Early on the next morning, Song Qiu got on the mule cart driven by Du Chuanfu and headed straight to the town.
It is about to enter the winter moon, and the weather in this early morning is even more chilly at times. Song Qiu, wearing a thick cotton-padded jacket and sitting in a covered mule cart, still feels a little cold.
He couldn't help but lift the car curtain and handed out the spare thatched raincoat in the car, "Uncle Du, are you cold? Put this on to cover yourself from the wind and block dew so that your clothes won't get wet."
It's misty here and there's a lot of dew.
Hearing this, Du Chuanfu took it and put it on, and said with a smile: "The little one has thick skin and is not cold. The cotton-padded jackets that the girl made for everyone use a lot of cotton, so they are warm and comfortable to wear!"
The girl is generous. The cotton-padded jackets he was given in winter at his former host's house were not so thick.
A few months have passed since he met such a master, but he still feels that he has never come back to his senses and feels lucky!
"Girl, please sit inside. If you lift the curtain, the wind will come in. It's cold. Don't worry about the little one. The little one won't be cold."
Song Qiu heard him talk about it many times, and he insisted on calling himself this, but there was nothing he could do. Seeing that the person was wearing a raincoat, which could block the wind and dew, he lowered the curtain.
The cold wind that came in at that moment was indeed quite cold and unbearable.
But looking at the fog, it seems that the sun is shining brightly again today. Waiting for the sun to rise soon, it will be much warmer.
She was going to town today, but she had many things to do, so it would be better if the sun warmed her up.
Du Chuanfu drove the car smoothly, and the fog was still thick all the way to the town.
Song Qiu first asked him to drive the mule cart to Fuji Steamed Bun Shop. The two of them got into the shop, ate two cages of steamed buns and drank a bowl of warm porridge to warm their stomachs. Then they continued to the south of the town and out of town.
Go to the pottery kiln not far outside.
Before that, as early as Song Qiu's mule cart entered the town, people were following it and immediately headed to Pingyuan Gambling House in the east of the town.
The all-night gambling house has just fallen into silence, and everyone in the gambling house is resting.
Gou Fugui entered through the back door, carefully walked to the door of a room in the backyard, and knocked gently.
For a while, there was no movement inside. Gou Fugui had no choice but to knock harder.
Then an impatient scolding sounded from inside, "Who is it? It's so early in the morning, why are you knocking!"
Gou Fugui winced and replied, "Master Chun, it's me, Gou Fugui, the person you asked me to keep an eye on came to town today."
After a while, Qi Chun, who was inside, put on his clothes and went outside to open the door. He looked at Gou Fugui outside the door, yawned widely and said, "He's really here? Did you read that right?"
"You read that right, it's really here. When I came back to report the news, I was on my way to Fuji Steamed Bun Shop!" Gou Fugui said.
Qi Chun nodded, "Okay, I'll leave this matter to you. The eldest lady said, teach that girl a lesson. I heard that the servants around her know how to do some kung fu. You call the four Wangs."
Brother, just follow up and do what the eldest lady tells you."
He didn't go there in person for such a trivial matter. After staying up all night, he was so sleepy that he couldn't stand it anymore.
When Gou Fugui heard this, he quickly responded: "Okay! Don't worry, Mr. Chun, I will definitely do what the eldest lady ordered and teach that girl a lesson!"
Qi Chun waved his hand and went back to sleep.
Gou Fugui left the gambling house and went to the courtyard next door to knock on the door.
The thugs raised by the gambling house live here every day.
Gou Fugui went in and called the four kings.
These few who had not done any errands last night and had slept now felt refreshed and followed Gou Fugui outside happily.
Helping the eldest lady to do things, if the eldest lady is happy, the master will be happy, and then they will lose face!
Gou Fugui and his party quickly walked out of the alley and headed outside.
Behind the big tree at the corner, an unattractive and slovenly man with a weed in his mouth watched a few people walking away and followed them unsteadily.
I followed a few people all the way to Fuji Baozi Shop, and saw a few people quietly following a mule cart towards the south of the town.
Hu Qing couldn't help but be curious, what were these ne'er-do-well bastards trying to do so early in the morning!
This guy surnamed Gou led someone to beat him last time. He had been thinking about regaining his place. He planned to fight alone and beat Gou Fugui into a dead dog!
Finally, he met someone who was alone today. Before he could make a move, he went back and took a few people with him.
He had no choice but to wait for the opportunity.
When he saw someone following the mule cart to the south of the town, he had no choice but to keep following.
After following for a while, Hu Qing was curious about who was in the mule cart. He took advantage of the large flow of people and quietly moved to the front. He happened to see Song Qiu, who had lifted the curtain and stuck his head out to look outside.
Hu Qing immediately opened his eyes wide.
Good guy, isn't this the girl that Brother Yang told them to protect in Panshi Town?
The brothers often teased Brother Yang, saying that Brother Yang was a rare little girl. Brother Yang also did not deny that this girl was their future sister-in-law!
This guy Gou Fugui actually wants to take advantage of his sister-in-law?
Humph! Isn’t this just settling old and new grudges together?
A mere rich man wanted to bully his sister-in-law. Last time, the noble man gave them money and asked them to pick trouble with his sister-in-law, but they didn't even accept it.
What the heck is this wealth?
They can't let go of what Brother Yang told them!
Hu Qing spit out the weeds in his mouth, turned around, and got into the alley next to him.
Seeing two equally slovenly men nestled in the corner, he waved and said: "You two, go and call people. Someone wants to bully our future sister-in-law. They are going to the town entrance here. If they call people, hurry up and follow them."
superior!"
The two men were in a daze. When they heard this, they became excited and immediately became energetic. They got up and ran in different directions.
As soon as the mule cart left the town, Du Chuanfu moved his ears keenly and then became alert.
He whispered behind the car curtain: "Girl, it seems someone is following us."
When Song Qiu heard this in the mule carriage, he lifted the curtain and looked at Du Chuanfu, "Is there really someone following you?"
"I didn't leave the town just now, so I felt a little bit, but it was not obvious. Now that I have left the town, there are few people. I am sure that the people behind us must have followed us. From the sound, it seems that there is more than one wave of people.
"Du Chuanfu nodded. There was no need to look back. He had the ability to identify danger on his own.
Song Qiu listened, wondering who was trying to take advantage of her.
She wasn't offended either...
Uh, no.
She offended someone.
I was having breakfast at the bun shop just now, and I seemed to hear the two women next door talking very enthusiastically about Mrs. Liu's theft.
The word about telling people to disperse that day spread quite widely, and Mrs. Liu must have known about it.
It's impossible to say that she suspected that she did it, so she wanted to vent her anger.
Her family's gambling house had a lot of idle people.
But Uncle Du said there were two waves of people?
Then who is the next wave?
Song Qiu couldn't help but said: "Is Uncle Du sure?"
Du Chuanfu did not exaggerate, but he said calmly: "Listen to the pace, you are not a master, just a group of thugs, the younger ones can handle it!"
"Lady, please stay in the mule cart and wait until the younger ones finish them off!"
After all, he was a guard leader raised by a wealthy family. He didn't even have these skills, so he was still okay.
He has played with real swords and guns, just a few bastards.
Don't brag, he really doesn't take it seriously.
Song Qiu felt relieved upon hearing this and sat back in the car safely.
She thought a lot about buying a servant who knew some skills, but it wasn't for nothing.
A Ling, a martial arts master, had already tried Uncle Du's skills on her behalf.
Otherwise, she wouldn't be able to take Uncle Du with her every time she goes out!