So, after Yang Mu cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks, he took the ball into the West House.

Mu Dalang was immersed in writing "Mu Gui", and when he saw her come in, he said lightly: "Is business good this morning?" ”

Speaking of this, Yang Mu was very happy, and his eyebrows fluttered: "How much silver do you guess I earned?" ”

Mu Dalang raised his eyes to see her happy appearance, sighed secretly in his heart, and said, "Four taels or five taels?" ”

I eat other people's food, drink other people's, and live in other people's people, where is the right to play temper? Isn't it just a piece of cake? I just don't care about her.

But why didn't he give him cake?

Forget it, he's a soft eater!

What's wrong with eating soft rice? Don't you deserve to have a cake?

Mu Dalang had all kinds of entanglements in his mind.

Yang Mu raised his eyebrows and said, "Four taels and five dollars are more!" ”

She looked at Mu Dalang with big eyes, and the meaning of anticipation was very obvious.

Mu Dalang smelled the fragrance of the girl on the tip of his nose, and looked at the girl's bright smile, and he had long forgotten about the cake.

The girl waited with a face full of "praise me", and finally heard the praise.

"Not bad!"

"Haha!" Yang Muxi Zizi.

When he saw the boy in white in the morning, Yang Mu still felt that the appearance of the boy in white was more exquisite, but now when he looked at Mu Dalang, he realized that Mu Dalang's cheek lines were hard and tasteful.

I want to eat his mind is stronger, what should I do?

Mu Dalang didn't know Yang Mu's thoughts, but he just finished his notebook, and then pointed to the words on it and began to teach word by word.

In Yang Mu's view, this is a book that borrows part of the story of the original owner, and art comes from life.

The heroine in the book, Qin Mu, was originally a concubine of the Protector's Mansion, and later went to the Taoist Temple to recuperate because of illness.

As a result, the nurse who followed was a money-eyed and bold woman, and she actually sold the little master to Renyazi.

The little girl Qin Mu was sold by people's teeth, and finally settled in a mountain village.

What happened in the village, like the original owner, was bullied.

Later, after Qin Mu's adoptive mother died, she seemed to be a different person, suddenly became tougher, and split up.

Once, when Qin Mu went to the county seat, he got acquainted with a suave son, who recognized and informed the heroine of her identity with the small gourd she was wearing.

The heroine finally took her adoptive mother's son, followed the son to the capital, returned to the Protectorate Mansion to recognize her ancestors, and became a veritable young lady of the family.

Mu Dalang looked at Yang Mu's eyes and asked seriously, "If you were Qin Mu, would you go back to Beijing?" ”

Yang Mu thought for a while and said, "Yes." After all, the capital is more prosperous and more convenient. And there is the best education in the capital, and when the stone is three years old, it is time to be enlightened. ”

can live a salted fish life with fine clothes and fine food, who wants to get up early and beg for a life in the dark?

Mu Dalang's ancient eyes lit up, and the stone in his heart fell to the ground.

At this moment, he didn't know why he cared about whether this girl would return to Beijing, and he didn't know why he was inexplicably happy when he heard this girl say that she wanted to return to Beijing.

Mu Dalang looked at Yang Mu with deep eyes, and said step by step: "You haven't thought about it, will your father and mother be like Qin Mu, a very high official?" ”

Yang Mu was stimulated by Mu Dalang's words, his brain was confused, and his only childhood memory suddenly came flooding.

It was a sea of chrysanthemums.

In the sea of flowers, there is a swing shelf on which a little girl sits.

In the elegant fragrance of chrysanthemums, from time to time there is the laughter of a little girl like a silver bell.

"An Qing, taller, taller!"

……

Yang Mu tried hard to see the girl's face clearly, but because the time was too long, he really couldn't remember it.

Mu Dalang looked at Yang Mu in a daze with burning eyes, did she remember something?

Yang Mu slowly came back to his senses, looked at Mu Dalang's expression, smiled bitterly, and said, "Maybe my father and mother are selling flowers." ”

It's still selling chrysanthemums.

Mu Dalang took a breath without a trace, that son of the god of war was only afraid that he would be said to be selling flowers for the first time, right?

He wanted to induce Yang Mu's memory again, but saw Yang Mu stand up and said, "I'm going to go to Carpenter Li, you look at the stone." ”

Now that Mu Dalang can walk around on the ground, he can naturally watch the child.

Yang Mu sold a box in the morning, so he had to go to Carpenter Li to make one more.

She looked at the pile of wood waste in Carpenter Li's yard, and she had an idea, rubbed Carpenter Li's tools, and made a set of building blocks for Yang Stone.

Yang Mu was varnishing the building blocks while calculating.

This kid doesn't have a place to play every day, just messing with Qiuqiu, and it's not a solution, he is lying with Qiuqiu at noon today to dry his belly.

No, you have to find a school and send Xiaodouding to enlightenment.

Otherwise, this kid should learn the "boom" stunt of Qiuqiu.

The varnish needed to dry for a few days, so Yang Mu came back from Carpenter Li's house.

At the gate of the courtyard, I met the big black dog of the old Yang family who was wandering at the door.

Since the separation, the big black dog will come to see her and the stone from time to time, and rub the rice by the way.

Yang Mu opened the courtyard gate and let the big black dog into the courtyard.

The big black dog found his own bowl outside the stove house, and there was already a steamed bun and a few bones in the bowl.

The big black dog ate, wagged his big tail and went to play with Yang Shi for a while, and then went to greet Mu Dalang, and completed all the check-ins for today, and then left satisfied.

Yang Mu was already cooking in the stove house, and when it was time to eat in the evening, Carpenter Li brought his son to repair the bed in the east house together.

Yang Mu looked at the brand-new bed with some regret, tsk, I can't rub the West House.

When and what month can I eat Mu Dalang in my mouth?

The three of them ate, locked the courtyard door, and slept separately.

Over there, Daddy Chen was holding a work assignment meeting for his three sons.

"Let's do it here, seal the roof of the backyard tomorrow morning, and remember to press the red cloth under the beams!"

The youngest son asked, "Dad, which piece to press?" ”

They have a lot of red cloths, big, small, new, old......

If the employer has money, he buys a large piece of new red cloth, and if the money is not tight, he presses a small old red cloth.

In fact, the so-called old red cloth will not be used, but it will fade after a few years.

Father Chen's cigarette pouch and pot knocked on his youngest son's head and reprimanded: "Which piece do you say to use?" With new, of course! How much meat did Mu Yatou eat for us? Why don't you have a conscience? ”

As he spoke, he was going to knock his younger son again.

The eldest son hurriedly stopped and said, "Dad, don't be angry, the third brother's mouth is faster than his heart." ”

Father Chen was puzzled, and knocked his son again before continuing to assign work.

"Seeing that it's the rainy season, cover the roof of the toilet and don't slip and fall into the pit."

The eldest son interjected: "There is also the small firewood house without a roof next to the stove house, if it is the rainy season, the firewood will be wet." ”

Father Chen was very satisfied with his eldest son, and nodded hurriedly: "Yes, yes, cover the firewood room too." ”

He pointed to his youngest son, "Tomorrow you will go and cut the thatch and tie it into a straw mat." ”

The youngest son was not happy, "Okay, let me practice building the roof this time!" "He's the youngest, he's only been working in the masonry for two years, and he can't count the bricks and angles of the roof.

Father Chen knocked him again and said, "Mu Yatou is a good girl, we have to cover her well, don't get involved, let you get it next time." ”

The youngest son opened his mouth, thinking that what his father said was also right.

Although he can't build a roof, he is a good hand at weaving straw mat roofs.

For Miss Yang's sake, he will make her a thick roof tomorrow.

The roof grass of other people's houses is six-layered, and he tied nine layers to Miss Yang, which will definitely not leak rain!

Father Chen also instructed his sons to work lightly tomorrow and not to break bricks.

The small meeting opened a cup of tea, then broke up and went to sleep.

Before long, the courtyard was filled with snoring that had already begun to rise and fall.

The old Yang family next door also fell asleep one after another.

Lai's lay on the bed and pretended to sleep, but after her husband Yang Nan fell asleep, she suddenly opened her eyes.