"I'm specially bringing brown sugar cakes to you, Mrs. Mo." A Ling took out the bowl from the basket.
Mrs. Mo naturally heard what she said to greet Mei Fu outside. She glanced at the brown sugar cake and said, "Well, thank you sister Aqiu for me."
Aling chuckled and sat down on the edge of the bed with a shy face, "Uncle Master, I just want to ask you for an idea."
This was said without any beginning or end, but Mrs. Mo understood it clearly. She raised her eyes when she heard the words and said calmly: "As soon as you come, let's make peace with it."
"But my uncle is not afraid that I will bring trouble and danger to Sister Aqiu and the others?" Aling was puzzled. In fact, she wanted her uncle to tell her the truth openly, but she didn't need to ask. She knew that he would definitely not be truthful.
Tell each other.
Mrs. Mo didn't say much, she just said: "Are you really willing to leave?"
When Ah Ling choked, she was naturally reluctant to give up.
"In that case, just stay well."
"Go back, don't come to me."
Aling:......
Seeing Mrs. Mo who was looking like a guest and not wanting to say anything, Aling had no choice but to get up, pick up the basket and leave.
It was a waste of time to make peace with the situation as soon as it came. Ah Ling really couldn't let it go, but she really couldn't bear to leave sister Aqiu and grandma. She couldn't think about it, so she might as well just listen to her uncle.
Ah Ling wanted to drive fast. He figured it out as soon as he left Huang's house, and his steps became much lighter.
Even if the danger comes again, she will still risk her life and never let Sister Aqiu and the others get hurt.
Let's think about it better, what if those people don't come.
It was getting into evening, the sun was setting over the mountain, and a breeze was blowing up. It was a bit cold, but not too cold.
Mrs. Mo picked up the basket and left the house. Mei Fu, who was next door, saw her and shouted with a smile, "Are you going out to hunt grass?"
The pigs that the Huang family had raised for a year were killed at the end of the New Year, and the pig pen was vacant. They were supposed to buy a piglet to feed.
But Huang Dashao bought a leg of mutton during the Chinese New Year. Mrs. Mo said that mutton is delicious and Huang Dashao is filial. In the first two days, she went to Mrs. Zhao's house to catch a lamb and planned to feed it to a big kid and kill the meat for him.
Don't eat it, old lady.
Mrs. Mo couldn't help but appreciate her son's filial piety. After a month's rest, she went out with a basket to collect some grass every evening and came back.
You can't take the sheep to graze, that's all you can do, just take a walk.
The most indispensable thing in Nanniwan is green grass. The slopes are green and green all year round.
The terrain here is facing the wind, and it seems to be colder.
All the kids in the village have gone back after harvesting grass. Only Liu Laomeng's ducks are still having fun and won't go home until dark.
Mrs. Mo knelt down and took a sickle to cut the grass. She took one handful at a time and didn't move much. This piece of grass was enough to fill a basket.
I don't know when someone came behind me. Mrs. Mo didn't look back. She only heard the sound of the crutch leaning on the gravel, "Sister-in-law, have you really thought about it?"
Mrs. Mo paused the sickle in her hand and glanced at the green mountains in the distance.
"It's been hundreds of years, how many generations have we been, and now, the only ones keeping this secret are you and me. Just look at it, who among the entire village seems to be able to continue to live with this secret?"
"If this secret keeps spreading, sooner or later, it will kill everyone."
"They are all ordinary villagers, they have families and families, they live an ordinary life, they don't know anything, they can't afford it.
I know you are optimistic about that boy Li Yang and A Qiu, but they are still young, who knows. There is no need to make them fearful, I think the spirits of our ancestors in heaven will understand."
"We have twenty-five golden guards and have guarded the bronze bird for several generations. We will never leave you. This is enough."
"Uncle An Guo wishes for peace in the world and peace for the country and the people throughout his life."
"This opportunity couldn't be better. If I miss this opportunity, I don't know how much longer I have to wait. Then, who should I choose between Prince Hou and Prince Changshan? Brothers Dayou are also comparing themselves."
Mr. Tang stood still leaning on his crutch and looked towards the green hills. Hearing this, he smiled and said, "Let's see if he can find him and come to our door."
Mrs. Mo smiled and said, "You should have arrived at the Songshan Inn by now. It's only a matter of time before you come to the door. King Hou won't let go even if he smells something fishy. If he doesn't even have this ability,
Then there’s no need for us to waste our breath.”
Even if the dynasty changes, the land under their feet will still be their roots.
King Hou is a traitor to the country, an unjust man, and unworthy of their dealings.
Today, benevolent government and caring for the people should be the orthodoxy. King Changshan is a hero of a generation who is devoted to the country.
Only such people are worthy of handing over their things.
Even if I go down in the future and see my lord, I can straighten my back and give a good explanation.
…
Song Qiu was sitting at the table by the big window, holding a cup of hot water mixed with jam to drink. There was also a plate of Li's new snacks on the table for her to taste.
Now that my son is not busy and the sun is shining brightly, the Wangs are busy taking out the bedding in the guest room to wash, wash and dry them.
It has been a year since I turned over the bedding, which has not been covered much. It is good to turn it out, wash it and dry it. There have been no guests staying here for the past few days.
Only two rooms were left, and the rest were demolished and cleaned.
It's far from the river and has easy access to water. You can just dust it in the river, and the quilt will be extremely clean.
After washing, I hung it to dry on a bamboo pole by the river, where it rippled and danced in the breeze and sunshine.
The two little girls, Tao Xiuer and Meng Yingzi, went to the grassy slope opposite and picked back a lot of wild flowers and weeds, ranging from purple to white to red and pink. They were gathered together in a pile. Not to mention, they were really pretty.
The two little girls ran into the inn and saw Song Qiu sitting there. They ran over happily and showed Song Qiu the flowers and plants they had picked.
"Look, girl, these flowers look great in the guest room?"
Song Qiu has always been kind, and he doesn't have many rules to restrict them. Everyone gets along easily in the inn.
Tao Dongping was more lively and was cleaning the table nearby. He couldn't help but laugh and said: "This flower dries up quickly. No one has stayed in it for several days. Who can I put it in to show it?"
Tao Xiuer glared at him, "What if someone will stay here today?"
After saying that, he looked at Song Qiu eagerly, waiting for her to speak.
Song Qiu couldn't help but smile, glanced at the wild flowers and plants that they had arranged in a variety of ways, nodded and praised: "It looks good, let's put it in the guest room."
"Okay!" Upon hearing this, the two little girls happily ran to the two guest rooms where the bedding was not removed.
Tao Dongping came back to his senses, fearing that the girl would blame him for speaking out, so he quickly wiped it with a rag at the door.
As soon as I arrived at the door and was wiping the door frame, I heard the sound of horse hooves approaching.
He looked around and saw several horses galloping from the north.
This spot is not a meal spot. I wonder if this group of people will stop and have a tip?
Just as I was thinking this, I saw the pedestrian riding straight towards the door of the inn.
Tao Dongcheng, who was outside, hurried up to pick up the horse and greet the guests.
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Hey, the tree hole is back (I feel a little guilty...)
Dear little cuties, you have been waiting for a long time!
I have already given birth, and now I am raising two babies by myself, one big and one small, running around and holding the other, cooking and feeding, all the time.
So there is still no tree hole to update. I will keep working hard to update twice every day. Don’t rush, don’t rush.