Chapter 112: Indulgence
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Having regained his fighting spirit, Qi Haoran had a good nightâs sleep. However, Mu Yangling could not fall asleep.
She propped her chin on her hand and sat at the door of her house, looking at the fields outside in a daze. Of course, repairing water conservancy facilities was only beneficial to future generations, but what about the people at this time?
Now that everyone had to build houses, build camps, train, and farm, how could they have the time to repair the water conservancy facilities?
At this moment, Mu Yangling was no longer very insistent on her idea. She was not an architect, and she didnât have any practical experience in terms of farming.
When Mu Shi returned tiredly with his bag, he saw his daughterâs conflicted expression.
His daughter was forthright and cheerful, and was never one to take things too hard. What was going on?
Mu Shi frowned slightly and went forward. As he gently patted her back, he asked, âWhy are you sitting at the door?â
âFather?â Mu Yangling jumped up. âYouâre back. Why are you so dirty? Come in quickly.â
Seeing that Mu Shi was covered in mud, Shu Wanniang quickly went forward to catch his bag and said, âIâve boiled hot water. Hurry up and wash yourself.â
Seeing that he had lost weight in just ten days, Shu Wanniangâs heart couldnât help but ache. When she came out, she pulled her daughter over and poured out 23 copper coins from her purse to hand to her. âHurry up and run to the county to buy some meat for your father to nourish himself.â
This was the familyâs last bit of money.
Mu Yangling pushed it back and stood up to take the bow and arrow from the wall. She said, âMother, Iâll just walk around outside. I definitely wonât go deep and wonât get lost. Donât tell Father.â With that, she turned around and ran.
Shu Wanniang chased after her daughter for two steps. When she saw that her daughter had disappeared, she stomped her feet and tightened her grip on the copper coins in her hand.
When Mu Yangling returned with a roe deer, she thought that her father would scold her. Unexpectedly, her father smiled at her and waved. âHurry up and bring the roe deer in. Are you waiting for me to help you bring it in?â
Mu Yangling immediately revealed a big smile as she skipped to her fatherâs side. âFather, let Mother braise it tonight. With no fats in my stomach, I donât have the energy to work.â
Mu Shi sighed in his heart and nodded with a smile. He took the roe deer from his daughterâs hand and poured a pot of hot water over it from the kitchen. Then, he took a knife and scraped the skin.
In less than half an hour, he had cut up the roe deer on the chopping board, and handed it to Xiuhong to bring into the kitchen.
With slightly reddened eyes, Shu Wanniang rolled up her sleeves and cooked. Ever since Madam Ma-Liu moved into the Mu family, she rarely cooked. However, today, she used all her skills to cook a table of dishes for everyone.
Not to mention Mu Yangling and Mu Shi, even Little Bowenâs eyes lit up as he swallowed his saliva.
They finished all the meat dishes on the table.
As Mu Shi ate, he picked up some food for Shu Wanniang and said, âEat more. Youâve lost weight.â
Mu Yangling picked up a piece of food for everyone, taking extra care of Little Bowen and Xiulan.
Mu Yangling ate until her stomach was round. As she sat on the stool, she did not want to move. âFather, arenât you going to build a house? Why do you look like you came out of a pile of mud?â
âI did come out of a pile of mud.â Mu Shi said drowsily, âDoesnât building a house require mud? As a section commander, Iâm in charge of digging mud. We dug a huge pit at the other end of the campâŠâ
Mu Yangling was feeling sleepy too, but when she heard this, she shuddered and shook her father excitedly. âFather, what did you say? You guys dug a huge pit in the mud?â
Mu Shi sobered up in response. Frowning, he said, âYes, whatâs wrong? Now that everyone doesnât have time to build stone houses, weâve got to use mud to build the houses.â
âCan all types of mud be used? For instance, the mud by the river.â
âOf course not. We have to use yellow mud to build a house. It has to be more sticky. Only by mixing mud and withered grass to make mud bricks can we build a house. If any type of mud will do, do we have to dig up mud in the camp and transport it elsewhere?â
Mu Yanglingâs eyes lit up. âIâm sure other than the camp, that type of mud can be found elsewhere. Letâs look for more. Perhaps you can build a reservoir while digging.â
âWhat reservoir?â
âWater conservancy. To store water. This way, even when a drought occurs in the future, or if the river is cut off, at least the water in the reservoir can last us for some time. Itâd be even better if we can dig a few more channels to the field before the ice melts. This way, even if thereâs a drought in the future, the field wonât lack water immediately. Previously, I was worried that repairing the water conservancy facilities would consume too much manpower, but now, it seems that some things can be done simultaneously.â
Mu Shi pondered.
Overjoyed, Mu Yangling stretched. âFather, you should rest. Iâm going to sleep too. Since I wonât be working in the fields tomorrow, Iâm going to look for Qi Haoran.â
Mu Shi watched as his daughter left in a hurry. He opened his mouth and turned to ask his wife, âDoes Ah Ling often play with Little General?â
âNot very often, but every few days, Young Master Fan or the little general would come to talk to Ah Ling. That servant called Fei Bai would send a letter over from time to time.â Shu Wanniang paused and said, âI also feel that itâs not good for Ah Ling to interact with them like this, but this child has a mind of her own now. I canât control her anymore.â
Shu Wanniang had always been in a weak position in the family. When her husband was around, she listened to her husband. And when he wasnât around, she listened to her daughter. If both her husband and daughter were not around, she would even listen to Little Bowen. Her greatest flaw was that she was gentle, but that was also her greatest strength. Most importantly, she would never hurt her husband and children.
Even though she knew that Mu Yanglingâs actions were not good, she would indulge her when she realized that she would hurt her daughter if she tried to stop her.
Now, she only hoped that her husband could persuade her daughter. After all, this world had more restrictions on women.
When Mu Yangling interacted with Qi Haoran and the others, the world would not judge Qi Haoran, but they would think that Mu Yangling did not know the rules. Her husband would definitely mind in the future.
Her daughter was young and insensible, but Shu Wanniang had to consider it on her behalf.
However, Mu Shi was thinking about what his daughter had said to him today. His daughter seemed to have taken a huge step forward, and even he could not catch up to her.
What was he going to do? Restrain her, and let her hunt and farm for the rest of her life to support her family? Then let her marry a capable farmer and continue living like this after having children?
In the past, Mu Shi did not think that there was anything wrong with this. He felt very happy with such a life, but now, he was a little resistant to the idea that his daughterâs future would pan out similarly.
With no money in the family, when they encountered a disaster, their daughter would have to start over with nothing like they did now.
When Ah Ling was born, their family was still rather well-off. It was only after Wanniang took medicine for a few years that the familyâs assets slowly emptied. When Bowen was born prematurely and Wanniang almost bled to death, the Mu family suddenly faced difficulties. If the Mu family had more money at that time, Bowen and Wanniang would not have suffered so much. The same logic applied to their present situation. If the Mu family had more assets, even if they encountered a military disaster, the Mu family would not have nothing now. Her daughter even had to take the risk to enter the mountains for her mother to eat an egg.
Mu Shi slowly hugged his wife tightly and said gently, âLet her go. As long as sheâs happy.â
Shu Wanniang looked at her husband in surprise. Mu Shi patted her shoulder and said in a low voice, âI donât want her to live the same life as us. That child has ideas and is smart. Let nature take its course. There were even female officials in the Imperial Court during Shizongâs era.â
âHow is that the same?â Although Shu Wanniang still didnât agree, she didnât insist.
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