Xiao Cui hugged Elder Liu's arm with a hippie smile, kept swaying back and forth, and said playfully:

"Aunt Liu is so amazing! After a while, I organized these people into four phalanxes, and these rules in the army, can Aunt Liu teach me more! ”

When starting from Baihu Village, although there were four team leaders appointed by Yang Ming, the team still changed the soup and did not change the medicine, and under the leadership of Xiaocui, they rushed to Heimu Village.

Sun Simiao has never led soldiers, and he always feels that there is something wrong with this formation, but he can't say.

Elder Liu, who was accompanying him, couldn't stand it, stopped the advancing team, rudely taught Xiao Cui and the four group leaders the basic operation of the march, and complained about Yang Ming as the shopkeeper by the way.

Half an hour's journey from Baihu Village to Heimu Village.

Elder Liu rode a war horse, wielding a leather whip vigorously, and through continuous scolding, several rounds of whipping, the four small phalanxes practiced while walking, and they began to look like each other.

The combat effectiveness is not strong, but at least the appearance can bluff people!

This is not! Zhong Kai was scared out of a cold sweat!

"The young master of your family said that he plans to transport the materials back to Daizhou first, and the affairs here will be taken care of for you for the time being, and you will be the housekeeper here in the future, and this Heimu Village will also be renamed Yangjiabao!"

"Before I take care of everything in Yangjiabao, I will stay by my side to assist you, including teaching you martial arts and the art of war. The training will be handed over to Zhong Kai, if you don't understand, you can ask him for advice! ”

When Xiao Cui heard this, she jumped up happily, hugged Elder Liu and spun around.

"Yay! Finally, I don't have to go back to the Wu family as a funeral object! Long live the young master! Aunt Liu, let's live together in the future! Please take care of Aunt Liu! ”

Elder Liu's original name was Liu Yun, 45 years old this year, from Lu County, Youzhou. Like the other elders, she was a slave captured by the Khitan Yuling tribe before she met Lin Bingyan.

Now, he has followed Lin Bingyan for many years.

Lin Bingyan was disheartened and went north to Youzhou, and happened to meet the Khitan Liluo who came to fight the autumn wind, so he was angry and chased hundreds of kilometers angrily.

But he accidentally entered the territory of the Yuling tribe.

Lin Bingyan indiscriminately caught the Khitans and cut them down, and the martial arts against the sky were like tigers entering the flock, and the Yuling tribe was stunned. The leader of the Yuling tribe, who was good, had just woken up and had breakfast before Lin Bingyan held him hostage.

In the days that followed, the Shandong Shi clan was wiped out, and the news that the Lin clan had been slaughtered reached the Khitan.

Lin Bingyan also completely gave birth to Yang Xiong, from love to hate, began to take root in the Khitan, and slowly accepted the enthusiastic leader and gave birth to Lin Wan'er.

Liu Yun and the four of them also followed Lin Bingyan's remarriage and became personal maids.

It was not until the Khitan tribes annexed each other in the later period and the Yuling Department rebelled that Lin Bingyan fled to Youzhou with the young Lin Wan'er and lived in seclusion in Baihu Village.

To put it bluntly! Lin Bingyan and Lin Wan'er's mother and daughter, except for their alluring appearance and the value of force against the sky, they don't understand anything else.

The silly white sweet of the ancient version of the standard!

Yang Ming asked Liu Yun to assist Xiaocui, and he also took a fancy to Liu Yun's ability. After all, the person who can make Baihu Village prosperous in more than ten years is better than Xiaocui no matter how bad it is.

Everyone has strengths and strengths.

Like what:

Liu Yun is suitable for being a life coach, Xiaocui is suitable for being the housekeeper of Yang Jiabao, Zhong Kai is suitable for helping to train soldiers, and Ergouzi is suitable for helping Yang Ming carry wood!

The style of painting has changed,

By the Zama River.

Twists and turns of bamboo pipes are spread all over the slope, and at the end of the bamboo pipes is the endless acres of dry land outside the village.

The land of Baihu Village is very fertile, Lin Bingyan is afraid of trouble, so for the safety of the people in the village, she chooses the cultivation place on the periphery of the village.

Originally, it was located by the river, and the geographical location of the cultivated land was relatively low, so it was usually much easier to get water.

But coincidentally, in order to choose concealment, there is a slope between the cultivated land and the river on the periphery of Baihu Village.

This slope is relatively ordinary, but it makes the people in charge of fetching water in the village every day miserable, time-consuming and laborious.

On the slope, Yang Ming calmly sat in a wheelchair, relying on his memories in the countryside to carefully revise the drawings of the Quyuan plow.

The second dog, who served as the commander-in-chief of the installation of the waterwheel, had dark circles under his eyes and ran tirelessly before and after, for fear of any mistakes in the installation process.

spent a lot of manpower and material resources, but he didn't have much hope for the giant waterwheel made by Yang Ming.

"Hey, hey, hey!"

Under the command of the second dog, a group of young strong men, rolled up their trousers, rolled up their sleeves, stepped on the beach in the shallow water of the river, and barked.

The left and right sides of the river are densely packed with onlookers from Baihu Village, who are curious to look at the masterpiece of the white-faced boy who sits on the coffin board every day.

Watch as the villagers pull ropes from different directions and erect a tall windmill that took two days to build in the middle of the river.

In the middle of the river, the endless flow of the river made the giant windmill slowly spin, and the bamboo tubes hanging on the windmill were also filled with water.

As it rotates to the highest point, the water on the bamboo tube is poured into the pre-made aqueduct ditch. In this way, the continuous flow of river water began to flow slowly from the aqueduct to the bamboo pipe on the hillside, so as to be transported to the dry land outside the village...