"Jingling, can you still build ships?" Yang Ruoqing asked again.
Zuo Jingling nodded, "Yes, my father taught me."
"Okay, great!" Yang Ruoqing was really happy from the bottom of her heart. She had been troubled by floods and continuous rain for many days and could not fully show off her beauty.
Now that Zuo Jingling has come down the mountain, he has really brought good news.
"My aunt can adjust the manpower for you, and the wood is easy to get. However, time is a little rushed right now, and I'm afraid that even so, it won't be enough..."
Although Yang Ruoqing is not an expert in this field, she probably knows a little bit about the polishing and binding of the ship, which also requires applying tung oil and the like. There are many processes...
But Zuo Jingling gently shook his little hand: "Don't worry, aunt, there is an emergency plan for everything. Besides, the shipbuilding craftsmanship passed down by our Zuo family is naturally different from other places."
Although he is young, his tone is so sure and steady, without any exaggeration at all.
Yang Ruoqing and Tuoba Xian looked at each other secretly, both inexplicably choosing to believe him.
"My aunt is a layman in this matter. When your uncle and grandpa come back later, you can discuss it in detail with them!" Yang Ruoqing said.
Zuo Jingling nodded and said, "Okay."
Baby Luo is also very happy. She has grown up so much, and seeing her father and mother doing those things, she doesn't want to live under their wings forever.
She also wants to rely on her own ability to do something for the people in the village. She wants others to mention her one day instead of saying: Look, that is the eldest daughter of the general who protects the country.
She wanted others to say: Look, they are Luo Wuyou's parents!
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Leaving the grandmother Tuoba Xian chatting with her two children, Yang Ruoqing got up and went to the backyard kitchen to help Wang Cuilian.
Although Yang Ruoqing thought that she could do any job and could still hold a spoon, Wang Cuilian was not allowed to do so!
"I'll do it, I'll do it. If you really want to help, just pinch two onions and pat two garlic cloves for me. I don't need you to do the other work."
Yang Ruoqing couldn't laugh or cry, feeling like she had become a porcelain doll.
"Auntie, what are you planning to eat at noon?" She sat on the pony and asked while picking onions.
Wang Cuilian said: "I dried the beef that Xiaoduo sent me last time. I will cut it into a plate and fry it later."
"There is no shortage of fish and shrimps at home. Let's kill another chicken!"
"Saute two green vegetables and make the whole sweet soup. What do you think?"
"Very good!" Yang Ruoqing said.
The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law looked at each other and smiled, then got busy.
Although it is said that it should be streamlined, the prerequisite is that there are only three women in the house.
This man and his children are back, so they must eat and drink well!
Near noon, Blacksmith Luo and Luo Fengtang really came back.
The two of them came back specifically for their two children.
At the dinner table, Luo Baobao and Zuo Jingling mentioned shipbuilding to them, and they immediately gained their attention and approval.
So after the meal, the two of them did not rush to the river dam. Instead, they cleared the table and made tea. They discussed the details of the shipbuilding with Zuo Jingling there. Luo Baobao still had a pen and paper in his hand. record.
"At the age of three, he looks eighty. I think this kid Jingling will have great potential in the future."
In the backyard kitchen, Wang Cuilian and Yang Ruoqing were cleaning up the dishes.
Yang Ruoqing felt the same way, "Although that child spoke late, he seems to be precocious now. He talks little but has everything in his heart."
Wang Cuilian laughed: "My baby's personality is exactly the opposite. One is a boring gourd and the other is a loud cannon."
Yang Ruoqing also covered her mouth and laughed.
"When I was making tea for them earlier, I listened to him discussing the shipbuilding process with Tang Yazi. They were very formal, and they were all talking in professional terms. I couldn't even understand it!" Yang Ruoqing added.
Wang Cuilian said: "Me too, but he understands everything at such a young age. This shows that this tutor is different."
What is an eleven-year-old boy doing in Changping Village?
I was fishing in the river, climbing up trees to dig out bird eggs, and stealing eggs from other people's chicken coops. I was chased, beaten, chased and scolded by others.
But Zuo Jinling is already proficient in shipbuilding. Not only can he build ships, but Luo Baobao said that this time in the training camp, Zuo Jinling also put himself in Luo Baobao's training camp and designed many mechanisms.
There are defensive ones and offensive ones...
In Luo Baobao's words: "The food for the past half month has not been given to him in vain..."
After cleaning up the kitchen, the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law returned to the front yard and found that none of them were at home.
There was a note left on the table, and it looked like it was written by Luo Baobao.
It turned out that the two siblings followed Luo Fengtang and the others to the dike.
Not bad, not bad, now you have learned to leave me a note.
Yang Ruoqing put away the note and returned to the backyard with satisfaction to clean up the house for her two children.
Since Zuo Jingling wants to stay to build ships, he will definitely not return to Huguang County in a short time.
After cleaning up the house later, I will send a subordinate to Huguang County to deliver a message to reassure the Zuo family.
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The next thing is to divide the troops into several groups.
Luo Fengtang and Yang Huazhong and their son-in-law led everyone to strengthen the dam, monitor the water level day and night, and keep in touch with other areas upstream at any time.
Zuo Jingling and Luo Baobao took up the task of building ships. Luo Fengtang mobilized a group of subordinates to help them. Blacksmith Luo also returned from the dam. He owns a small fishing boat and considers himself to be half an expert. And he's also a good slayer, so he can help when the time comes.
On Yang Ruoqing's side, food transportation was also in full swing.
The first two are visible to the whole village.
But for the last item, Yang Ruoqing did it quietly.
Just when everyone was working together to fight against the floods that might come at any time, a familiar figure pushed open the door of Lao Wang's house carrying large and small bags.
"Dabai, my son, you are finally back!"
Yang Huamei doesn't think about food or food every day, like a wandering ghost, she keeps talking about Dabai.
She didn't know where to look in the huge crowd, but she didn't expect that on such an inconspicuous early morning, Dabai would come back by himself!
She rushed up and grabbed her son's arms, looking him up and down.
When she discovered that her son's hands and feet were intact, not only was he not thin, but he seemed to have gained a little weight, Yang Huamei finally let go of her worries!
"Son, if you don't come back, mother will really go crazy!"
Dabai smiled and said, "Mom, I'm in a hurry to go out and make money. I was delayed on the way."
Yang Huamei wiped her tears and said, "It doesn't matter whether we make money or not, our family can live a good life now."
My mother gave me a pair of gold bracelets, but she pawned one to help Dabai build a new house. There is still one left in the cabinet!
I really can't pawn it any more, twenty or thirty taels of silver are easy to exchange.
What's more, Shuanzi also left nearly twenty taels of silver with his third brother. When he went back and took it back, the family's belongings would almost reach fifty taels.
"Mom, are you kidding? If I don't make money at my age, how can I let you live in happiness? How can I support Hongmei and my children?"
"Besides, I am the eldest brother. When Xiao Hei marries a wife, I will have to help take care of it. It doesn't cost anything!"
Speaking of Hongmei and the child, Dabai raised his head and looked around.
Yang Huamei knew what he was looking for, and her expression suddenly turned ugly: "Don't look for me, I was asked to lock the house!"
