One monk carries water to eat, two monks carry water to eat, and three monks don’t have water to eat, and the paper can never contain the fire. Since he knew that his innocent innocence had been defiled, Yin Lengshuang ignored Wu Yonglin again.

When Yue Ling'er saw Wu Yonglin, she was like a mouse and a cat, she hid far away. She was usually entangled by these two women, but now she has been purified. It seems that she has to do more things in the future. It is not only for selfishness, but also for the entire ranch. In this way, Wu Yonglin will not be addicted to the love between children, and he has more important things to complete.

After the war, more production and construction are needed. Now this mess is not helpless. There are many sheep in the sheep pen and many yaks. Although the horses are all weak horses, as long as they are carefully raised and managed, these weak horses are much stronger than those of Wei Chao's horses. As the saying goes, a lean camel is bigger than a horse, not to mention that this is just a thin camel that has just crossed the desert. As long as it drinks enough water, it can pluck up its sails and travel far.

The situation they are in is much stronger than when they came to Tubo just now. The strong enemies around them will at least be afraid of them. When they make a comeback again, they will probably not have as big a battle as before. What's more, they can retreat to Gangcha now. Before that, Wu Yonglin was confident in training a group of invincible teams.

Whether God was moved or the Buddha was merciful, when all efforts formed the current situation, Wu Yonglin was still relieved from the bottom of his heart. At least at this time, everyone had a stable home, a home that no longer had to run around and hide in Tibet. Everyone's faces were filled with laughter. The Tubo people who took in this time were poor families. Compared with the Tubo nobles and Tubo soldiers who looked down on the Han people, they often felt the same way. The original tribe of Cuomhun radiated a harmonious atmosphere.

In the early morning, the sun just showed its head, and the Han people and Tubo dolls drove the sheep in the sheep pen to start their day's grazing career. When the crisp whip sounded, the lambs rushed towards their food. Early spring had passed, and now the grass on the grassland is the most tender, delicious and delicious. At this time, the lambs are the best meat to eat.

Yue Fei had already sent someone to take down Gangcha City, but Wu Yonglin did not let everyone gather there. He wanted to keep this busy state and often said that he was sitting in vain. In order to protect the difficulty of getting it today, he and everyone had a life of land development. This was more conducive to uniting the Tubo people and the Han people. Compared with the Tubo people who were like wolves and tigers on all sides, the Westerners and the Wei Dynasty people, only when everyone truly became a family can they truly face the various crises later.

Wu Yonglin went to Gangcha City. Looking at the iron walls that Gangcha people advocated, Wu Yonglin could only describe it as surprised. The walls that Gangcha could not even catch up with the earth walls that were built by Bison Valley at that time. No wonder Yue Fei and others could easily take it down.

The reason why Wei Chao could not take over this place in recent years was mainly because he was blocked by the harsh natural environment along the way. There was a large tropical rainforest between Gangcha and Qingtang City, with all kinds of wild animals appearing in it, swamps everywhere, and the miasma never dissipated for months. If the Wei Chao people in Qingtang City wanted to capture this place, they would probably have to pay a lot of money through this rainforest. What's more, Gangcha people were waiting for their work and had invincible cavalry. If they could capture this place, they would seem a bit abnormal.

A sunny slope near the swamp became Wu Yonglin's first fertile land for land reclamation. Only with land would these people feel that they had roots. People are like this today. The farmers in later generations are actually similar. Although they did not rely on this little land to support the gradually growing team, the meaning of this land is the most empathetic of Doropa, who has been drifting outside for a long time, because with this land, these people will truly survive, both physically and spiritually, and the meaning of home can truly be fulfilled.

All kinds of weeds on the soil slope have been cleaned up. The second step is to make people put the smelly mud in the swamp next to them and pour them into the digged small pits. As the best fertilizer, it will allow the seeds planted in the mud to obtain enough nutrients and grow vigorously.

The seeds of peppers, corn, and tomatoes have been planted one after another. When Wu Yonglin was planting the seeds that day, everyone came. Their expressions were very serious. This was respect for the land, and it was also an expectation for the future life. It was also a farewell to the previous life. When the seeds of hope were planted, their hearts were truly rooted in the land under their feet. This place will be their home in the future. I heard that people will come to watch this land every day.

Brand was even more happy that day. He was so excited that he burst into tears. When the seeds that were mistaken for ominous things several times and when he was turned away, he lost the enthusiasm for life several times. Due to his language barrier and his appearance, he was originally a respected doctor in his country, and he was not as good as a beggar.

He didn't know why he didn't listen to his family's dissuasion and arrived in the East all the time? Perhaps because there was a voice in his heart that had been summoning him (he now believes that the voice came from Wu Yonglin). He came forward in an endless stream. Although he came freely, he went through a lot of hardships. He didn't know how he persisted. He could have cooked the golden corn seeds into a pot of fragrant porridge, but what happened after that? He could still use the bark and grass roots to fill his hunger. In order to make himself feel better, he hid the seeds close to his body. He wanted to make the corn seeds closer to his stomach so that he would not feel hungry. If these seeds accidentally sprouted, he could find a reason to cook them and eat them.

The seeds were wrapped in the best moisture-proof paper. Even when it rained, Brand's treasures were not stained with a drop of rain. In his heart, these things were almost no different from Buddhist sacred objects, and they could be protected by sacrifices of life.

When he arrived at the Wei Dynasty, the people there directly refused this risky request. Their land was heavily taxed. If they could not complete the task, they would have to go hungry. A Wei Dynasty farmer took a handful of seeds from his hand and fed the pig directly. When the Wei Dynasty found that his pig actually liked to eat this thing, he turned around and prepared to ask for something more. The Seminister had already left in shame and anger. Brand felt that he had come here after hard work, not to feed your pig with these precious seeds.

Later he arrived at the Western Yi, and the Western Yi people made things difficult for him. Later, they simply locked him up. The only relief here was that a prisoner asked him for a few and tried to plant a little. As a result, this guy actually planted it in the paddy fields like water and millet. This precious seed, which is only suitable for planting on dry land and growing environment, drowned and died. This time, not only did Brand completely give up, but he was no longer nostalgic about this place. Between going to stay, he chose to leave. His heart was riddled with holes and could no longer withstand the will of these foolish people.
Chapter completed!