Entrepreneurship in a different world

Faced with Wen Rong's eyes asking for his opinion on the daimyo, Mo Shi gave an affirmative answer: yes.

"Then, let's call it like this. It's just that Wen Mo, Wen Dao, Wen Sang, Wen Yu, and Wen Wan are not pleasant to hear. Let's add a 'Zi' in the middle. It seems to be more popular in our hometown recently...Wen Zi Mo, Wen Zidao, Wen Zisang, Wen Ziyu, Wen Ziwan..." Every time Wen Rong called a child's name, he rubbed their lanugo hair, and finally gently stroked the little pink flower in the small pink water basin. Enter Egg Cub.

All with his surname!

Mo Shi smiled nonchalantly, "Not bad name."

"Father, am I not called Dabao?" Dabao was a bit reluctant to bear his nickname.He still remembers what Ah He said - we don't name children after Baolai here, and he thought it would be good to call him Dabao at that time.

"This is your first name. The name you will use when you grow up. It has the same surname as your father. It is Miao Miao from our old Wen family." Wen Rong patiently explained to him, "At home, my father still calls you babies."

"Same surname as daddy!" Er Bao's eyes lit up, "I want to have the same surname as daddy, and I have a surname too!"

"There are a lot of people in our old Wen's family." Hearing what Wen Rong and Er Bao said, Da Bao also felt very good.

"Big Daddy, Big Daddy, my name is Wen Zidao, I have a surname, what's your last name, Big Daddy?" Er Bao ran to pester Mo Shi in a big way.

Moshi didn't speak.What's his last name?He doesn't have a surname. According to the meaning of the old man who named him at the beginning, he should probably have the surname Mo.

Levik is just one of his many aliases.

"Uncle's surname is Levik." Wen Rong answered for Moshi.He held the three treasures and four treasures in his arms at the same time, trying to see if they could stand upright.

Sanbao stood firmly, while Sibao held Wen Rong's arm crookedly, and was about to sit down within two seconds of standing.

Dabao and Erbao took Sanbao's hand and walked him carefully in the living room. Sibao raised his eyelids and looked at them with disinterest, and rolled into Wen Rong's arms to monopolize his father's arms - to sleep.

Mo Shiguang just watched Wen Rong and the children for a few hours, until everything was silent outside and everyone else had fallen asleep, he didn't even intend to get up and leave.

At first, Wen Rong murmured in his heart: What did he think, even if he was a guest, he should leave at some point.

Later, he just looked at these little kids and forgot the time. The little kids fell asleep one after another, and Wen Rong carried them back to the bedroom and put them on the bed, only then did he remember that the guests were still at home.

"...If you don't mind, you can sleep in the room next door for one night." Seeing that the gentleman didn't intend to leave at all, he politely 'retained the guest', which was actually a disguised reminder to the other party: it's time to leave.

Who knew that Mo Shi nodded, "Okay!"

ha?

Wen Rong was caught off guard.But since the other party agreed, of course he had to treat the guests with all his heart, so he ran to the next room to tidy up a little, and quickly spread the bedding and sheets that he had bought in advance.

After settled down in Area B, Wen Rong successively bought more furniture and daily necessities.There is also a second-hand double bed in this room. I originally planned to let Dabao and Erbao sleep here after the birth of the five treasures. The bedding is well prepared, and the sheets and quilt covers are made of fabrics from their factory. It came out, Wen Rong sewed it herself, a full set of bright purple.

Moshi stood at the door and looked at the rather garish purple bedding, a little unaccustomed to it.This is not in line with his daily aesthetic.

In addition, the ground of this house is still piled with recovered radish heads, soybeans, and green onions, and the smell of the air is particularly layered and rich.

"Sorry, I only have these at home." It's too simple, otherwise you'd better go home...

Moshi walked to the window and slowly unbuttoned his coat.

Wen Rong pointed to the outside, "Let me fetch some washing water for you and put it outside, don't pour the water after washing..." Thinking that their children's 'bath water' is useful, Wen Rong boldly guessed that this one's Bath water' should work too.

Use it to water the vegetable garden, don't waste it.

After explaining, Wen Rong went back to the next door and lay down next to the children, adjusting the sleeping positions of the four sleepy kids.

After he lay down, Sibao, who was too lazy to move at first, squirmed into his arms like a caterpillar and squeezed in. Sanbao, who was a step slower than him, could only retreat and lean on his shoulder, He half-closed his eyes in bewilderment.

Moshi simply tidied up and extinguished the candles in the room when he was about to fall asleep.

The mattress under his body was not soft, but it smelled of sunlight. Although this smell was immediately mixed with the smell of other agricultural products in the room, Moshi felt a sense of security when he smelled it.

He closed his eyes and thought he would not be able to fall asleep, but fell asleep within a few minutes and had a very peaceful dream.

In his dream, he returned to the time when he was a child running freely in the small alleys here, playing various small games with his friends carefree during the day, and returning home at night when he was tired from playing, there was always something in the sandwich room. The figure sat in front of the fire pit and smiled at him gently, and greeted him:

"Mr. Levik, wash your hands and eat." The voice is the baritone voice he is familiar with coaxing children, and it is this voice that makes the face of the person who cooks for him and waits for him to eat gradually change in his dream clear up.

It is gentle.

"My name is not Levik, my name is Moshi..."

When Moshi himself announced his real name in the dream, the gentleman suddenly opened his eyes in the darkness, and both eyes turned deep dark red at the same time.

In the middle of the night, the woman quietly walked out of the next bedroom.

The dark red eyes looked complicatedly at the room where Wen Rong and his son were sleeping, and collided with a pair of calm and calm eyes inside through the wall.

Still beware of him, little thing!

It wasn't until it was confirmed that Moshi had left their home that Sanbao, who was lying beside Wen Rong, withdrew his gaze, closed his eyes again, rested his forehead on Wen Rong's shoulder, and fell asleep happily.

"Ba, ba!" The little guy imitated his brothers and shouted softly in his heart.

When Wen Rong woke up the next day, she couldn't laugh or cry when she saw her hands and feet being 'divided' by several brats.No wonder he dreamed of being chased by someone all night, but he couldn't run no matter how hard he ran. It turned out that his limbs were covered with 'sandbags', so how could he run.

Thinking back to the scene in his dream where he was finally chased by someone and fell to the ground, Wen Rong shivered with aversion to cold.What a messy dream, at first he was fleeing, and in the middle there was a scene similar to Resident Evil, and the one chasing him after him didn't look like a person or a monster who wanted to kill him, but just kept following him, no matter what he did No matter where he runs, the person chasing him will definitely show up within two transitions.

The point is that he didn't even see the face and figure of the person in the dream clearly!fall!

"If you want to invite a beautiful woman too!" Wen Rong complained in his heart, and then thought that the scene of a beautiful woman chasing him and throwing him down is too unrestrained.

"Father~" Dabao rubbed his eyes and sat up, then called out Wen Rong in a daze, "Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Wen Rong came back to pick him up from the bed, trotted all the way to the vegetable field in the backyard, and asked him to 'water' the vegetable field.

Just after taking the older one back, the three half-dreamed and half-awake rolled a few times with their short legs in between, and the father, who had already had some experience raising cubs, took them to 'watering' one by one. , ran four times in a row, and he was completely awake after he was done.

By the way, I also did my morning exercise.

Let the children continue to sleep, Wen Rong went to the next door and knocked on the door. After hearing no movement inside, he boldly opened the door and took a look inside.

The empty beds showed that the people who slept there last night had already left, and Wen Rong was still a little disappointed.

Could it be that you didn't sleep well?Why did you leave in the middle of the night?

If you can't figure it out, just don't think about it, Wen Rong simply made the bed and went to the small kitchen in the backyard to prepare breakfast.

For breakfast, soy milk and oil cakes are prepared, and by the way, half of them are reserved to make tofu flowers for the children.

In the middle of cooking, Dabao and Erbao came to the kitchen with Sanbao, and Wen Rong waved to them, "Where is Sibao?"

"Sleep. Sibao is a slob." Erbao twisted his small body to imitate Sibao, "Father, let's put Sibao back."

"If the four treasures don't fight, they won't be stuffed back. Whoever fights will be stuffed back." Wen Rong stirred the soy milk in the pot and joked with his second son.

Er Bao immediately stopped talking and hid behind Dabao.

"Sambo, is it delicious?" Wen Rong glanced at the silent third son, this little guy was even older than when Dabao didn't know him well.

Sanbao nodded, biting off half of the pancakes in one bite, his cheeks were bulging, and the food looked delicious.

Sibao walked out of the bedroom by himself. He was still not very steady on his walk. He staggered and spread his short legs out of the bedroom. He leaned on the wall and the door, and glanced at his feet. The long and difficult way to walk, I howled loudly.

Dabao and Erba immediately ran over, shouting to Wen Rong while running: "I'm coming!"

Wen Rong was also left to them to deal with.Brother, this is the only way to promote feelings.

After a while, Dabao and Erbao raised their heads and feet one by one, and brought Sibao to the kitchen with a lift, a hug and occasionally a few steps.

The Four Treasures were honest throughout the whole process, passively enjoying the "care" from the two elder brothers, as long as they don't let him go by themselves, that's fine.

Wen Rong felt a little sympathetic to the little guy who was brought here like this, but the little guy didn't care, he even stretched out his arms to Wen Rong, begging for a hug.

Wen Rong took him over and hugged him with one hand, "Does Sibao want to eat cake?"

Four treasures smash it, smash it, mouth, yes!

Wen Rong handed the quarter piece that was cut just now to him, and the little guy didn't use his own hand to hold it, but opened his mouth delicately to take a bite with Wen Rong's hand.

"Dad, Sibao is too lazy!" Erbao couldn't see it, Sibao also monopolized Dad's arms last night, and he is still like this today, so let's beat him up later.

"It's a bit lazy." Wen Rong smiled, he put the Four Treasures on his lap, and put the pancake in his hand into the boy's hands, to see what he would do.

Little Sibao looked at Wen Rong tearfully at first, waiting for his father to feed him.Although Wen Rong couldn't stand him being coquettish and cute, she resisted resolutely.

Too lazy to do it.If you are too lazy, you will not be able to survive in this environment. It is not a good thing to indulge the little guy while he is still young enough to make him change.

The little Sibao held the small half of the pancake loosely in his small hand but refused to eat it by himself. He looked at Wen Rong for a while, then at Dabao and Erbao for a while, and even sent requests to the three treasures who were about his age.

Brother, hello~

Dabao was soft-hearted and wanted to help him, but was stopped by Erbao, "I can't, big brother. He is a big baby, not a little Dandan. He can eat by himself."

Only Sanbao responded to Xiaosibao's request, but the process was not as Xiaosibao expected.

Sanbao wobbled and took two steps before he was steady. He walked up to Sibao, looked at Sibao at the same level for a while, then looked at the oil cake that Sibao was reluctantly holding in his hand, and suddenly lowered his head and swallowed the small half of the oil cake. Take it away, and eat deliciously in front of the four treasures.

This scene was beyond everyone's expectation, and also beyond Sibao's expectation.The little thing was obviously stunned for several seconds before he could react, curled his lips, the two tears in his eyes were squeezed down forcefully.

Wen Rong wanted to laugh, but he still had to coax Sibao, "Look, Sibao, if you don't eat it yourself, you will be eaten up by your brother."

Sibao sobbed and felt aggrieved and burrowed into Wen Rong's arms, "ba~~bobobo..."

Still unable to speak well, he choked up to express his pity.

Wen Rong made him sad for a while, then cut a piece of cake for him, and stuffed it in his hand. This time, the little boy gripped his fingers very tightly, and he obediently ate it.

When drinking soy milk, the other three treasures each have their own way of drinking, and they don’t need to be fed by Wen Rong, and he is a little lazy, but when he sees his third brother drinking his soy milk, his eyes are fixed. Staring at his small wooden bowl, Sibao immediately became vigilant, covered his own bowl with his two small arms, crawled on the table, moved his mouth to the edge of the bowl, and sucked hard with his mouth.

Don't let the third brother rob him of his meal again!

Although the four children ate all over themselves after breakfast, Wen Rong didn't show any sign of getting angry.After helping them change into clean clothes, he put the four cubs into a basket and carried them out the door.

Today I am going to accompany Mr. Levik to inspect the 'Water Plant' and 'Vegetable Farm'. I have to send these four little guys to the factory first, and let other children take care of them.

After exiting the passageway in Area B, Moshi and Crow were waiting there.

The crow glanced at the two new cubs in surprise, and couldn't help but want to look back at his master's current expression.

It's been a while since I haven't seen two more brats beside him, and they are all powerful brats.

"I'll send them to the factory before we start." Wen Rong didn't ask Mo Shi why he left after sleeping until midnight last night, and just pretended that it didn't happen.

Mo Shi originally thought about how to explain his sudden departure all morning, but he felt very comfortable seeing this young man without asking.

He followed Wen Rong to the factory in District N.

The workers in the factory thought they had 'enlightened' when they saw him coming with Wen Rong, and Wen Rong had two more cubs beside him.

Two more children are here?Although this seems to be quite 'romantic', won't their little boss feel a little bit at a loss?

The hearts of the workers in the factory are naturally inclined to the gentleness that pays them wages.It is tiring enough to raise one or two, and I will send two younger ones.Mr. Levik had better not let their little boss down, otherwise...

However, when the workers saw Wen Rou's smiling face, feeling 'like sweetness' and brimming with happiness, they knew that it was not for them to express their opinions on such matters.

When Wen Rong and Moshi went out to do errands, Dabao, Erbao, and the three treasures and four treasures enthusiastically introduced their "names" to the people around them. When they heard their surname was Wen, they were people who had a little grudge against Moshi in their hearts before. I don't have any more ideas.

Mr. Levik handed over his children to the little boss to raise them, and even gave them the surname of the little boss. Without absolute trust and admiration, it would be impossible to do so.

For the adults in the town, sometimes it doesn’t matter if it’s their own child or not. They have a lot of orphans here, and some people in the town pick up unwanted children and raise them themselves. In their view, as long as they are The ones I raise with my surname are my cubs, and they will continue their lives.

The surname of the little boss is the offspring of the little boss.

The four of Dabao and the others were surprised to find that starting today, the adults around them stopped calling them by their nicknames, and they all called them by their first names, and they called them ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh'hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh'hhhhhhhhh according to the local people's custom.

"Amo, do you know how to be filial to your father? It's not easy for him." This is Grandma Qiong's earnest teaching.

"Ah Dao, you have to remember that your surname is Wen, and you will never forget it for the rest of your life?" This is Ah He stroking Er Bao's head to 'take care' of him.

"Ah Sang, Ayu...be obedient, eat well and grow up, and protect your father in the future." This is what other employees told the two cubs.

The four treasures looked puzzled, but they also nodded seriously to show that they had listened.

Regarding the gossip between Wen Rong and Mo Shi, these workers had already tacitly accepted it.They also lose interest in gossip about things that are tacitly accepted as established facts.

So neither Moshi nor Wen Rong knew that their relationship had reached such a point.

Wen Rong took Mo Shi to inspect the progress of their two projects.

Due to the need for confidentiality, Wen Rong left Du Zhan at the water plant as the factory manager, and Master Bai was transferred to the vegetable farm.Both of them knew about their identities and special features, and Wen Rong was not afraid to let them know a little bit.

Master Bai was already interested in land reclamation and planting. Before the other buildings and equipment in the vegetable farm had been built, he took a few recruited employees to actively reclaim the land and spray the 'improving agent' along the way.

Regarding the 'improving agent', what Wen Rong told him was 'Mr. Levik bought it at a high price from outside, and it can remove the toxins in the soil', Master Bai firmly believed in this.He has lived here for a long time, and he can learn about the rapid changes in the outside world from those who escaped in Area B, and he also knows that these people are deliberately 'imprisoned' here.Therefore, he is not surprised by the 'improvement agent' that can be bought at a high price outside.

After using up all the preserved blood, they only reclaimed about ten acres of land. They had already planted vegetable seeds half a month ago, and now they have grown one-centimeter tender seedlings. In half a month, the first You can eat spinach, cabbage and radish sprouts.

Moshi came today and brought a new 'improving agent'. Wen Rong personally diluted it and told Master Bai that they were going to reclaim a second piece of land for the next wave of planting.

Master Bai and his employees are all middle-aged or old people without relatives and no reason, and they usually live in the 'manor'. While the 'Waterworks' drilled deep wells, they also drilled several deep wells in their manor. For now, they don't have to worry about using water.In terms of food, people are sent to pick it up every day. Anyway, it is not far from the town, and the three or four 10-minute journey is for their foot speed, so they just go for a drive.

The soil here can grow vegetables, and for Master Bai, it is undoubtedly the greatest joy he has been looking forward to in his entire life.He takes care of these dishes more than anyone else.Standing behind Wen Rong and Mo Shi and listening to them discussing how to speed up the progress of improving the soil, the old man was very excited. If all the soil in this place can return to normal in the future, then the people living here and their descendants , can be regarded as waiting for the real 'hope'.