"Aunt Li, you better stay! I'll probably have to ask for your help in a moment. "Aunt Li has been working in the Ming family for decades, where can't Ming Zhao see what Aunt Li is thinking?

When Mu Yao came before, Aunt Li looked at Mu Yao for a while, thinking that the old man had called Aunt Li in advance, and his grandfather was only afraid that he would say a lot of misleading things.

Aunt Li responded, and at the same time lowered her sense of existence to the bottom, only when she needed a hand, she would appear silently, and then leave silently.

It took half an hour to cook all the cocoons, and fortunately Aunt Li was here, which saved Mu Yao and them a lot of trouble, because she knew what to add and when?

In this way, it is much faster.

What's more, there is also an electric silk reeling machine, which is much more convenient.

A silk string needs to use three hundred pieces of silk, this is still the thinnest one, Mu Yao likes this kind of thinnest silk string, until nine o'clock in the evening, with the joint efforts of the three of them, all the silk was finally reeled.

Mu Yao looked at the strings that were put aside and nodded with satisfaction.

However, if you want to use it completely, this is not possible, and then you have to put it in the medicinal soup to soak, and dozens of steps in a row are all completed, and a silk string is completely successful.

Mu Yao put the silk string here in Mingzhao, and planned to go to the pharmacy early in the morning to catch the medicine back, and then start making the latter one.

"It seems that it is too late to study today, you go back in the evening and have a good night's rest." Ming Zhao said, the two of them are actually a little tired today, although there is a machine to use for silk reeling, but in many aspects, they have to keep an eye on it themselves.

"Good!" Mu Yao nodded, she also knew that it was unrealistic to want to make the guqin in two days, and there was no holiday recently, so she could only choose to do it at the end of Saturday.

"I'll send you!" Ming Zhao looked outside, it was very dark tonight, and only the figures of the two of them were stretched long on the roadside on both sides of the road.

Although Mingzhao's home is behind Mu Yao's house, it is actually some distance to really walk.

Along the way, Mingzhao was answering some questions to Mu Yao that she couldn't understand, and Mingzhao was also patiently explaining to Mu Yao.

At the door of Mu Yao's house, all the questions that should be asked were just answered.

"Thank you for sending me back! I'm in, see you tomorrow. Mu Yao waved her hand and prepared to go inside.

Ming Zhao answered, and watched Mu Yao enter the courtyard.

"Mu Yao." Ming Zhao suddenly called out to her.

"What's wrong?" Mu Yao stopped and looked at Ming Zhao under the street lamp through the iron door.

The yellowish street lamp shone on his body, giving him a layer of light, and she seemed to see the figure of the emperor from his body again.

Mu Yao suddenly remembered that when she met Ming Zhao for the first time, the two had a brief opportunity to shake hands, and at that time, Mu Yao found that she couldn't read anything about Ming Zhao's past, present life and future.

In this regard, Mu Yao has always been obsessed, it seems that she has to find a chance to shake Ming Zhao's hand again to determine whether the last time was too short, or if she really can't see Ming Zhao's past life and present life.

"You don't avoid me when you make silk strings, aren't you afraid that I will learn secretly?" Ming Zhao asked with some curiosity.

Mu Yao smiled, "Then you have to learn it!" ”