The girl's soft body suddenly came over, and Mu Beiyuan's body froze instantly, looking at Song Ningyu helplessly, and her ears were slightly red.

"I'm sorry." Mu Beiyuan said.

Song Ningyu was also frightened by the sudden arrival of the embrace, and her heart palpitated inexplicably, and she subconsciously pushed away that body, "It's just an accident." ”

The two looked at each other a little awkwardly, and tacitly agreed not to mention the hug just now.

"Keep copying books?" Mu Beiyuan didn't want to leave, so he casually found a reason.

"Of course, you don't want to run away." Song Ningyu said.

Pushing away Mu Beiyuan, who was blocking his view, he walked to the table and picked up the piece of paper that Mu Beiyuan had just copied, "The handwriting is majestic, not bad!" ”

"Thanks for the compliment." Mu Beiyuan opened his mouth and continued to copy the second page.

Song Ningyi pasted the copied manuscript on the cut radish and fixed it with a wooden stick, because it was paper, it could not be directly sprayed with water and rubbed, which was more difficult to do.

Fortunately, Song Ningyu has a pair of surgical hands, and she has worked hard to practice holding the knife steadily.

After fixing it slightly, I pressed the paper and began to engrave it.

The carving knife was found last time when she was taking a shower in the space, and there was a studio in that thatched hut, and there were not only old-fashioned sewing machines, but also knives, rulers, and the like.

Mu Beiyuan watched in surprise as Song Ningyu's fingers lightly waved the strange knife in his hand,

Flutter lightly on that turnip like an elf.

"This knife is special." Mu Beiyuan said.

"Scalpels are like that." Song Ningyi's attention was focused on the radish in her hand, and she subconsciously told the truth, but suddenly realized that she had said the wrong thing, and changed her words,

"If someone is poisoned, use it to cut the flesh, the skin will have a large area of pus, and use it to clean up the rotten flesh and the like, which is very versatile."

"Oh, your master is special." Mu Beiyuan narrowed his eyes and said, "You seem to be proficient in using it, so you don't have less practice." She seemed to be thinking about the truth of her words.

Song Ningyu was still carving with his head down, not paying attention to his suspicious eyes, and said,

"Of course, the teacher has participated in the war, he said, speed is life, let's study hard and save every life."

Mu Beiyuan was shocked, no wonder she was so kind, it turned out that her teacher taught her well, but his master said one thing and did another, "Then why doesn't your teacher carry forward this technique?" ”

Mu Beiyuan's father is this kind of gentle and elegant person on the surface, but behind the scenes, he does things that are unconscionable, he hates this kind of two-faced person the most, so his favorability towards Song Ningyu's master has also been greatly reduced, and he also has a little thorn in his words.

"If I have the opportunity, I will replace the master to fulfill his old man's wish to carry forward this technology."

Song Ningyu is not a fool, I can hear the dissatisfaction in his words, there is no master in this world, how can it be carried forward, there are a lot of this technology in my world, and it has already been carried forward.

"Then why did your master ......," Mu Beiyuan asked puzzled.

Song Ningyi looked at him unhappily and said, "I'm sorry, I don't want to say it." "She hates lying, and she won't lie as a last resort.

Mu Beiyuan saw Song Ningyi's displeasure and did not speak.

The master who can teach a person to treat others so kindly is indeed not the same kind of person as his father, he is wrong! shouldn't think so much about her master, his father also knows medicine, and what taught him is never kindness, but people don't kill for themselves!

Just as Mu Beiyuan was reflecting, Song Ningyu blew the remaining confetti, stretched his waist, and said, "I'm done carving." ”

Mu Beiyuan helped Song Ningyu grind with understanding, grinding little by little, and looked at her gently.

Song Ningyi took a strip of white silk cotton cloth that she bought that day, wound it into a cylindrical shape, tied it with thread, and dipped it in ink and stretched it on the radish little by little.

She carved it deeply and completely.

Put a piece of rice paper on it, take it down in three seconds, and flatten it out, sure enough, it is no different from the hand-copied one, Mu Beiyuan smiled and said, "There are many ideas for meow girls." ”

"Meow? You're the cat. Song Ningyi is also in a good mood, she likes this nickname.

Her biggest dream is to be a cat, sleep when she is full, don't have to please anyone, and when she is bored, she will walk through thousands of mountains and rivers, and only do what she wants to do.

"You're not a meow yet, you have more teeth and claws, and you have a lot of ideas. Sometimes there is no heart and lungs, and others are not angry when they climb on their necks. Sometimes stingy others say one sentence, and you will go back with ten sentences. Mu Beiyuan said.

"Huh!" In the blink of an eye, he had printed a hundred copies.

"This method is good, but this radish is not easy to preserve, it will be okay to print today, but I'm afraid it won't work tomorrow." Mu Beiyuan touched the manuscript with his hand and said.

"Hmmm! Soft pottery is the best, but the family is not poor! Song Ningyi smiled heartlessly.

Mu Beiyuan was blinded by thunder, how could he never see someone take poverty so seriously, and he still had a faint sense of pride.

"I really want to pry your head open and see how many ideas are in it to come up with such a way."

Song Ningyi grimaced at Mu Beiyuan, "Envy, jealousy, it's useless, I'm so good!" ”

Mu Beiyuan: "You ......"

Why is there such a narcissistic person, but the cuteness is annoying, shouldn't they all be humble, why is she so different.

Song Ningyi blinked her eyes vigorously, nodded, and said earnestly, "No need to explain, I understand, the brain is natural, it's useless for you to envy!" ”

Mu Beiyuan: "......"

The cold face couldn't help but smile.

"Haha, actually, I was too tired to be punished by the master for writing, and I started to write with ten pens tied together, and then the master found out and ......." Song Ningyu gave him an expression that you understand, and said with a wicked smile

It's true that she didn't lie, didn't she just do it when she was a child, and then she was indeed discovered, and she was criticized and educated, and she was ...... Don't talk about it, it's all tears!

"Haha, you ghost elf, it's a headache for your master." Mu Beiyuan could imagine how naughty she was when he looked at him, teaching such a student, her teacher should be enough of a headache.

Song Ningyi replied dissatisfiedly, "Cut, how can you say that about me, this is called a policy at the top, and a countermeasure at the bottom!" ”

"No one has ever taken stealing and playing tricks so seriously, and I admire it so much!" Mu Beiyuan said.

Song Ningyi's face was arrogant, and she said seriously, "How do you speak, I call it improvisation!" ”

"Good! Haha, that's a good point! Mu Beiyuan pointed at her with his finger, shook his head and sighed.

He could almost completely imagine that when her teacher called her back then, she must have been tossed miserable by her, and she was reluctant to beat, or scold, and said crookedly.

In a blink of an eye, Mu Beiyuan copied the second page, and Song Ningyu also followed the rubbing of the second page.

Song Ningyi's speed is getting faster and faster, and he can almost keep up with the speed of Mu Beiyuan's copying.

The people of the Song family also knew that Mu Beiyuan was copying books in Song Ningyu's room, and they didn't bother them all afternoon.

They also felt that Mu Beiyuan should do something for this family,

They don't support idlers, even if that person pays money.

Song Ningmo was the only one in the family who was unhappy, she thought that her brother Yuan was sleeping in her room, but it turned out to be ......

That shameless little slut seduced Brother Yuan again.

She also knew that she couldn't go over now, and if she delayed copying the book, then her position at home would not be able to be kept, and she was so angry that her handkerchief was torn.

In a flash, an afternoon passed,

The afterglow of the setting sun shone on her face through the window.

The book that had been copied a hundred times was also copied with the cooperation of the two of them, and only the bound book remained.

"Oh, no, someone stole our turnips." Zhang had washed his clothes for an afternoon, and was feeling aggrieved, remembering that it was her turn to cook dinner today, and said in a loud voice.

Finally got the opportunity, a glimmer of light flashed in Song Ningmo's eyes, "I saw Ernier go to the kitchen to get some radishes in the afternoon." ”

"Ernier, you come out for me, aren't you quite capable? You can be an uncle when you go to town, what kind of skill is it to steal radishes when you go home! Zhang roared angrily.

Song Ningyi stood up calmly, "Have you broken up?" ”

"You can steal the carrots at home without separating the family? You shameless slut, are you going to exchange your stolen turnips for money in town? ”

"First, there is no separation, I also have a share of radish, and I don't steal a radish. Second, I did use the turnips, but with more money, I can discount them to milk tomorrow. Song Ningyu said in a calm tone.

Zhang opened his mouth with teeth and claws, "You said, these radishes are worth one or two silver, don't rely on the debt." ”

"These turnips, a tael of silver?" Song Ningyu glanced at him.

"That's right! I say a tael is a tael. Zhang pinched his waist and glared and said.

"Good!" Song Ningyu turned around and closed the door and returned to the room.

"If you can't take it out tomorrow, don't beg me for mercy, if you have the ability to pretend to be an uncle, don't be afraid of people poking your backbone." After Zhang finished speaking, he went to cook in a gloomy manner.

None of the people came out, not just because of the sick number,

They even wanted Song Ningyu to make a joke, so that she could force Song Yuan to come up with more money.

Song Lin and Li heard Ernier talk about ginseng,

Thinking that they might go pick herbs again tomorrow, they didn't squeak.

Everyone almost forgot to ask what she was doing with so many turnips.

I don't think it matters,

Because turnips are not worth much, even if he uses a basket, it is not worth a hundred cents, so they like to sell him a tael of silver.

The only one who is dissatisfied is Song Ningmo,

Why did she fool her again, why!

Why don't you beat her, you should kill her slut, so is Brother Yuan going to help her again tomorrow?

Brother Yuan has nothing of value on him, how will he help her, is he going to go into the mountains to hunt again, or to pick herbs, or ......

I must follow him tomorrow and let Brother Yuan see how good he is!

Song Ningyu, who was sitting in the room, and Mu Beiyuan worked together to divide the rubbed manuscripts into volumes.

And he took out a sewing kit in a corner of the room,

Use the thickest needle to bind the rubbed manuscript.

It's just that there is no book cover, and she can't take the cloth out of the space directly, and there is only the white silk cotton in the space.

After sorting out the manuscript, Song Ningyu also threw away the remaining radish.

The eyes of the two fell on the soap again.

"That thing froze." Mu Beiyuan spoke first.

"Well, of course." Song Ningyu reached out and touched the soap.

"Be careful!"

Mu Beiyuan opened his mouth, reaching out and feeling Song Ningyi's wrist, he had a shadow on that thing.

Song Ningyi, who was blindfolded, looked at Mu Beiyuan grabbing his wrist, and then looked at Mu Beiyuan's face, blinked his eyes, revealing a confused expression.

Mu Beiyuan stretched out the red and swollen finger just now and shook it in front of her eyes.

At this time, the red, swollen and blister-filled fingers had recovered under the nourishment of the spiritual spring water, and the palms of the hands had healed, leaving only a faint mark.

Song Ningyi showed a clear expression, "It's okay, it's done, you can touch it too." ”

Mu Beiyuan tentatively touched the soap with a finger, and found that the finished soap was white, hard, and a little slippery.

"I'm going to fetch a basin of water, let's try it." Song Ningyu spoke.

She deliberately left the rags that had been used to sweep the lime water in the afternoon unwashed, and a few rags that had just wiped the table.

When the water was fetched, Song Ningyu washed it with soap, and it felt okay.

Mu Beiyuan also took another piece and put it in the water to try it, "The effect seems to be pretty good." Mu Beiyuan exclaimed.

From the moment Zhang was making noise outside, Song Ningmo was standing outside their window,

At this time, when he saw that Mu Beiyuan actually helped Song Ningyu wash something, he couldn't help it, and pushed the door fiercely and said, "How can you let Brother Yuan help you wash your clothes, you still have to be embarrassed." ”

Song Ningyu glanced at Mu Beiyuan, approached him and whispered in his ear, "Your little lover is upset for you." ”

Mu Beiyuan approached Song Ningyu and listened to her whispers in a good mood, but in a blink of an eye, he showed a-eating expression, and looked at Song Ningmo coldly,

He said, "Get out!" ”

There is a terrifying chill all around the body, and people can't help but be afraid.

"Brother Yuan told you to get out, didn't you hear? Don't get out of here! Song Ningmo proudly puffed out her chest and said to Song Ningyu.

Mu Beiyuan: ...... The anger ignited instantly.

But he was afraid that Song Ningyu would really think he was talking about her, so Yu Guang glanced at Song Ningyu apologetically.

happened to meet Song Ningyi's gaze, only to see her shrug her shoulders, and said helplessly, "You talk" and turned away.

It just so happened that she was going to fetch some more limestone. This time she's going to do more.

It seems that baking soda is not very expensive, and Mrs. Song took out a lot in the afternoon, and Song Ningyu didn't plan to return it at all, anyway, let's return it tomorrow after firing the book.

Song Ningmo approached and said with a shyness on her face,

"Brother Yuan, she's gone, do you have anything to say to me alone?"

Mu Beiyuan tore her heart, he showed it so obviously, he tied her back last night, she still didn't give up?

But he's a man anyway, so he won't really hit a woman.

For some reason, in her, Mu Beiyuan saw a sense of déjà vu passing by a brothel and being dragged to a brothel by the old bustard.

"We don't have much to say." followed Song Ningyi's footsteps and walked out.

Song Ningmo was left alone, stomping her feet on the spot and getting angry.

Song Ningyu took advantage of the fact that the sun did not set, and once again made all the materials into soap, and deliberately set a mold with wood, fixed it with a rope around it, and the rope was scattered to demold, although it would be a little leaky, but it was better than a bowl, and the round missing cuts would be different in size.

Counting the one hundred and twenty-six books bound into a total of volumes, in order to avoid unnecessary trouble, Song Ningyi waved his hand and hid them all in the space.

Dinner was still not so delicious, but Song Ningyu was not as sick to her stomach as she was when she first ate it.

Because someone in the family was injured, the table was deserted, but it was comfortable.

Finally had a full and happy day.

……

The next morning, the rooster just crowed, and the sky was slightly bright,

Brother Guan couldn't wait for Song Ningyi to get up as if he had been beaten with chicken blood, so he came to her door, "Ernier, get up!" ”

Song Ningyu could guess what he wanted to do with his toes,

Wo turned over in the quilt and said, "It's too early to go to the bookstore in the town now." ”

"It's not early, it's dawn, let's go to the town just in time to open the door." Although Brother Guan'er said it properly, the disdain in her eyes was undoubtedly revealed, if she didn't hand over next month's bundle today, she would see if he didn't want her to look good.

"Oh, then you go and call Brother Song Yuan first, after washing up in a while, just come and find me to go to the town together." Song Ningyu said.

"Hmm!" Brother Guan'er sneered at the corners of his mouth and turned to leave.

Yesterday, he saw his eldest brother Song Yuan go back to the room to rest after dinner, he didn't even have a lamp, and he didn't help her transcribe the book at all, how could she finish copying it by herself, it was just delaying time, and he couldn't wait in time, he wanted to see what tricks Ernier could play.

Song Ningyu didn't get up, but flashed into the space, the soap made yesterday had already been formed, Song Ningyu cut them into pieces, wrapped them in rice paper, and sealed their mouths with wax oil.

A total of 24 pieces of soap, probably with snake oil, looks milky white,

With the white rice paper, Song Ningyu casually ordered the original owner's rouge, and used a brush to spend a few plum blossoms on the rice paper wrapped in soap, which suddenly made the whole soap look much higher.

After disposing of the soap, Song Ningyu turned around and walked out of the space, got dressed, and wrapped it in a small bag.

"Ernier, are you up yet?" Lee was shouting outside as he pushed the door in.

Song Ningyi asked with a smile while putting on her clothes, "Mother, what's the matter?" ”

Seeing that Li Shi closed the door nervously, pulled Song Ningyu to his side, and said in a low voice, "You go to the town today to break this silver ticket, and return the official brother's two or two bunches of money, don't sell the radish in the future, otherwise your milk will beat you again." ”

Song Ningyi looked at Li's small action of stuffing money into him, his heart warmed, he pushed the silver ticket back, and said in a low voice, "Auntie, you can keep this money yourself, don't give it to me again." ”