ling was still at a loss.

He's not very interested in food now.

"Let's go."

Today's wilderness is exceptionally quiet. Because there was such a big commotion in the village yesterday, most of the people were watching at home and did not come out to work, only Yang Dapeng took his long-term workers to the field to harvest grain.

In fact, the millet is still a little hot before it is harvested, and at least it has to bask in the sun for three or five days, but Yang Dapeng is afraid that Yangshutun Village will also be affected, so he can't care so much, so he will harvest the millet first.

Yang Dapeng is not a good person, but he has nothing to do with himself, so Qu Xiaobai didn't pay attention to it.

She and Yang Ling walked no more than a hundred and ten steps along the ridge and stopped in front of a field of turnips.

At the beginning, after Yang Xingmao's land was looted by Mu Nanyun, it was confiscated on the surface, but secretly it was handed over to Qu Xiaobai, and the actual person in charge of these lands now is Qu Xiaobai.

When Qu Xiaobai left, she had just harvested the wheat, so she didn't continue to grow grain, but asked Mu Nanyun to send some long-term workers to plant all the land with radishes and cabbage.

The cabbage has grown to be three or four pounds big, and it can be eaten when it is eaten, but it can only be harvested when it is about to snow, and as for the radish, it is not yet time to be harvested, but they have grown to the thickness of a child's arm, and they can also be eaten.

"It's a pity, but you can always eat it, so let's pull a few back." Qu Xiaobai muttered to himself, picked a few big ones in the ground, put them in the basket, and did not throw the radish leaves, take it back and use hot water to copy it, wrap the buns, or mix it with freshly ground bean dregs and hold it into a bean noodle ball, which is very delicious and healthy when steamed.

After she finished pulling the turnips, when she turned around, she saw Yang Ling behind her, pulling out a large piece of turnips.

"It's really fast." Qu Xiaobai twitched the corners of his mouth, crying and laughing, "Yes, this time you can eat radishes for many days." She walked back, held the hand of Yang Ling, who was still bending down to pluck the radishes, and smiled: "Enough, no need to pull out, now, we have to find a way to transport these radishes home." ”

She thought about it, picked up Yang Ling's clothes, stuffed four or five radishes in them, and turned the basket herself, taking Yang Ling's hand and walking home, "There are more than a hundred radishes, we may have to luck all morning, yes, it's much better than running around the village." ”

She muttered all the way, and it was clear that she was also distressed.

If it's half a month longer, it will at least be bigger.

But as long as her Yang Ling likes to do it, then follow him.

The radish was transported home, and when he met Xin Qingjun who was about to go out, Qu Xiaobai said: "Come back on horseback at noon and eat radish balls." ”

Xin Qingjun didn't think much about it, and saw that Yang Ling seemed to have a happy smile on his face, so he smiled and agreed: "Okay." ”

Qu Xiaobai sent the radish to the kitchen, gave Zhang's order, found another basket, carried it for Yang Ling, and continued to run to the radish field.

Dong Lang was cutting medicine in the yard, and when he saw the little radish heads in Yang Ling's pocket, he was dazed: "Little master, isn't it a pity that you pulled back all the radishes that are so small?" ”

Qu Xiaobai reluctantly raised his eyebrows towards Yang Ling, and Dong Lang immediately understood.

"......" It's good if the Lord likes it.

"I'll go with you to pick turnips." Dong Lang was worried that something like yesterday would happen again, so he followed.

Qu Xiaobai glanced at him worriedly: "Your leg injury is not healed yet, didn't the thread break yesterday?" It's better to stay at home, there aren't so many idlers outside today, and they are all scared by Qingjun and are waiting for news at home. ”

Dong Lang thought about it, so he didn't insist.

Qu Xiaobai carried the basket in one hand and pulled Yang Ling in the other, and returned to the radish field again.

The big radish and the small radish lying on the ground are very cute. Qu Xiaobai picked up the big one into her basket, and the small one picked up Yang Ling's basket, although Yang Ling was only mentally demented and her strength was still there, but she was reluctant to call him to help.

Her basket was full, and there were only a few small radishes in Yang Ling's basket, so she gave Yang Ling the basket with small radishes and carried it on her arm, "Let's go, return with a full load." ”

She picked up her basket, "Bang, it's so heavy!" She gritted her teeth.

A basket full of radishes, at least twenty pounds, although it will not crush her, but she has worked hard for days, and her body has been so thin that a gust of wind can blow it down, and it is still quite laborious to carry such a basket of things.

"It just so happens that this body urgently needs to be exercised, so it should only be exercised." She followed behind Yang Ling with a lot of difficulty.

Fortunately, Yang Ling didn't go too fast.

The radish was carried home, Dong Lang was still cutting medicine in the yard, and raised his eyelids when he saw this, "Pickled into pickled radishes, eat them in winter, it's best." ”

Qu Xiaobai couldn't cry or laugh. It's really going to give him a step up.

Seeing that Zhang came back with two more baskets, especially Yang Ling's basket, which were all radishes the size of small mouses, he couldn't help but feel distressed, and said busily: "Lang Jun, madam, don't pull it out again, these are enough to eat for many days." ”

Qu Xiaobai smiled bitterly speechlessly, "Also, Aunt Zhang, when I come back, I will pickle radishes with you." ”