Hammer like a song

[August [-]th Yin-Yang Half-Day Virtue]

Two years later.

Mo Xie and Gan Jiang returned to Mojia Village, and got married under the witness of Li Zheng and the elders. The rumor that the apprentice became a husband-in-law was confirmed. There was a lot of gossip in the village, as if it was a big festival, but the neighbors did not forget to send congratulations Yi, Cheng is the one with the worst mouth, but he sent a big pheasant to congratulate, mothers-in-law, aunts and uncles are always sinister and friendly.

Ding.despair. .Ding.despair. .Ding.despair. .After two years of hard work, there is finally something to be gained. The iron essence of the five mountains and the gold and silver of the Liuhe are all in the hands of the couple. The sound of the hammer in the Mo family's blacksmith shop resounds, and it lasts day and night.

In spring, autumn, winter and summer, the belts of clothes gradually became wider, and good swords came out of the oven, but Mo Xie was still not satisfied.The generals worked hard, accompanied each other, and dealt with the daily operation of the iron shop with long-sleeved skills. There are rumors in all towns and villages that the owner of the Mo family shop has changed, and now the apprentice is in charge.

The news of the war in the distance came, the dispute between Wu and Chu was in full swing, and the country of Yue was eager to try.

It was night, and the sword hadn't been made yet. The couple fell asleep on the kang with their bodies hot and tired.

Mo Xie tossed and turned, muttering: "I wonder if my king can defeat the enemy army and give the people a peaceful life."

Gan Jiang embraced her with his eyes closed, and replied in a low voice, "It will definitely work."

In the dead of night, Mo Xie saw his father and brother returning in a carriage in a trance, stepped into the gate of the courtyard laughing loudly, took out plum wine and chatted to the moon under the tree.

"Little sister, but I have something on my mind. It's rare for us to get together. Why are we so absent-minded?"

"It's all my father and elder brother's fault. They have been missing for several years and have not heard from them, nor have they passed down the secret of making iron. Now I want to forge a sword to help my king and cut through the troubled times, but I still can't get it right."

"What's so difficult about it? You cut off the black hair and nails, put them into the furnace, and then order people to add charcoal to the furnace, and at the same time blow continuously, Jinying can be smelted into iron."

At dawn, Mo Xie woke up. It turned out to be a dream, but the casting method in the dream was so clear, she couldn't help but tell Gan Jiang that the two forged the sword embryo according to the dream method. It took a month, and the sword embryo was actually successfully forged.It took several more months to finally cast a pair of male and female swords. The male sword was engraved with tortoise characters, and the female sword was dotted with water patterns.

When the sword is completed, the precious brilliance is in full bloom, sprinkled inside and outside the iron shop, and the whole village knows that the sword is alive.

Beside the stove, Mo Xie stared at the sword in his hand affectionately. After a long while, he suddenly spat out a mouthful of filth: "Ugh... my sword! Ugh..."

"!" Gan Jiang hurriedly stepped forward to support his always healthy master, sat her down, rinsed his mouth, wiped his sword, and hurriedly asked: "What's wrong with you? What's wrong with you?"

"It's okay, maybe it's because I haven't had a good rest in casting swords these days." Mo Xie was also a little bit surprised, and comforted her husband.

The go-getter was not at ease, and finally invited a disease doctor to come, and he sent out a happy pulse.The couple were overjoyed.

In the evening, Mo Xie sat in the small courtyard, with a wooden box containing male and female swords on the table in his left hand, and a go-getter who wished to transform into a cushion beside him in his right hand.

"These two swords, the Yang sword is called Ganjiang, and the female sword is called Moxie."

The go-getter responded softly, his eyes flicked back and forth between his wife and the two swords, thoughtful.