Mu Ling saw that the Yao clan was so convinced of Leng Yuan's fake identity as Zhang Shizi, and immediately whispered mysteriously: "Zhang Shizi said that the food and clothing of the three children will be sent on time every month in the future." ”

"Hmm!" Yao exhaled a long breath, "In this way, we will never worry about the children's next meal again." ”

"Hmm!" The cold abyss was completely dismissed, the danger alarm of the three children was completely lifted, and the good things in Ai Ci's space could be taken out from time to time to enjoy.

Mu Ling instantly felt that the life trapped in the Darun Dynasty did not seem to be as bad as he imagined.

Yao Shi took a few steps outside with his things, and came back with a wipe of his head, "No, Ling'er, you gave birth to three sons for Zhang Shizi, and took good care of him for six hundred and sixty-five days, there is no merit and hard work!" How can he just care about the expenses of his three children and not you? ”

"Auntie." Mu Ling looked at Yao's family, and said in a serious voice: "Do you think, the dignified prince of the world, he entered a farmer's family after losing his memory due to injury, for him, it is simply a great shame!" ”

Yao's face was timid, and he nodded frequently.

"If he intends to take the three children away, we can't stop it, and we can't stop it." Mu Ling analyzed the pros and cons in a matter-of-fact manner, "Now, he is willing to keep his three children with us, and he has also promised that the three children will spend all their expenses in the future, which is already the best result." For the rest, let's not think about it. ”

Mu Ling was afraid that the Yao clan would not give up, so he added, "So as not to cause trouble and destroy the Nine Clans!" Destroy the Nine Clans! ”

"Don't worry! A-Niang's mouth has always been tighter than a mussel shell! Yao Shi glanced at Mu Ling deeply and sighed, "It's... You're seventeen by the end of the year! Yuan'er's identity is so noble, three wives and four concubines are not a problem, but Ling'er, you, will be lonely for the rest of your life. ”

Mu Ling: "......" She has Ai Ci, she doesn't have to worry about eating and drinking, and she has three sons, so she enjoys her family and doesn't have to wait for a dog man.

In the days to come, you can be as moisturized as you want to be as much as you want, how can you be lonely?

But these words, Mu Ling couldn't say to Yao.

After a difference of more than a thousand years, it is useless to say.

Mu Ling smiled, picked up a bag of things on the ground and opened it, while trying to change the topic, "This jade shoot, make soup with pig bones, add a small piece of cinnamon, the taste is tsk, that's called a positive." ”

The skin of the hostels is brownish-yellow with small black spots, and it is dark pink when peeled.

Boiled out with pork bone cinnamon, it is powdery, fresh and fragrant!

"I really don't have to say what it tastes." Yao swallowed his saliva and said with a wry smile: "It's just a bit water-consuming." ”

"Pork chopped stuffing dumplings, this doesn't cost water, right?" Ai Ci Space has an inexhaustible supply of natural snow mountain glacier mineral water. But there have been droughts for many years and water shortages everywhere, so Mu Ling can only act at the opportunity.

"Washing pork, kneading dough, still need water." Yao said this, but he still took the white noodle bag with joy.

Yao walked to the kitchen with white noodles in one hand and pork in the other, and said to himself: "It's been more than an hour, and no matter how long the line to fetch water is, it's his turn." ”

Yao just got into the kitchen, "Yo! His father came back with water. ”

"Hmm." Mu Daqiang replied sullenly, caught a glimpse of Yao carrying something in both hands, thinking that it was still what Xie Li was giving to Mu Ling yesterday, and he didn't care.

Yao turned his head and shouted to the west room: "Ling'er! Your dad is back carrying water. ”

"Got it, A-Niang." Mu Ling found that there was still a shortage of cooking wine, so he hurriedly made up for it, and then he was satisfied with the bamboo basket containing the spice jar and went to the kitchen.

"Ling'er, I salted the pig bones." Yao Shi scooped flour into the wooden basin and said, "Your father only picked up a small half bucket of water and came back, and it was not muddy, and it was enough to cook a meal." ”

"It's okay, Auntie, it's okay to just eat dumplings at night." Mu Ling walked to the closet, put the spice jars in the bamboo basket one by one, and after saying to Yao, he asked Mu Daqiang, "Daddy, are the villagers of Jinhua Village bullying you and won't let you carry water?" ”

"Not really." Mu Daqiang depressedly took out a small piece of broken silver from his body and put it on the stove on the side of Yao's wooden basin, "I rushed home with two halves of water full of joy, and suddenly more than a dozen cavalry rushed out behind me. The horse of one of the cavalrymen overturned half a bucket of water over me. ”

"The cavalry leader is quite reasonable, knowing that now that there is a drought, half a bucket of water is not easy to come by, so he took the initiative to compensate me for this piece of broken silver, and kindly asked me about the way to Mujia Village."

"Cavalry?" Mu Ling's heart turned, "It can't be a ringing horse, right?" "Yesterday, she and Ai Ci killed five ringing horses near Heigangzhai. Today, there are cavalry going to Mujia Village, I hope it is just a coincidence.

The Mu family is ruthless, but she doesn't want the hundreds of villagers in Mujia Village to become the ghosts of Xiangma's knife.

"It's not." Mu Daqiang shook his head, "I heard them say, 'Be sure to rush to Mujia Village before dark, find Miss Mu, and strive to go back to Zhang Shizi as soon as possible.'" ’”

Zhang Shizi?

Mu Ling's hand shook, and the sugar jar almost fell to the ground.

"Zhang Shizi" is just a tool person she compiled based on Leng Yuan and used to cover up Ai Ci's space, why did he send someone to Mujia Village to find Miss Mu today?

It's true that you can't talk about ghosts at night, and you can't talk about people during the day.

"Zhang Shizi? Send someone to Mujia Village to find Miss Mu? Yao stopped his face-to-face movements and looked at Mu Ling, "Ling'er, you said, the Mu girl that Zhang Shizi sent someone to find, could it be you?" ”

"Impossible!" Mu Ling shook his head frantically, absolutely impossible! Leng Yuan's identity as Zhang Shizi was made up casually by her, and it was fake! Leng Yuan is Leng Yuan, Zhang Shizi is Zhang Shizi, they are not the same person.

But Mu Ling couldn't say this. If you say that, in the future, you won't be able to take out the good things in Ai Ci's space every once in a while and enjoy them.

"Ah Niang, if 'Zhang Shizi' has something to look for me, he will naturally send someone directly to Jinhua Village. Besides, I'm a mother of three children, where am I still a 'girl'? ”

Yao nodded, "That's right." ”

Mu Ling secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and exhaled - it can be regarded as a fool.

Yao continued to meet and reconcile, and suddenly stopped, "He only woke up last night and left overnight, is it possible to think that he left from Mujia Village?" ”

Mu Ling: "......" Last night, when Leng Yuan woke up, his memory did stay on the night he fell asleep, and he also denied his identity as a fisherman... No! This is not the point, the point is that Leng Yuan's identity as Zhang Shizi was made up by her casually, and it is a fake.

Now, Zhengpai Zhang Shizi happened to send his subordinates to Mujia Village to find Miss Mu, which has nothing to do with Leng Yuan, let alone her.

But Mu Ling couldn't say these words, so she had to follow Leng Yuan's fake identity and said: "This morning, before I left with him, I gave him a note, which was written in detail 'Mu Ling, a newly settled villager in Jinhua Village, Yunxiang County, Zhangzhou'. I even asked him to read it to me. ”

Glancing at Yao, Mu Ling continued: "After all, he promised that every month in the future, he would send someone to deliver supplies or silver taels to the three children on time. If the address is wrong, I won't be able to receive it. ”

Yao nodded frequently, "It's still Ling'er who thinks thoughtfully." ”

Mu Daqiang heard it in a fog, he looked at Mu Ling, and then at Yao, "What do you mean, Yuan'er is... Zhang Shizi?!