As soon as dinner was finished, Abu took Xiao An out for a walk on horseback.
Abu has a cheerful and lively personality, and he quickly endeared himself to everyone, even Yun Niang became less wary.
Xiao An has become Abu's little tail. He admires Abu for being able to wield a knife, ride a horse, and do somersaults. He also praises himself and eats with him.
These are things Song Zhenping, the older brother, cannot do.
There was nothing that could be done about it. Song Zhenping was so worn down by the previous sufferings that he had only one breath left, and had long since lost the innocence and enthusiasm of a young man.
Abu is only sixteen years old, and he is an energetic boy. He has not grown up like Xiao An, so they naturally have their own way of getting along.
Everyone in the Song family regarded Xiao An as a sick child.
I felt that he had been wronged before, but now he was focused on making amends. He was always coaxing, taking care of, and comforting, for fear that Xiao An might feel uncomfortable in some way.
No matter how human he is, Hei Jin plays with Xiao An, but he is also a mute pet, whose thinking is different from that of humans.
Only Abu doesn't spoil Xiao An, let alone treat Xiao An as a patient.
"Sister Song, your little An is too squeamish. Boys should behave like boys. Let's see how I teach Xiao An."
If you were wrong, you would say it, but the two would not give in to the fight, leaving Xiao An, who was timid in speaking, to yell.
He even took Xiao An to ride a horse, and Yun Niang was so frightened that she chased after them.
I take the ointment every day, and then I ride a horse and run dozens of miles every day, and I come back feeling refreshed and refreshed.
I have to say that Abu's method is very effective. In just three days, Xiao An was already walking like a thudding sound and talking like a young man with his head held high.
In fact, Song Liyun also wants to learn to ride a horse. In this era where communication relies on shouting and transportation relies on walking, horses are the fastest means of transportation.
In the past, Ju Qing's horse was disobedient, so she had no chance to learn. Now, Abu and Xiao An are training the horse again, and her heart has become more active.
But she couldn't leave, Zhao Ashi asked her to keep her promise and tell her what a windmill was.
Song Liyun saw that he could not escape, so he called Song Zhenping, and the three of them started a small class.
She first talked about a foreign land where people used wood to build large windmills with wide leaves on mountain tops, grasslands, and windy places on the seaside.
The windmill rotates to drive the stone mill below, which can be used to grind grain, grind flour, extract oil, and transfer water from one place to another.
Song Zhenping chatted casually: "With such a big mill that works day and night, how much grain would have to be ground?"
He knew that his sister had read it from the heavenly book, and it would be a good thing if it were made.
But he just wanted to think about it and no longer took it to heart.
After the previous blow, Yun'er also said that everyone has their own abilities and cannot think of everything.
He now relaxes his mind and concentrates on farming, treating these things as gossip and entertainment.
Zhao Tingduo listened carefully, his blood boiled with excitement, and his eyes were dark.
Song Liyun said that the power of windmills can be used to lift water from a low place to a high place and transfer it from one place to another.
There are not many places with rivers on the wide grassland.
Every river valley with water and grass is the source of conflicts among various tribes.
If we could change the direction of a river and create a large pasture with abundant water and grass to feed livestock,
Just like farmers in the Wu Dynasty plowing their fields, you can truly become the masters of the grassland.
Before Zhao Tingduo could get excited, he heard Song Zhenping say: "Yun'er, do you think we can still build windmills on the grassland?
Those Di tribesmen are naturally fond of robbing, who wants to spend money repairing windmills?"
Song Liyun laughed: "The Di people are also human beings, born from parents, and they are born to like to fight and kill.
There are bad people everywhere, and it is precisely because life on the grassland is difficult, and if you don't take what others have, you will freeze to death and starve to death, that's why those people do this.
If the Di people had built houses and settled down on grasslands like the Wu Dynasty, and had enough food and clothing to live their lives, they would not want to fight and plunder, and the Wu Dynasty border would not be in constant fear every day."
The Di people are human beings too!
In the Wu Dynasty, which was full of hatred for the Di people, there were still people who spoke for the Di people?
Zhao Tingduo took a breath for a moment and looked at the girl opposite.
At this time, Song Liyun was wearing a pink-blue jacket and a side bun. There were no gold and silver hairpins on her head, only a lavender hairband.
The oval face that has become plump has bright almond eyes.
Because he was smiling, a slight dimple appeared at the corner of his mouth.
The orange candlelight shone on her body, swaying, as if her whole body was shining brightly.
Zhao Tingduo was a little absent-minded. He had been in and out of Hecheng since he was a child, and he had seen many of the ladies.
But none of them had the inexplicable reassuring temperament that Song Liyun had at this moment.
But... this is just a girl from an ordinary military family!
"Miss Song, where did you hear these... magical stories?" Zhao Tingduo tried his best to suppress his racing heart and said calmly.
"Before I came to Ruijin Town, I worked as a handyman in a restaurant in the county. When I had nothing to do, I listened to those who were traveling in the caravan bragging and chatting. I don't know if it is true."
Song Liyun replied without blinking.
Song Zhenping blinked. He remembered flipping through several heavenly books and looking at the color pictures inside.
I think I once saw something that looked like a wooden house with four leaves on top. Now that I think about it, it looks very similar to the windmill that Yun'er mentioned.
However, he naturally responded to what Yun'er said: "Yes, it's what Yun'er heard from others before."
Zhao Tingduo: "...!"
If Song Zhenping hadn't added something harshly later, I would have believed it.
The next day, Song Liyun had to deliver food to the guard station again.
Now in April, every household in Suijin Town has a vegetable plot, and the few acres of land dug out by the health department are already green.
But only Song Zhenping can grow vegetables such as beans, peppers and pumpkins.
When Song Liyun went to the back kitchen of the guardhouse, Luo Baihu was also there, eating with his rice bowl and talking to Wang Junquan.
He missed his meal, so the kitchen opened a small stove for him.
As soon as he saw Song Liyun, Luo Lun immediately threw down his bowl and shouted: "Girl Song, come here. I heard that you cook delicious food. I caught up today and just showed off your skills."
Song Liyun was actually thinking about how to thank Luo Baihu these days. She also wanted to ask how the Tianxiang Tower matter was being handled.
Now Luo Baihu wants to cook her own food, whether early or late. I'm afraid it's not as simple as just eating the food. Thinking of this, she naturally agreed.
Song Liyun did not ask someone to send a message to Baolinju to ask for some of his usual seasonings, but directly used the ingredients from the Weisuo.
There were pork, sauerkraut and acorn vermicelli in the kitchen, so Song Liyun wanted to make a simple pork stewed vermicelli.
The fire-headed soldiers attacked her.
First soak the vermicelli in hot water, chop the onion, ginger and garlic and set aside. Then take out a pickled cabbage from the pickled cabbage jar, wash it and cut it into thin strips.
These things are always available in the guardhouse.
When the pot on the stove is hot, Song Liyun puts the finely chopped sauerkraut shreds into the pot and stir-fries to remove some of the water, which makes the sour aroma of the sauerkraut stronger.
When the sour aroma came out, Song Liyun scooped up the shredded pickled cabbage, put oil in the pot, then put in the thin and fat slices of meat and stir-fried until the oil came out.