The morning light shines on the complicated streets and alleys and becomes warm.

Fengxiang Market is noisy and orderly.

The convoy entering the city was opened by the yamen runners and walked through the lively market without any obstacles. When I stopped at the inn, I couldn't help but have many dreams. Geng Qing asked the team to rush around overnight. It was the morning of the next day when he arrived here.

"Mom, I'll have a rest later. I'll accompany you to stroll around the city tomorrow?"

Geng Qing helped my mother get off the carriage and walked into the hall. Qiao Niang followed her, with more than 20 wives behind her. They were all depressed. When they heard that they could sleep on the bed, they happily held the sisters beside her. After nearly two months of travel, they had already curled up in the car and had a headache.

After settled down, a group of women brought their own things and chattered around Geng Qingling and the others to find the room. Some of them were in good spirits and pestered him in the room, asking him to wait for a while in the room, saying that they were asking other sisters to serve them together. In the end, Wang Jinqiu, who was next door, coughed loudly, so he calmed down the women and sat back with a embarrassed mouth.

"A good rest is still long."

Geng Qing shaved the nose of one of the women, tidied up his clothes and stood up and went out. After closing the door, he saw Qiao Niang bringing hot water into the house and waiting for the old woman to wash up.

"You are tired, let me do it."

"Husband...How can you do this?" Qiao Niang hurriedly pushed him, but Geng Qing snatched the towel. She pressed Qiao Niang to the bench by the table and sat down. He wrung the water stains and smiled and said, "My son is waiting for his mother, but others can tell me?"

As he said that, he walked to the window, wiped Wang Jinqiu's face and hands with his own hands, changed into a wooden basin and took off the old woman's shoes and soaked it in warm water. Wang Jinqiu didn't want his son to do these things, but he was not as strong as his son. He struggled for a few times, but he still let him come.

Seeing his son burying his head to wash his feet, Wang Jinqiu couldn't help but touch his hair and asked softly:

"Zhuzi, when will we go to Longyou?"

"It's not too late to take a break here for a few days to get better at it."

On the other side, Qiao Niang, who was pouring water, pursed her lips and smiled, brought it to Wang Jinqiu, and smiled at her husband: "Mother-in-law is trying to see her eldest grandson... My husband is so smart on weekdays, why can't she think of these?"

"ah?"

Geng Qing was wiping his mother's feet. When he heard this, he was stunned and raised his face, "Mom... do you all know?"

"If the person you sent had not said that he had missed it, I don't know when I was hiding it." Wang Jinqiu poked his son's forehead with his finger.

"If your father left later and delayed for three or five years, he might have seen his Geng family incense. You, hurry up and have a family with Qiao Niang. There are so many women next door. Don't tell my mother that they are all from the palace, they are noble! My son is expensive too. They are afraid that you can climb onto their beds, so I don't believe you have been lying on it. If each person has a grandchild, oh, that's so beautiful. The Geng family incense is very popular. Even if I die tomorrow, I can still raise my head and chest to see your father!"

The old woman had little to say in her belly, and most of the things she could say to her son were about daily life and diet, and the rest were criticized by the matter of her offspring.

Qiao Niang's face turned red when she heard this, and she was secretly smiling.
Chapter completed!