The General’s Little Peasant Wife

Ning Mengyao did not answer the words of the royal wind, but took the book and looked at the side of the book. On all three sides, there were some very small lines.

These lines are so thin, you can't even see what they are.

Ning Mengyao looked at the very thin lines and suddenly thought of hidden memories deep inside, twisting the books in a strange way, looking at the past.

This line was much more obvious. Ning Mengyao hurriedly loosened up to the desk, threw the books on the desk aside, grabbed a Xuan paper from the side, and her charcoal pen, and brought the books back.

After making the lines on the ledger very obvious, Ning Mengyao looked carefully, and then a full painting was made on Xuan paper.

The royal wind on the side is silly. They don't know what they mean by these moves.

But seeing Ning Mengyao's serious appearance, they didn't bother either, they just walked to the desk and looked at her and wrote the strange lines on the ledger.

After Ning Mengyao copied out all the lines in a book, the royal wind asked, “Yao, what's wrong with you? Did you find anything? ”

“Brother-in-law, you guys help me find the ledger. I specialize in this. There are these fine lines and little ledgers on the side.” Ning Mengyao will show a few people the books he put aside.

“What's the use? ”

“Stop talking nonsense, Yao 'er must have made us look for a reason. Where did you get this question? When Yao 'er determines, he will definitely tell us, what are you in a hurry?” Merolyn slapped the royal wind. Is it time to answer the question?

The royal wind helplessly looked at his daughter-in-law, and then looked seriously at the line on Xuan Paper, while Ning Mengyao frowned tightly, and the royal wind went to help find it.

Not long later, Ning Mengyao had a lot of books beside him. One person was too slow. Ning Mengyao had Jomo Maple help her beside him.

Joe Mo Feng was responsible for getting the lines out of the books using Ning Mengyao's method, and Ning Mengyao drew them all down.

By the time the royal wind picks out all their books, it will be dark soon.

“Yao, you can't do this. Take a break and do it tomorrow. ”

“Brother-in-law, I know. Finish this and I'll rest.” I'd rather not lift Yao's head, "he said.

After drawing out the lines on the ledger in front of him, Ning Mengyao looked at Jomo Maple beside him: “Maple is ready, take a break. ”

“Okay.” Joe Mofeng threw the books out of his hand and twisted his sore wrist, his eyebrows slightly wrinkled: “Mother, what's the use of these lines? ”

Ning Mengyao looked at the paper on the table and said, "Maple, do you have these lines that we seem to have seen somewhere? ”

Jomo Maple looked closely and shook his head: "No. ”

“Really?” Ning Mengyao muttered.

The next day, Ning Mengyao, after they copied all the lines left in the ledger, one person held a piece of Xuan paper and looked at the lines on it: “Why did they draw so many lines on the ledger? ”

Ning Mengyao shook her head and looked at the paper in her hand. She must have seen it somewhere, but suddenly she didn't remember.

Where exactly did she see it? There were a lot of lines in it, and she felt very familiar, as if she had seen it somewhere.

But where is it?

At this time, Ning Mengyao was reluctant to knock his head open and look at the memory inside his head, see when he saw these lines.

When Ning Mengyao's head was about to break, there was a fluttering noise coming from outside. Everyone looked at the past and it was Blackie who came back.

Ning Mengyao hurriedly dropped the paper in his hand, walked over and took the letter off his little black leg.

Ning Mengyao opened the letter and looked at the content, but his mind was not on it at all, but thought of another thing.

“I think I've seen it somewhere. It's definitely not wrong.” Ning Mengyao threw the letter in his hand and ran away.