Second Sister Nongmen has space

Miss Yun seemed to think of something suddenly, she looked around quickly, and saw Xiao An who was frowning and clenched her fists and was about to charge forward at a glance.

Xiao An was caught and jumped anxiously: "Brother Ah Shi is bullying my second sister, I want to protect my sister!"

Wu Dan and several other clansmen stepped forward with a smile, coaxing Xiao An: "Xiao An, the young master dare not bully the young madam!"

Several people coaxed and hugged him away.

Just now, Zhao Tingduo and Song Liyun were arguing, which scared them all.

They were all worried that the young lady would really return to Jinzhen in a fit of anger, and the young master's thoughts would be in vain.

Song Liyun was kissed by Zhao Tingduo, only feeling that his breathing was becoming more and more hypoxic, but his reason finally returned slowly.

As soon as he tried hard, he pushed Zhao Tingduo away, panting: "You villain...in broad daylight...you are frivolous and rude."

Zhao Tingduo licked his lips, looked at Song Liyun with blushing cheeks, and said with an unfinished look: "Isn't it normal for you and me to be husband and wife?"

There was joy in his words, not at all the annoyance that the two were arguing just now.

Occasionally, he could see Xiaoyun weeping for him, jealous for himself, and he felt a little lighter all over his body.

Song Liyun is good at everything, but she is too strong and sometimes too sensible.

Just like A Niang, she doesn't want to talk about any grievances, and she will definitely change her temper in the future.

No, it's better to be more careful, and not to follow in the footsteps of my father.

Song Liyun was kissed without saying anything, stomping her feet angrily: "Elder Shan and the others are still here, what face do you give me!"

Although she doesn't have the feudal thinking like women in the Wu Dynasty, she doesn't have the habit of performing intimacy in front of people.

Seeing her coquettish and shy, Zhao Tingduo trembled with laughter, hugged her shoulders, and made her look behind her: "Look, there is no one there!"

Song Liyun raised her eyes, and sure enough there was no one around...

There were only a few backs who were trotting away, and even the elder Shan, who was already old, ran up and down, which was very funny!
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The small tent can't accommodate these people, and Zhao Tingduo won't let Song Liyun move the "space" again: "Go back to the board room, everything is complete there, I have something to show you!"

I worked hard for a few days, and was misunderstood, just to give her a meeting gift.

With Zhao Tingduo's troublesome interruption, Song Liyun couldn't get angry anymore.

Soon, she was surrounded by everyone and returned to the board room where she rested the night before.

To Song Liyun's embarrassment, it only took half an hour to return after walking for half a day in the daytime.

It turned out that it wasn't just Xiaoan and Mrs. Yun who were taking their hind legs off, but also himself being lazy.

Before it was dark, I saw the camp where the bonfire was lit.

Seeing the young master bringing the young lady back, Hulala surrounded many people.

Among them were people whom Song Liyun knew, and they all saluted one after another.

What surprised Song Liyun the most was that a dozen yurts had already been built by the river bend not far away, and there were herds of cattle and sheep.

Zhao Tingduo pointed to the herdsmen who were still busy in the yurt, and said with a smile: "This is the gift I want to give you, a tribe.

When they settle down, come and meet you again. "

"Did you delay in order to give it to my tribe?"

Song Liyun was a little dumbfounded.

"Yes, I hope you will have great wealth in the future and have many tribes!"

In the hearts of Di people, agate, jade, gold and silver jewelry cannot represent wealth, at least not something that can sustain life.

Only a large area of ​​pasture, a large number of cattle and sheep, and a large population are truly stable.

"This is the shortest road from Broken Gold Town to Kara Mountain. I plan to set up tribes along the way, so that every time you walk, you can find your own tribe.

There is hot milk tea to drink at any time, and there are warm tents to live in.There is a safe escort to pick up and drop off. "

Zhao Tingduo's eyes are bright, this matter is not just talking about it.

After his efforts during this period, he has already succeeded in half.

On the way, at least five had already settled down, and several others were preparing to move their houses when he left.

As he spoke, he took out a map and handed it to Song Liyun as if offering a treasure.

There are not only the direction of several rivers, but also dozens of tribal distribution points.

It turned out that when Zhao Tingduo began to inspect the area between Kara Mountain and Suijin Town in autumn, he drew a simple map and counted the tribes here.

These scattered tribes are large and small, with nearly a hundred people in the large ones, and only one family in the small ones, living on their own cattle and sheep.

Zhao Tingduo moved more than a dozen of these tribes to the route that Song Liyun was going to pass, so that there would be yurts for the rest in the middle, instead of building a board room every time.

The reason why I missed these two days and came to greet them was because of the tribes outside.

In order for the tribe to stop at a place with water, Zhao Tingduo drove the cattle in the desert for several days, barely staying here for a winter.

Last night, I almost walked into the thunderstorm area, which frightened the sheep to blow up their nests, and they searched around for a long time.

When Elder Shan found him, he was still catching sheep all over the place.

Seeing that everyone was safe, Elder Shan was so happy that he forgot to order someone to send the letter back, which made Song Liyun worry about misunderstanding.

"Thank you! It must be very hard to move so many tribes!"

Song Liyun's heart was warm.

For the convenience of walking, I did such a laborious thing.

Although in Song Liyun's heart, the two are married, the tribe is a joint ownership, and what Zhao Tingduo did is also his task.

But she was really touched by being cared for in every detail.

Every tribe has been used to living by water and grass for thousands of years. Now if they want to settle down on a fixed route, they will definitely pay a price.

Not only do we need to conquer by force, but we also have to solve the problem of eating and drinking for humans and animals.

I don't know how Zhao Tingduo did it!
Zhao Tingduo smiled and stopped talking, he didn't want to tell him now, so as not to worry Song Liyun.

Of course he came all the way.

The law of survival of the grassland is the law of the jungle. No matter how much food or cattle or sheep you promise, you cannot be convinced without a contest.

Then you can only fight first, or fight or submit, there are only two ways to go.

Now with its own cavalry to suppress, Song Liyun only needs to exchange food, salt and tea every time, and he can slowly win people's hearts.

After a long time, they will completely belong to Song Liyun.

The candles were lit in the board room, and in the bright candlelight, Song Liyun could see Zhao Tingduo's face clearly.

Now, the new clothes that were originally worn to welcome the relatives are covered with dust, and there is a hole cut by an arrow in an inconspicuous place.

Because he stayed in the wilderness for a long time, his handsome face was also dry.

Unlike other Di people, Zhao Tingduo loves cleanliness. As long as he has the conditions, he is spotless.

While Mrs. Yun was cooking, Song Liyun also used the stove to boil hot water for Zhao Tingduo to take a bath and change clothes.

In her space, various sets of clothes are stored and can be changed at any time.

After dinner, everyone else tried to avoid it, and even Xiao An was taken by Wu Dan to visit the newly moved tribe.

Lady Yun made tea for Zhao Tingduo and Song Liyun, and sat beside her to sew clothes.

Holding the teacup, Zhao Tingduo took a sip and let out a long sigh of comfort: "Hey! Good tea!"

Song Liyun pursed her lips and smiled meaningfully: "In the dowry that Lord An Guo gave me, there was a lot of tribute tea, and there was a beautiful woman who was good at cooking tea."

Zhao Tingduo glanced at her, put down his tea and said, "Are you still jealous? Don't worry, I don't want maidservants, those women belong to my mother."