Leng Yingchun returned to the room and did not go to bed immediately. Instead, she moved the table to the window, opened the window, and let the moonlight shine. Although it was blurry, she could see clearly what was on the table. @·Wuwu first release~~

She thought for a while, then took out some paper and pen from the cabinet and put it on the table.

Qin Xiaoxiao opened her eyes and saw the thoughtful Leng Yingchun. She yawned and sat up, rubbed her eyes, and murmured in a low voice, "Yingchun, it's so late, why haven't you sleep yet?"

"You keep going to bed, don't worry about me. I still have some things to deal with, and I will go to bed when I'm finished."

Leng Yingchun had already figured out what was in her mind, and picked up the pen and outlined it on the paper.

Qin Xiaoxiao couldn't sleep, so she moved a stool, sat next to Leng Yingchun, watched her things, and put her head on her shoulder, "What are you going to draw?"

"I want to draw a foot-stitched rice threshing machine. Compared with those blacksmiths, I think Anman will be better, but I don't know if he can complete it?"

Leng Yingchun learned agriculture in her previous life and saw many agricultural machinery. Because she was curious about machinery, learned the structure, and assembled them, she still knew how to draw the parts.

"Thresholder?" Qin Xiaoxiao was confused when she heard this, "How did she use that?"

"After the rice is cut, do you need to separate the millet from the rhizome?" Leng Yingchun asked.

"Yes!" Qin Xiaoxiao nodded, "What does it have to do with the thresher?"

"Of course it's related. If you follow the traditional method, you have to manually tie the rice into a thorn and then pound the rice and thresh it. That would be too troublesome. There are so many fields that we can't accomplish with just a few people. Therefore, we need a machine. The so-called "If you want to do a good job, you must first sharpen your tools." Keep trampling on your feet, and you will separate the rice from the rhizome in a flash, saving time and effort."

Leng Yingchun briefly explained her intentions, and she knew that even if she explained the principles and structure too in detail, Qin Xiaoxiao would not understand them.

Qin Xiaoxiao held her chin and looked at Leng Yingchun with admiration, "Why is your brain so powerful? You can think of anything. If you are a man, I will definitely marry you, even if you are a concubine."

"Don't behave yourself, go to bed quickly. Don't wake up tomorrow and say to your aunt that you haven't had a good sleep and are sleepy and tired. Your aunt will say that I'm sleeping too late and disturbing you." Leng Yingchun pushed Qin Xiaoxiao.

Qin Xiaoxiao was so sleepy that she returned to the bed and lay down to continue sleeping.

Leng Yingchun drew paintings all night and finally drew a simple threshing machine.

She described how big each part needed, and he believed that the blacksmith Anman could make it.

The rooster crowed in the distance, which means that a new day is about to begin.

Leng Yingchun was not sleepy, holding her face with both hands and looking at the luminous light outside the window, wondering if Su Jingxian was sleeping well.

A person who had no emotional experience in his previous life came here and fell in love with a young boy at a young age. Even she was surprised by this kind of passion.

She was thinking of Su Jingxian, but he didn't know that he was thinking of her and tossing and turning to sleep.

The subtle and helpless relationship, even if we didn’t meet, made the two people closer.

Zhu Qingqing and Leng Chuangsheng got up early in the morning. Leng Chuangsheng sat under his seat yesterday and weaved a basket of vines. Zhu Qingqing was going to the river to wash the clothes of a whole family.

When she passed by Leng Yingchun's window, she saw Leng Yingchun's face looking crazy. She knew that this girl had someone she liked. When she was still curious about who Leng Yingchun would be interested in, Yu Guang swept the painting on the table and immediately turned a stern face.

She waved her hand in front of Leng Yingchun and brought back Leng Yingchun's thoughts, "Yingchun, you were busy with these things again last night. Can you go to bed early? How can your body bear it?"

"Aunt, I..."

"Go to sleep now!" Zhu Qingqing raised the elder's aura.

Leng Yingchun closed the window and went back to sleep.

Wan Jiaxing walked out, looked at the window that had just been closed, and whispered to Zhu Qingqing, "Auntie, do you always not sleep?"

"No? I'm thinking about strange things all day long, but some things are really useful when they are made." Zhu Qingqing sighed, "This kid can't fuck him. (The next page is more exciting!)

What you've finished is not worry-free."

Wan Jiaxing looked at the window quietly. He wanted to give his own efforts to let Leng Yingchun live a carefree life, but he knew that it was futile, because Leng Yingchun's ability to be self-reliant and self-improvement was better than him, and she did not like his charity.

As soon as Zhu Qingqing walked out of the gate, she saw Qiu Rong not far away asking several villagers to help Gu Fengmill carry it.

She asked curiously, "Brother Qiu Rong, what are you doing?"

"The valley windmill I made in Yingchun said that after the rice is threshed, it can blow away the miscellaneous floes and leave the millet." Qiu Rong had never seen such a thing before, and thought it was quite novel.

"So that's it. The child Yingchun thinks far away. With this thing, it saves a lot of effort." Zhu Qingqing glanced at Leng Yingchun's room, "I just don't know how to cherish myself and don't sleep very late."

Qiu Rong admired Leng Yingchun, knew everything and understood everything, but she also felt sorry for her.

"Yingchun is not for this family. Also, the miracle doctor gave her learning tasks. It's not easy for her. You, just take more responsibility and ask her to pay more attention to rest when you have time. You are still a child. Don't sleep too long."

Zhu Qingqing responded and went to wash her clothes.

Qiu Rong felt that nothing was wrong, so he told Wan Jiaxing to ask Leng Yingchun to check after waking up. If he found any problems, he would tell him.

Wan Jiaxing nodded slightly, sat down and waited patiently. In order to make himself less bored, he took out the medical book to read it.

Liuyun came back with the grass eaten by the horse. Seeing that Wan Jiaxing was absent-minded, he thought he had something to do, so he came over and asked carefully, "Young Master, you are awake!"

"Yeah!" Wan Jiaxing nodded slightly.

"..." Liuyun wanted to speak but stopped, so he went to feed the horse.

Leng Yinghuan came out and saw Wan Jiaxing reading medical books so diligently. He felt ashamed of himself, so he went to practice martial arts next to him.

An hour later, Leng Yingchun came out, and Wan Jiaxing quickly closed the medical book and ran over.

"Little junior sister, Uncle Qiu Rong brought the Gu Fengmill. He said you can check it out if it is easy to use. After giving your opinions, he can modify it."

"Okay, let's see!" Leng Yingchun yawned. She could have slept later when she learned that she could have slept later, but all kinds of bird calls came from the roof, which woke her up.

"Little Junior Sister, you last night..." Wan Jiaxing wanted to say why she didn't ask him to accompany her if she didn't sleep.

But I didn't know what to say.

Leng Yingchun walked over and didn't hear Wan Jiaxing's words. After checking, she felt that there was no problem, so she shouted at Leng Yinghuan, who was practicing martial arts on the roof.

"Huanhuan, you can move these valley windmills to the grocery house. I'll make breakfast. I'll go with me to Lucheng to find a blacksmith."

Leng Yinghuan jumped down and was busy now. Liuyun just finished feeding the horses and helped them together.

Wan Jiaxing ran over in a hurry, "Little Junior Sister, I will go to Lucheng with you..."

"Didn't you tell you before going to bed last night? Are you going to dig some herbs with your master today?"

Leng Yingchun refused Wan Jiaxing's follower, and she felt that she was only limited to the siblings of her seniors and sisters, and would not have much to do with her in the future, so she could not leave any connection.

"This..." Wan Jiaxing lowered his head, and his heart felt a little numb.

Liuyun seemed to see Wan Jiaxing in the stage of emotional ignorance.

He remembered that his wife told him that she would stare at Wan Jiaxing. The woman Wan Jiaxing would marry in the future would definitely meet the Wan Jia standard in all aspects, and told him not to let Wan Jiaxing have too much contact with the girls outside, which would cause unnecessary disputes.

He hurried over and blocked Wan Jiaxing's view, "Young Master, I'm going with you too!"

Wan Jiaxing nodded slightly, and Zhu Qingqing smiled and carried a bucket in with a smile, "Children, see what good things I brought back."

Leng Yingchun saw that two fierce grass carp appeared in front of her. She was surprised and half-joking.

"Oh, Auntie, where did you come from these two big fish? Could it be fished out of the river?"

"Of course not. The fish in the river are not enough to get your teeth stuck. It was the one who fished in the deep pool. (The next page is more exciting!)

, I fished a total of two, and I gave us two, saying that I would repay you to save Haozi and give you one to the miracle doctor."

Zhu Qingqing put down her bucket and went to the open space at the corner to dry her clothes.

Leng Yingchun immediately had an idea and snapped his fingers, "Didn't Aunt Li pickle some sauerkraut? Auntie, you'll ask her for some sauerkraut later. How about we make sauerkraut fish tonight?"

"The pickled cabbage pickled by Aunt Li is famous for its sourness. Do you want to use it for sauerkraut fish? Doesn't this affect the taste of grass carp? Why not fry it and eat it like you did last time?" Qin Xiaoxiao walked out.

"Didn't I just say that I'll make pickled fish in the evening. We can put the pickled fish in water for a while. If it's not so sour, then cook it. Pickled fish is a very delicious food in my hometown. It also requires some seasonings. I'll go to the city later. I'll buy it by the way. You will definitely drink all the soup one by one."

Leng Yingchun reminisces about the past taste and wishes she could taste it immediately.

Everyone stood up and listened, waiting patiently for the food to approach.

Leng Yingchun made Pueraria porridge, and after rushing to finish a bowl, he was about to go to the city with Leng Yinghuan.

Qin Xiaoxiao wanted to follow her, but she thought that Leng Yingchun would stay with the blacksmith for most of the day, so she lost interest.

When they got on the carriage, Leng Chuangsheng collected the last basket in his hand and asked them to sell it to Shen Baiwan along with the prepared piece.

After they put it down, Feng Beier came and also carried a bucket, which was the fish given by Old Man Su. After they called him Master, they put down the bucket, "I don't like eating fish, I'll give it to you!"

Leng Chuangsheng asked him to retreat to the room when he saw Feng Beier.

Feng Beier is quite helpless. She is not a monster. Why does Leng Chuangsheng avoid it every time she comes?

She kindly gave him medicine, but he didn't appreciate it. It was so weird.

Qin Xiaoxiao ran over and stood in front of Feng Beier, "Master, you don't like to eat because of the fishy smell. Yingchun said he would make pickled fish tonight. Do you want to come and eat it with us?"

"I don't want it, you can eat it!" Feng Beier felt her teeth a little sore, so she looked at Wan Jiaxing, "You changed your coat, put on Huanhuan's clothing, and went to the mountains with me to dig herbs."

Wan Jiaxing nodded respectfully and entered his room to change his clothes with Leng Yinghuan's permission.

"You are waiting for me at home, and I will come back in the evening. Master, senior brother, when you go digging herbs, you will bring some wild vegetables back. It will be nice if there are some wild mushrooms."

After Yingchun finished explaining, Leng Yinghuan grabbed the reins of the horse and walked towards Lucheng with the horse quilt.

"Huanhuan, don't drive the carriage too fast, as it is easy to fall, and the junior sister will be afraid." Wan Jiaxing shouted after chasing for a few steps.

Feng Beier smelled a trace of unusualness and walked beside Wanjiaxing, "Have your parents promised you a marriage?"

Wan Jiaxing was so smart that he immediately understood what Feng Beier meant to tell him not to think about Leng Yingchun. The two of them were separated by thousands of mountains and rivers. He pursed his lips and didn't know what to say.

Feng Beier was very satisfied with Wan Jiaxing's expression and pointed to the front, "Let's go, while the sun has not yet risen and the weather is not that hot, let's set off early."

"Yes, Master!" Wan Jiaxing followed Feng Beier's footsteps.

Liuyun also followed...
Chapter completed!