Chronicle of Farming in Muxianfu

Chapter 47 Gift of the Knife
When the sky was slightly pale, Mu Ai managed to get up. She slept drowsily all night, her hands and feet were sore and heavy, and her head was also slightly swollen. She moved to the table and poured a bowl of herbal tea to drink. I feel much better.Maybe it's thinking by day and dreaming at night.Last night when Ouyang was sent to deliver the medicine, she was in no mood to do the work, so she dismissed the maids, washed up hastily, and went to bed, but she didn't expect to have a restful night's sleep.The dream was like a film replay of the scenes when she had a high fever when she was a child, and her grandma kept watch over her all night.At that time, her parents had their own lives, and no one ever remembered that she was such a poor little girl. If the monthly support payments were remitted on time, it would be considered that she had fulfilled her obligations, and any extra concern was delusional.She often cried in grandma's arms, especially when she was sick, grandma would coax her while wiping her tears.However, after her grandparents passed away, she never cried again. She learned to cook, wash clothes, take care of herself, and bear everything by herself...

Sighing, he shook his head vigorously, as if shaking off the boredom in his heart.He casually grabbed a thick pine green cloak and draped it over his body, walked out of the room lightly, and walked slowly in the yard, occasionally expanding his chest. The cold and fresh air in the winter morning was inhaled into his chest cavity, and his mind became clearer and refreshed.It is estimated that this time is Mao Shizhong, everyone has not woken up yet, the whole compound is quiet, trying to concentrate the spiritual power on the ears, and only then can I hear the crackling from the stove in the front yard dedicated to the ground heating Voice.

Mu Ai smiled slightly. It was winter and the weather was cold. She asked Guo Huai to arrange a vigil. Safety was one aspect. In this way, everyone in the house can rest assured to have a warm sleep.During the day, it is much simpler. Aunt Guo and the others are busy in the big kitchen, taking care of the stove by the way, scooping up hot water for laundry or bathing, which is very convenient.

Together with the rare mischievous heart, Mu Ai is going to transport the aura to the eyes again, and wants to try to see if he can see farther and clearer.Before it started, she heard the sound of someone gradually walking in from the outer courtyard. Finally, the footsteps stopped at the door but did not move. She turned her head to look at the courtyard door. After waiting for a while, there was still no movement. She guessed in her heart that this person might be fine. Malicious, on the contrary, I want to wait for myself to report something after I wake up.I was curious about who got up so early. On weekdays, they came into the courtyard to serve at the end of the spring and autumn equinoxes, so I asked casually, "Who is outside the courtyard?"

The people outside the yard obviously didn't expect Mu Ai to be in the yard, and they replied after a few seconds, "Ma'am, it's the villain who came back.

"Oh, it's Ouyang's guard! Why did you rush back overnight, but what's going on with Uncle Xiao?" Mu Ai heard that it was Ouyang Jingwu, worried that the medicine would not work, and hurriedly asked.

"Return to Madam, at the end of midnight this morning, the young master's high fever has subsided." Ouyang Jingwu was still so concise, only talking about the results, without saying a word.

Mu Ai finally let go of her heart that had been lifted all night. She stretched out her hands and raised her head above her head. She let out a long breath and said with a cheerful voice, "Thank you, Ouyang. Go back and sleep for a while. I will let someone give you breakfast." You keep it, you just need to rest."

"Mrs. Xie. Uh... madam, there is something I would like to ask you to tell me."

"It's fine to call yourself 'I' from now on, no need to be too polite. What's the matter with you? Tell me, I'll tell you what I know." Two people answered each other across the courtyard door.

Ouyang Jingwu took down the carefully wrapped knife from his back, stroked it lovingly, and then said, "Madam, can you tell me who made this knife?"

"Knife?" Mu Ai froze for a moment, and it took him a while to remember that last night, he took out that Japanese sword from the space and sent him to defend himself on the road.She had lived in a small village in the north of Heilongjiang since she was a child. There were no special products there, and there was not much land, but it was a base during the Anti-Japanese War.The origin of this sword, my grandfather once said that my great-grandfather pulled it out from the hands of a very dead Japanese officer. The old man cherished it very much and kept it carefully.She is not interested in verifying the authenticity, but there is indeed a line of Japanese engraved on the bottom of the blade, which can barely confirm that it is a Japanese product.Later, when grandma passed away, she went out to study and travel. She took time to go back to her hometown, sold her ancestral house, collected all the old things into the space, and this knife followed her.Last night, I originally wanted to take out the Tibetan knife that I bought during my trip to Tibet, but I thought it was a bit funny for Ouyang to use a small knife for such a big man, so I took it out.However, when it came to the original time and space, she couldn't tell the truth, so she had to change her words.

"Oh, you mean the knife that the housekeeper gave you last night. I don't know who made it. It's called a war knife. It was an old thing handed down by my ancestors. It's a long time ago. Originally, I could I'll ask you the old people at home, but they all died, so I'm afraid..."

Ouyang Jingwu also heard what everyone said in private about his wife's tragic life experience, so he stopped asking, "I'm sorry, madam. I'll come back in the afternoon...give it back to madam."

The words were very straightforward, but Mu Ai could still hear the deep reluctance in his tone, and couldn't help but smile slightly, women like beautiful clothes, men like knives, guns and sticks, this common sense seems to be applicable in any time and space ah.It can be heard that the Ouyang guard must love this Japanese sword very much, anyway, he can't use it anyway, and he is his own guard, so he should have a good knife, so he said generously, "Since the Ouyang guard likes it, take it Use it, as the guard of our house, you should be equipped with a good knife. However, you should pack it well on weekdays, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble."

"Really?" Ouyang Jingwu exclaimed, somewhat unbelievable.After all, a good weapon is really important to a martial arts practitioner, not to mention it can easily create a legend, and sometimes even raise a martial arts family.

"Really, I don't know martial arts, so it's useless to keep it, since you can use it, then take it." Mu Ai told him again affirmatively.

Ouyang Jingwu didn't hesitate any longer, held the saber in both hands, knelt on the ground with a 'plop', regardless of whether Mu Ai could see it in the courtyard, kowtowed three times respectfully, and shouted, "Thank you, Mrs. , I, Ouyang Jingwu, hereby swear to heaven that as long as I stay by Madam's side for a day, I will fulfill my duty and do my best, and if I slack off in the slightest, heaven and earth will perish."

Mu Ai didn't expect him to be so excited. Thinking about it, it's just an idle thing in his hands, and now it's worth meeting someone who loves and values ​​it so much.So, he said with a smile, "Guard Ouyang doesn't have to be like this, let's go rest."

Then he turned around quickly and went back to the room. Ouyang was so loud that everyone in the yard might have been woken up. It would be inappropriate for her to stay outside.

Ouyang Jingwu obviously thought of this too, he blamed himself in his heart for a moment of excitement, he kowtowed his head respectfully again three more times, and then went back to rest with difficulty concealing his joy.

Sure enough, in less than a quarter of an hour, Mu Ai clumsily pulled out two floors of the beehives in the space, controlled most of the honey in the porcelain jar, and when she was wiping her hands, Chun Equinox whispered outside the hall door, "Ma'am, get up Is it? May I come in and serve?"

"Come on in, I'm up early."

The spring equinox was still carrying the kettle, followed by Xia Zhi, who was holding a clean handkerchief and a copper basin, and the two saluted with smiles, "Congratulations madam, we have all heard that the young master's fever has receded, this is a good time." Ma'am, you can rest easy."

Xia Zhi walked to the cabinet by the wall and took out a box containing toiletries, and said, "No, Madam got up so early today, it must be because she didn't sleep well last night because of worry."

"Children's illness is much more dangerous than that of adults. Besides, there is only such a young master in Xiao's house. I feel sorry for the parents of the world. My eldest brother and his wife must be in a hurry." Mu Ai covered the mouth of the altar, and walked into the bathroom while talking, Gently rolled up her cuffs, then took some water to wet her cheeks, took the facial cleanser bottle in Xia Zhi's hand, squeezed out a little bit, rubbed out foam and applied it on her face.

Xia Zhi was like a little bee, cheerfully surrounding his wife to help pass handkerchiefs and squeeze toothpaste, very busy.Chun Equinox also smiled and let her do the work. She went into the inner room, tidied up the bed and clothes, and picked them out in the closet, feeling in her heart that Madam is smart. A few days ago, she asked Wen Bo to make a few simple mountain-shaped hangers. , It looks simple, but it is very easy to use. Every dress can be hung up and placed, and there is no need to worry about pleats. It is also convenient to choose.After choosing carefully for a while, she finally chose a light blue jacket with a butterfly skirt trimmed with silver silk.I can't help feeling sorry, Madam's skin is fair, and it's winter now, wearing some crimson or silver red brocade will be very beautiful and outstanding, but unfortunately, Madam is a widow, although I hope that my relatives can be found safely , Insisting on not observing filial piety and offering sacrifices, but the clothes are still very plain.Most of the wardrobes are jade-colored, tooth-colored, light-blue cotton dresses, and the embroidered patterns are also simple and simple. Even the few brocade dresses that are not often worn are all darker in color. I also complained that I couldn't make some beautiful dresses for my wife.

Xia Zhi didn't know what he said, which made Madam laugh non-stop.Chun Equinox stepped forward and helped Madam sit in front of the dressing table to tie her hair, and asked with a smile, "Madam, what did Xia Zhi say that made you so happy?"

Mu Ai casually took out a one-foot-square mirror and put it in front of her, "Her, when I was washing, I stood nearby. I was afraid of splashing water on her body, so I told her to stay away, but she said, I wash my face." It smells good, I need to take a few more breaths." As he spoke, he remembered Xia Zhi's strange way of sucking his little nose just now and laughed again.

(End of this chapter)