I, the fox clan, Arita!

In August, the cotton in the farm began to mature one after another, ready to be picked.

Lingshu chose a sunny day and led the handy farmers to pick cotton in the field. The cotton bolls produced by the cotton must be exposed to sufficient sunlight before they explode into white flowers.

If when it is about to mature, there are mostly cloudy and rainy days, and the cotton bolls will be damp and moldy, or even rot in the ground. In that case, so many months of hard work will be in vain.

Fortunately, the weather in Shengjing this year is good, and the growth of cotton is very gratifying. The cotton field that Yuan Tianrui tried to plant is only ten mu of land, but from a distance, the field is full of white flowers, which is also very spectacular.

The cotton pickers all carry a big basket on their backs, and Lingshu also carries one. The sun is too hot, and he wears a bamboo hat on his head like everyone else. full.

Because his back basket is actually not mainly used to hold cotton, but to hold three wool balls.

In order to protect the precious sons from the sun, Lingshu specially made a bamboo cover for the basket on his back.

At this moment, two white and one black, three little fox cubs opened the lid, revealing three pairs of round eyes, their hind legs stepped on the soft cotton in the back basket, their front paws scratched the frame of the back basket, blinking their eyes, From time to time, they moved their little ears, and all of them looked at the surrounding scene curiously.

The little fox cubs who are this month old are at the time when their bodies are developing the fastest. The size of the three furballs has doubled from that of the full moon, and the fur on their bodies is also thicker.

With three fluffy little heads together, the farmers passing by Lingshu couldn't help but look at them.

The cotton bolls in the field will not mature on the same day, and the time of splitting may be early or late, some have already bloomed into a huge flower cluster, and some have just opened a small opening.

The cotton picked from the ten acres of land today doesn't add up to much weight, but these are enough for experiments.

After picking some, Lingshu told the farmers to continue, and he himself went back to the farm to instruct a few women to twist cotton thread and teach them to make quilts.

These women were originally experts in spinning and weaving. In the past, they twisted linen and weaved linen, and the fiber of cotton was much finer than that of linen. Twisting cotton was not difficult for them.

A large room was specially vacated in the farm to hold cotton. On one side was a loom and a special rectangular table for making quilts. In one corner of the room, there was a pile of cotton piled up like a hill.

Lingshu put the back basket by his side, touched the little heads of his sons, then called a few craftsmen to come over, picked up a cotton flower and explained it to them.

"The ball in my hand is ripe and very soft. If it is hard, it is a bad flower or of poor quality. The moldy one is even more unacceptable. If it is a little hard, let's put it in the sun. Let it dry in the sun, and the moisture inside can still be used after drying.”

"There are cottonseeds in the cotton. When we make quilts, we need to peel out the cottonseeds." Ling Shu peeled off the cottonseeds and showed them to the people in front of him. The cotton is torn apart, torn into pieces, not shredded, and then spread flat on the cloth, which must be even, otherwise the quilt will be made with different thicknesses.”

"After the fabric is laid out according to the size of the fabric, the last thing is to sew, not only to sew the edge, but also to sew a few parallel threads in the middle to fix the cotton inside, otherwise the cotton will shrink into a ball inside."

What Lingshu was talking about was the simplest way to make quilts by hand. In fact, he also knew that there was another method, which was to directly make cotton wool into a quilt, but it was too technical and he would not learn it in a while.

But the emperor was anxious to see the results, so of course he chose the efficient and fast one.

If several people do it together, it won't take long to finish it.

When Lingshu was making quilts with the craftsmen, three furballs sneaked out of the pannier beside him.

There wasn’t much cotton in the back basket, and it was still fluffy, so it wasn’t heavy. The three wool balls worked together to overwhelm the back basket with their own weight. With short legs, he turned his head to look at his little daddy, arched his back like a thief, seeing that his little daddy didn't notice him, he quickly trotted a few steps, and plunged into the cotton pile.

Immediately afterwards, the pure black wool ball followed behind the elder brother, and shot out like an arrow with a "swish" and crashed into the cotton pile.

The last one was the smallest one, with four soft little paws, tight body and tail, afraid of being seen by the little daddy, so he just trotted guiltily, and bumped into the big brother all at once.

Three little fluffy ones were rolling happily in the cotton pile, the two white ones almost blended with the cotton, only the black one was particularly conspicuous.

Lingshu's guidance came to an end. When he turned his head to look at his sons in the basket habitually, he saw the basket lying on the ground.

He grabbed the pannier, which contained nothing but cotton.

Lingshu:! ! !

His cub!

Ahhhhh he lost his sons! !

"Little ears—!" Lingshu immediately became extremely anxious, and his heart arose, and he called out his sons' nicknames, "Little Tangyuan, Xiaozhizhi—! Where have you been hiding? Come out!"

Lingshu looked around and searched everywhere, but he didn't see any small figures of the cubs.

"Have you seen where my little fox has gone?" Lingshu asked the craftsmen.

Almost all craftsmen shook their heads.

Everyone was busy just now, and basically didn't have time to pay attention to other things.

"Boss—don't hide, hurry up and bring the younger brothers out!" Lingshu had no choice but to shout again, "I'm going home!"

It must be my brother who took the lead in being naughty!

Lingshu wants to know everything with his toes.

snort!

It's like this every time. It's true that his eldest son's nickname is Tangyuan. He is a black-hearted Tangyuan at all.

"I'm leaving—" Lingshu pretended to pick up the basket, indicating that he was leaving.

As soon as he said this, he saw his youngest son rushing out from behind the cotton pile, running all the way to Lingshu's legs, fearing that his little daddy would abandon him.

Lingshu breathed a sigh of relief, bent down and picked up the cub.

Then, the eldest son walked out of the cotton pile slowly, with an expression of not worrying at all, assuming that Lingshu would not leave them alone, he looked confident.

Lingshu was so angry and funny.

His precious sons are all smart, they can already understand what adults say, and they won't run around foolishly, so just now when Lingshu found out that his sons were missing, he was anxious, but he didn't worry too much.

What's more, this is a royal farm, and there are guards outside. Everyone knows that the three fox cubs belong to Wei Xiuya's family. If they see them, they will not be treated as wild foxes. Naturally, they will not be in any danger.

Lingshu picked up the eldest son, one in each hand, and waited for the second son to appear. After waiting for a long time, he didn't see the little black dumpling.

"Where did you hide your brother?" Ling Shu couldn't help frowning and asked his eldest son.

The pure white Maotuanzi jumped from Lingshu's arms to the side basket filled with cotton. At an angle that others could not see, Xiaotuanzi sat up like a human being, and raised two little paws to rub his eyes.

Lingshu:! ! !

He understood in seconds!

The second son should have turned into a human baby, crying quietly.

Lingshu immediately said to the craftsmen in this room: "Everyone go out and have a rest first, drink some water, and go for some activities. I suddenly remembered something very important. I need to write it down on paper. When I finish writing it Let’s call everyone in.”

The craftsmen are very knowledgeable.

Since Lingshu was talking about something important, they would naturally think that it was about the secret recipe of cotton.

If it weren't for Lingshu, they wouldn't know how to grow the cotton, how to harvest it, and how to make quilts, and the new type of loom they use now is also improved by Lingshu.

Therefore, as soon as Lingshu made a request, the craftsmen all went out.

Only Lingshu and his three precious sons were left in this house.

As soon as everyone was gone, Lingshu hurriedly asked the eldest son to lead the way to find the second son.

On the other side of the cotton pile, a naked and chubby milk doll was sitting there aggrieved, crying but not crying, but a pair of black furry ears on the top of the head were drooping, and the little tail behind her was also listless.

"Baby!" Lingshu hurried over to pick up his second son, and lovingly kissed his forehead, "You are amazing! You already know how to transform into a human form! Don't be sad, you look so cute!"

Unexpectedly, after hearing Lingshu's words, Xiao Zhizhi became even more aggrieved, and her small mouth was also flattened, as if she was about to cry in the next second.

"What's wrong?" Lingshu asked hurriedly, "You don't like your human form?"

The fat baby shook his head.

Lingshu: "Then why are you unhappy?"

The little black ears on the fat doll's head twisted and opened its mouth, stumbling and making a tender voice: "No, no, cute."

"Wow! You can talk!" Lingshu almost jumped up with excitement, "My little Zhizhi is so amazing! She is the first baby who can talk!"

Lingshu was already so happy that she ignored the content of what the fat baby said just now.

So the fat baby said again and again very unhappy: "No, yes, cute!"

He is a male and cannot be cute!

Lingshu:? ? ?

"Don't be cute, what do you want?" Lingshu asked strangely.

Fat Baby: ...

……he does not know.

Anyway, just don't be cute!

The younger brother is the cutest!

Lingshu smiled and coaxed: "Okay, okay, our little sesame is not cute, but handsome! Little sesame is a handsome little man!"

The fat baby tilted his head, and his drooping ears stood up.

handsome?

It sounds good!

The fat baby was in a much better mood, hugged her little daddy, and gnawed on his face.

None of them saw that the pure white little fox, who was lazily half lying in the basket, had a horrible expression on his face and rolled his eyes after hearing the conversation between the fat baby and Lingshu.

How could he have such a stupid second brother!

And the smallest Mao Tuanzi, squatting on one side, staring round eyes, was taken aback by his big brother's rich expression.