The color of the horizon on the east side is dark and white. The old trees swaying gently in the yard are rustling, and the leaves are separated from the treetops and are falling lightly with dewy shoulders.

Geng Qing had not slept all night, looking at the gradually whitening sky, and was about to leave today. He thought about the plan for a night yesterday and passed it again in his mind. From the mining road outside Gengjia Village to the southwest, through Dai County and Yanmen, then through Taiyuan, Xinzhou Fen River took a boat south to Hezhong Prefecture, crossed the Yellow River to the capital, and arrived in Chang'an.

After the first half of the land route, the second half of the water route is relatively safer, at least there are fewer robberies.

In the yard, Qiao Niang had already gotten up early to cook. When Wang Jinqiu came out of the house, her eyes were a little red. It was obvious that she had cried quietly in the quilt last night. Old Man Geng, who came out of the wheelchair, shouted, and then stopped the choking sound and began to help carry the things that had been sorted into the donkey cart.

After breakfast, it was just dawn and the village was already noisy. Dachun and his family drove a carriage and waited for the dam. They were surrounded by a group of villagers. When the donkey cart arrived, they packed a cage of chickens and ducks, a few bags of grain, and put a pile of bacon from countless years on it.

"Dazhu, and your Aunt Zhang, must bring her with you." Geng Dachun looked around and quickly got out of the carriage. He whispered in a low voice when Geng Qing said for a moment. He quickly waved towards Widow Zhang's house, "Auntie, please hurry up."

On the other side, the thick woman held the rice bag on her shoulders, held the yelling poultry in her hand, and the baskets and folded bedding behind her back. She was reluctant to throw away the two sets of clothes she had changed. She twisted her thick waist and came here without even bothering the villagers laughing at her, and putting the things one by one out of the donkey cart.

"I'm leaving." Wang Jinqiu pinched the corner of the old man Geng's clothes, looked at the familiar faces, where he had lived for most of his life, there were water stains in his eyes.

"It's for the sake of birth! Zhuzi has an idea, so the couple must stand on his side!"

The old man's tone was stern, but his eyes were actually red.

The soapcorn tree rustled in the wind. Geng Qing checked the vehicle again and bowed to Mr. Geng and bowed to Mr. Geng, "Mr. Tai. I can't take care of me if I have something to do in Chang'an. If I make a difference in my village, the children in the village want to come and find me."

After saying that, he bowed to the surrounding villagers, thanked for his years of care, and turned around and worked with Dachun to carry the old man Geng onto the carriage and settled it inside. Dachun and Widow Zhang also went in and took a ride together.

Geng Qing drove a donkey cart and sat with Qiao Niang. He raised his whip and squeaked out of the village entrance. The villagers on the road separated the two cars and watched the two cars slowly driving up the mountain road. Only then did the quiet people make a sound.

"I don't know if there will be war, so I will just take my family away, and I'm not afraid of encountering the strong man with the paths in the mountains."

"No, it's not the famine. Those who come to the army to capture the city will want the people to live... Dazhu is not good if he is too smart."

"......That Widow Zhang is not ashamed and runs with her butt."

"Oh, if I weren't willing to bear the crops in the fields, I would have wanted to go with me, Chang'an, I heard from the caravans in the past that it was the largest city in the world and many Hu people in the Western Regions."

"You want to watch Orchid dance without clothes."

"......I think, ah, I'm not that kind of person."

The words were intertwined in the village mouth. Geng Taigong paused the crutches in his hand and scolded him twice. He looked to the mountain road and met with more than ten convoys from afar. His toothless lips slowly stumbled, and he murmured in a daze: "I don't know the good and bad luck when Dazhu goes out, but if he comes back, it will definitely not be like this today... That's the ancestors of Gengjia Village have all the honors."

.........

Know ~~

Know ~~

The sun was scorching towards the mountain aisle, and the carriages and donkey carriages were dragging and swaying along the rugged road surface with a creaking sound. Geng Qing handed the donkey carriage to a Golden Knife Gang to help the people, searched for soft pads in Bai Yunxiang's carriage behind, stuffed them to the carriage in the middle, and cushioned the old man Geng and his mother Wang Jinqiu, and told Qiao Niang to take good care of the two elders. The little girl had tears in her eyes and nodded in response, looking back at the direction of Gengjia Village from time to time. She had been here for more than a month, and finally felt that it was a home. She was about to leave again, so she naturally felt reluctant to leave.

Wang Jinqiu is a gentle and slow man, and he can't say anything. He just took Qiao Niang and gently touched her head and said something comforting. Widow Zhang, who was so arrogant, opened the curtain and stumbled into her head, "Don't be sad, the tree moves to death, the person moves to live, when you go outside, if someone bullies you, your aunt will sit at his doorstep and scold you for a day and night."

"Yes, I'm still there!" Dachun turned around outside at the right time, which made Qiao Niang smile. Everyone in the car chuckled, and the miserable atmosphere became a little better.

Geng Qing, who was walking outside, felt much more comfortable listening to the joke inside. He walked to the front of the team and found Dou Wei, the leader in front, and discussed some things to do. He might encounter a mountain bandit and road domineering, and how to deal with it.

The road leading to the outside of Gengjia Village is only five or six miles. In the past, there were not many caravans, and they were not seen like they had walked two miles now. It was probably another journey. There was a panic scream at the end of the forest. The convoy suddenly became nervous. Geng Qing asked someone to inform the back, don’t panic, don’t explore the truth, just walk forward and ignore it.

In fact, he was also a little scared, and it was even more impossible to reveal it at this time, otherwise the team would be difficult to lead.

It was half a mile again, and Geng Qing was so tired that he couldn't stand up. He would go to Bai Yunxiang's car behind. After all, she was the only one inside, she was enough to lie flat and lean against the woman's soft thighs. She felt sleepy when she was shaking. After all, she didn't sleep all night and walked three miles again, her eyelids closed down.

"I am really my enemy. I will still have to count on you in the future... Don't be tired."

The woman in a cloth dress had a different charm. Her fingers gently poked the young man's black face. The more she looked at her, the more she felt it was more attractive. She bit her red lips and suddenly curled up a hint of cunning.

If you are nervous and scared, what can you do...

He looked at the stroking curtain opposite, twisted his plump and graceful body, changed his position, gently placed Geng Qing on the cushion, leaned over and approached the man's lower body, and there was a rustling sound of untied clothes.

In a drowsy and sleepy mood, Geng Qing shook his head with the frame. In a daze, he felt that his lower body was soaked in a large bucket full of warm water, and softly wrapped around from time to time.

......I fell into the water?

"Mr. Geng!"

In a daze, a sudden sound came from outside, and he suddenly left warmly. Geng Qing sat up all over soberly, and saw his belt unbuttoned, revealing a piece of stuff, straight upward. The woman there wiped the corner of her mouth and put her face away with a smile, probably not going to explain.

"Goddes..."

He glared at him, quickly put on his clothes, and went outside and said, "What's the matter?"

"A couple was found in the forest ahead."

"A wife?"

Geng Qing was stunned for a moment, lifted the curtain and got out of the carriage. The gang members who came over to report quickly corrected, "Sir, it's a couple, it seems they were passing by by a small path."

I was so tragic that I was not even able to hear the words wrongly. Forget it, I would rather not come to this car. When I followed the crowd, I called Qiao Niang down. Dachun's parents, Widow Zhang, and his parents were crowded in the same car. It was too crowded, so I simply asked her to go to Bai Yunxiang's side.

Then, he rushed forward.

The girl pouted and climbed onto the chariot. She saw the woman with exquisite makeup inside, with a concave figure. Thinking that her husband had been here before, she couldn't help but shrink her knees in a coquettish manner, sat down to the window frame and muttered to the outside.

"Why?"

hehe......

Bai Yunxiang stirred the embroidered handkerchief, stretched her legs, fiddled with the tips of her shoes, chuckled at Qiao Niang, and her voice was soft and soft.

"Because I'm so sexy..."

at the same time.

Geng Qing, who was heading forward, also saw the couple. The fat figure turned around and met the sight that was just right. Geng Qing widened his eyes.

"County Master, why are you?!"
Chapter completed!