My imagination has come true

Mu Qingyun also gave the newlyweds a gift.

The young blacksmith's surname was Sun, and he was one of the refugees at the end of last year. However, he had skills and was spotted by Mu Qingyun on the first day he came and hired him back.

He doesn't need to do any big work now, just making some farm tools, etc. The main thing is to study.

After Mu Qingyun plans to improve his iron-making technology, he will select a group of skilled blacksmiths to open a small stove and let them practice their skills with bicycles, small farm tools, etc., and then make machine tools. Eventually, of course, they will be able to imitate industrial machines. of.

In fact, these machines are sold in the system mall, and the price is not cheap. With Mu Qingyun's current income from editing video movies, he can afford them if he saves up.

It's just that no matter how advanced the machine is, no one can use it or copy it. Buying it back will only make her life more convenient. It's a pity.

The young blacksmith had read books and knew a lot of words, and he carried his mother on his back all the way, but he didn't let her suffer any serious consequences. When they arrived at Houquan Mountain, the old lady was still in high spirits. This alone can tell that this young man is a good person. His character is good and he has abilities. He is still very young. He is only nineteen this year and still has a lot of years left.

Mu Qingyun had written him down in his talent cultivation book early in the morning.

Old Han Liu and his family have also actively responded to Mu Qingyun's agricultural support and agricultural measures in the past two years. They were the first to plant new grain and vegetable seeds.

Their family still has a few acres of land close to the hot springs, and they have also learned to build greenhouses to grow vegetables and transplant new fruit saplings. Moreover, the Liu family has been rooted in this area for several generations. The trees are thick and the roots are deep, and the connections are very wide. Their family said that their daughter saw the young blacksmith with the sword hanging on his waist and liked it, but if Old Man Liu didn't like it, the marriage wouldn't be possible. To put it bluntly, the two families hit it off immediately.

After all, the little blacksmith was born as a refugee and had no local background. He married the daughter of the old Liu family and suddenly became one of his own.

Old man Liu had some discernment and could see that the young blacksmith was very important to Mu Qingyun, and he would be the best in the future. There was nothing to be faulted about.

Mu Qingyun accepted the peanuts and corn sent by Granny Liu and returned a wedding gift package seriously.

A red four-piece set, as well as a set of water cups, teapots, washbasins, soap boxes, and toothpaste, toothbrushes, and soap. She plans to give such a gift to all her students when they get married in the future, regardless of whether they are male or female.

However, the power of this Legend of Sword and Fairy is indeed extraordinary.

This time, Mu Qingyun has experienced the influence of popular film and television works on the public. No wonder the censorship of films and TV series in later generations is so astonishing.

If the things you put there are inappropriate, you may really teach people bad things.

Even though the scale of her private theater is relatively small, it currently only affects her own people on her territory, which is good. If her own people unify their thoughts and enhance cohesion, it will also be a very fulfilling thing for her.

"Legend of Sword and Fairy" was played for ten days at a time before it was finished.

When the siege was rescued, there was a cry throughout the roaring spring mountain.

The third prince Chen Yi also cried with snot and tears.

"Why are you crying, you big boy? Stop crying and send the children's notebooks in quickly."

When the black face saw him, his nose was not a nose, and his eyes were not eyes. He always felt that this boy was getting more and more unsightly. "Be careful, don't lose yourself again. Look at what you are doing, let you go and deliver it." I ordered something, but I ended up losing myself in the palace. The sky is the most important thing, and you can’t ignore everything just to see the sky.”

"That's the palace. Fortunately, you are working for Fairy Mu. The guards in the palace don't treat you as an assassin and behead you out of consideration for Fairy Mu. If you run around there, they will kill you directly. You will be killed." No injustice.”

Chen Yi lowered his head and agreed honestly, not daring to say more. This old black uncle is so verbose that it really gives people a headache.

However, he also felt very guilty and did not dare to talk to Old Uncle Hei in detail. In the past few days, he had been acting frightened and confused.

At that time, he used Zhuangzi's grain truck to sneak into the palace. For him, the palace was his home, but the other companions who were transporting grain were shocked and particularly worried about him.

The sky was falling that day, and the scene was already a bit chaotic. He used the excuse of looking at the sky to see the trance, and for some reason he ran with the crowd in a daze. When he regained consciousness, he had lost his way. No one suspected it, and they all understood.

It’s really hard to calm down no matter how many times you watch this scene.

The third prince hurriedly held the box handed over by Uncle Hei and followed the signs to the library.

Although he had been in and out of this mansion called 'Villa' countless times, when the third prince walked in the door and looked at the splendid living room, the spiral staircase, and the gorgeous crystal lanterns, he still had a dreamy feeling of being in a heavenly palace.

What's even more dreamy are the children of all ages, both boys and girls, wearing black robes with narrow sleeves, and some wearing beautiful golden armbands. They are all high-spirited, with indescribable liveliness in their brows and eyes.

These are not princes and princes, most of them are children from ordinary people's families.

Some of them are even children from homeless families.

The third prince didn't understand, but he couldn't help but be shocked.

In fact, for so many years before, he had always believed what people around him told him. The so-called Chinese people under his rule actually refer to these scholar-bureaucrats and the numb-looking common people they saw when walking on the road. In their eyes, Completely different from myself, almost no different from an animal.

The animals are even tighter.

He was not a princess raised in a boudoir. He had seen those people who were numb, didn't understand anything, and had a blank face. Before he got mixed up with the refugees and came here, he always felt that he couldn't communicate with these people at all.

But even the numb and uncultivated person in his eyes, within a few months, his appearance changed drastically when he was around the fairy. His back straightened, his eyes became brighter, and he became smarter and wiser.

"Hey, you black bear spirit, for the sake of me sparing you, shouldn't you call me master?"

The third prince: "..."

A child with "smart ears and eyesight", who was only four or five years old, was jumping up and down on the steps with a stick, and everyone who passed by was stopped and greeted twice or three times. .

The third prince opened his mouth, but before he spoke, Stinky Stepped up, picked up the child and ran up: "I went to peek at "Journey to the West" again. Have you finished writing the thirty big characters today? ? You might as well just copy the Children's Journey to the West comic strip."

The children all around started laughing. The third prince was stunned. He raised his head and called Mu Xianzi to come out of the small study on the east side with a tigerish face. Before he could say anything, a group of children dispersed like birds and beasts, and went back to the library through various doors. Sit down quietly and read.

Third Prince: Look, are you spoiled?

Mu Qingyun didn't feel that the children were spoiled at all. It was considered bad to study so consciously, but what about the troubled boys and girls in adolescence in future generations?