Hearing this, Mu Xiwen's eyes lit up slightly. Originally, when I read the novel, I pitied this innocent little girl very much, but now that I am dressed as her, if I can help her choose a beautiful afterlife, it can be regarded as a little reward for my body.

Mu Xiwen was in deep thought, and suddenly there was a sound at the door, it was Zhao who came.

"Awen, you're about to change your clothes, what should you do if you get sick in this wet clothes?"

As she spoke, she took out a sorghum steamed bun from her placket and said softly, "This is what your father quietly left for you, you are about to eat it." Then he gently touched Mu Xiwen's head, turned around and walked away.

Mu Xiwen took a bite of the steamed bun, it was very rough, her soul was very uncomfortable, but her body had obviously adapted to this food.

Without water, she had more difficulty swallowing, and it was obviously bland and tasteless coarse food, but there was a ripple in her heart.

Is this what family feels like?

She bit her lip and remembered the plain and warm images in her memory. Now that she has come and occupied the body of the original owner, let's take good care of her family for the original owner.

After falling into the water, her body was already tired, and the crossing also gave Mu Xiwen a headache, and she quickly fell asleep after changing her clothes and shrinking into the quilt.

Nothing was said all night.

Today's breakfast was made by the Zhao family, as usual, a pot of gruel, a pot of bean rice, a plate of wild vegetables, a pot of coarse grain steamed buns and a bowl of winter melon.

Wang came out of the house, saw Mu Xiwen, and said a few words with a nose that was not a nose and eyes that were not eyes, but Mu Xiwen was too lazy to take care of her. The steamed bun I ate last night was digested early, and although it was not delicious, it was indeed full.

As soon as her chopsticks stretched out to the steamed bun basin, Wang pointed to the eldest daughter of the second uncle's family next to her, and scolded Huai: "You still want to eat steamed bread in the morning?" Just like a waste thing, you know how to eat and eat, and the landlord's house is not enough for you to eat nonsense! ”

Mu Xiwen took a deep breath and barely endured the angry scolding. There must be something wrong with this old woman, she ate half a bowl of porridge cleaner than her face and a pair of black wild vegetables with chopsticks in the morning.

After Wang finished speaking, he quickly put the steamed bun into Mu Shuncai's bowl. "Eat quickly when you are satisfied, and only when you are full can you have the strength to read."

Mu Shuncai glanced at Mu Xiwen with both resentment and pride.

Only then did Mu Xiwen notice that there was still half an uneaten egg in his bowl. Her eyes swirled around the dinner table.

The Mu family is still prosperous, and the original grandfather Mu Qingsheng and the Wang family have four sons and two daughters. The eldest son, Mu Shan, married Xiao Wang, and had sons Mu Shuncai, Mu Tiezi and daughter Mu Taohua; The second son, Mu Chuan, married the Lu family and had a son Mu Fuyang and daughters Mu Xinger and Mu Yan'er; The third son, Mu Yue, married Zhao and had a daughter, Mu Xiwen; The fourth son, Mu Hai, married Luo and had sons Mu Jianyong and Mu Shuzi.

The only people who can eat eggs in the morning are Mu Shuncai, Mu Tiezi and Mu Tiezi of the uncle's family and Mu Shuzi, the youngest son of the fourth uncle Mu Hai.

Seven-year-old Mu Shuzi saw six-year-old Mu Yan'er staring at her eggs, pulled out a grimace at her, turned his head and saw Mu Xiwen also staring at him, so he said "hehe" twice with a hippie smile, and swallowed the egg into his stomach in one bite.

The fourth aunt next to her, Luo Shi, gently tapped Mu Shuzi's head, then looked at her and said, "Ah Wen, don't be weird with the Shuzi, he looks like such a clever ghost, but you definitely don't want to rob a child of food, right?" ”

Mu Xiwen: ? Why not? She's not a face-saving person.

Wang knocked on the edge of the table impatiently: "A few days ago, a notice was issued, and it has been raining heavily recently, and the county governor is worried that the dam in Zhaozhuang Village upstream will burst again, so it has decided to advance this year's conscription. ”

Wang paused slightly, and then said: "In the past, several other brothers replaced the third room to serve as a servant, but this year, ...... Isn't the Wei kid also sixteen years old? Since he promised to marry the third family, he is also a member of my Mu family, and he will let him take the quota of the third room this year. ”

The people at the table were quiet, and Mu Xiwen was even more stupid. She had never seen such a brazen person in her last life for more than 20 years, and this life was for her to gain insight, right?

Mu Yue licked his lips and said embarrassedly: "What is this called, how can it be called the quota of Ziyinding's third room?" Don't say that he hasn't married Arwen yet, even if he does, it doesn't make sense. ”

Wang's eyes were raised high, "Third brother, for so many years, your brothers have served for you, you won't be ungrateful at all, right?" Then who will go if Wei boy doesn't go, tell you to go, a cripple? You three rooms have to be lazy for a lifetime? ”

The Zhao family beside her had a white face, her lips trembled and opened and closed a few times, and she almost wanted to stand up and argue with the Wang family.

Mu Yue squeezed her hand, "Ah Niang, I didn't mean that." Since it's the turn of the third room, I'll go this time, it's impossible to ask Ziyin to go......"

"How can you go as a cripple and tell the official to see a joke?" Wang slapped the table, and didn't forget to glare at Mu Xiwen angrily.

Here, as soon as Mu Xiwen's voice fell, he heard 444's excited voice ringing in his head:

[Ding Dong, trigger the second level quest - more soldiers, please lead the host to try to survive.] Completing the mission rewards 300 points, and failing to trigger a random penalty. 】

As soon as Mu Xiwen digested the bad news, he heard Wang scolding Huai again. No, is it true that others take others for fools if they don't get angry?

She swallowed the watery porridge and stood up. "Okay, let the surnamed Wei go!"

In the stunned eyes of everyone, her voice changed: "However, since someone can replace the third room to serve as a servant, shouldn't the land that Grandpa gave to other uncles and uncles take it back?" ”

Under the rules of the Great Wei Dynasty, men were required to serve forced labor from the age of 16 to 60.

Mu Yue broke his leg, and it became difficult to serve, and the grandfather of the original owner, Mu Qingsheng, smoked dry tobacco at home for several days, and finally made a decision - to divide the wealth without separating the family.

The family's 25 acres of land were divided into five parts, one for each of the four brothers, and the rest was used as the coffin money for the old couple.

And Sanfang needs to give three acres of land to other brothers as a reward for other brothers to serve him. In the future, if there is someone who can serve in Sanfang, the three brothers will return the three acres of land to Sanfang.

Mu Qingsheng's arrangement is indeed very suitable, and Mu Yue doesn't have the face to ask a few brothers to help him serve for free. In recent years, the three-room has only two acres of land, and life is the most poor.

But Wang's current statement is very strange, it seems that for so many years, several other rooms have served Mu Yue for free, and Mu Yue is equivalent to spending silver to "pass the shift" (the person who serves the conscription pays to hire someone to serve on behalf of the servant is called the passing) and falls into a lazy word.

After listening to Mu Xiwen's words, not only Wang's face changed, but also the faces of the people in the big room and the fourth room changed. Xiao Wang quietly pulled Mu Shan's sleeve, and Nunu looked unwilling.