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433 Dad, look at the big carriage (seeking monthly pass)

"Dad! It's coming, it's coming! The big carriage is coming!"

The six-year-old boy shouted excitedly to his father behind him.

The "dang-dang-dang" ringing sound coming from the wind and snow is the driver's reminder that the bus is about to enter the station.

It's freezing cold, but people's enthusiasm for going to the city is undiminished.

Some people want to go to the city to buy meat. Although the low-priced pork ration may not be available, if they can buy half a catty of braised meat from a braised pork shop, the children and the elderly at home will also be happy.

Some people want to go to the city to buy cloth, and a batch of cotton has been transported to the city. Life is good this year, there is enough food, and those who are willing to work hard can earn a lot of money.

Every family has a surplus, so naturally they want to buy a warm winter quilt for the entire home.

Others are carrying agricultural products at home or various herbs dug from the mountains, ready to go to the city to sell.

Nowadays, the charcoal sellers don’t have to go to the city specifically. There is always no shortage of people at the bus stops. If they only stay at the bus stops for half a day, the charcoal on the cart will be sold out.

The carriage hasn't arrived yet, but everyone has already formed a long queue.

It was cold, so there were two fewer carriages than usual, and we were worried that we might not be able to get a place in line.

"Dad, luckily we came early!"

The six-year-old child was wrapped in a heavy cloak, covering his whole little head. The white velvet trimmed with it was fluttering in the wind. His pink and jade-like little face looked like a fairy child in a painting.

At this moment, this little face was full of pride.

When others looked over, they were all amazed.

"嘁~"

Behind the little boy, a boy who was much taller than him sneered, "Isn't it because I came in line first, otherwise it would be your turn?"

Behind the young man, there was a tall middle-aged man with a beautiful beard and a big black coat on his shoulders. He looked at the two boys in front of him and shook his head:

"If you don't ride a horse, you have to ride in this big carriage. What's the fun?"

The six-year-old boy turned around and made a face at his father, with a hint of anger that a child shouldn't have in his beautiful big eyes, "It's just fun! It's just fun!"

It seems that even his father can't stop him from doing what he wants to do!

"Okay, okay, okay, okay, let's have fun!"

The middle-aged man with a beautiful beard looked helpless in his eyes, complaining in his heart that he was spoiled by his mother and became lawless!

One look at the clothes of these three people showed that they were either rich or noble.

Such three people should be incompatible with each other, but strangely, standing together with a group of villagers wearing four sacks of linen clothes, there is a strange harmony.

A villager suddenly realized what he was doing when he caught a glimpse of the middle-aged man with a beautiful beard and his waistband.

It turns out that he is an adult in the Xu family's army. No wonder he can stand with ordinary people like them.

The large carriage that amazed the children drove into the site. Because it was snowy, the roof of the shed was covered with a waterproof dark green tarpaulin.

The villagers couldn't help but smile when they saw the big carriage.

The older ones came to ride in the carriage for the first time, and their eyes were full of disbelief.

Then, his eyes suddenly turned red.

In the past, people traveling in such windy and snowy weather would have suffered greatly.

The nobles of the aristocratic families had money to buy carriages and were not afraid of wind and snow, but ordinary tenants could not even afford to ride in an ox-cart. Therefore, every time it came to the cold winter, even if the tenants knew that they might starve to death, they could only stay at home and dare not go out.

Find a way to survive.

I'm afraid that if I'm outside, I'll accidentally be killed by strong winds, heavy snow, and man-eating beasts.

But now that Xu Jiajun is here, how can they not be touched that even old men like them can ride such a good carriage into the city?

"Okay, okay..."

The old man said hello twice, and then, with the support of his descendants, he carefully stepped onto the broad and clean carriage, and sat down with hesitation and novelty.

The six-year-old child held on to the car board and jumped on, followed by a young boy who looked about ten years old.

He first took off the sword from his waist, then jumped onto the carriage with a slight leap.

"Here, here, brother Ajian, sit here with me!" The child who got on the bus first excitedly patted the empty seat next to him.

The young boy nodded gently and sat down beside him.

The middle-aged man with a beautiful beard got on the bus last. The bus was full of people and there were no more empty seats.

"Adou, come here, daddy is holding you, let's sit together." Zhao Bei, the uncle with the beautiful beard, tried to use this as an excuse to sit in his son's seat.

Unexpectedly, the other party ignored him at all and just stood on the carriage floor, looking at the large carriage with curiosity.

"I don't know when our Yuyang bus will be opened. When the bus opens in Yuyang, brother Ajian, let's go and ride together!" Adou said excitedly.

As he said that, he seemed to think of something. He was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly added, "Take my grandma and Aunt Man with you. They must have never ridden in such a big carriage!"

Ajian nodded calmly, looking mature and steady as a young boy.

Zhao Bei stood awkwardly in front of the two of them, and sighed helplessly when his son pretended not to hear what he said.

A man who can bend and stretch, he lifted up his robe and planned to sit directly on the carriage.

Some villagers noticed his behavior and kindly contributed a handful of straw.

The villagers who got on the bus had some experience of riding in the bus. They always carried a handful of straw in their hands. If there was no place, they could just sit down on the bus board by placing a cushion on it. It was better than standing.

"Thank you." Zhao Bei hugged the kind villager and sat down cross-legged in front of the two boys.

A Dou glanced at his father and let out a disdainful "hum", and the anger in his eyes faded a lot.

Monk Zhao Bei Erzhang was at a loss as to why he had offended this little brat.

Let him look like this. His nose is not a nose, and his eyes are not eyes.

But I followed Xu Jiajun around, and for many years I had not taken care of my family's affairs, and I had never educated my son. I didn't feel confident, so I endured it silently.

Zhao Bei felt that the child should be angry because he had not taken care of his family for many years. After all, when the boy saw him, he dragged his mother and refused to allow her to cook for him.

This time he was willing to go north to Shanggu County with him, which was really strange.

However, Zhao Bei felt warm in his heart when he saw his son opening his eyes wide and curiously observing the world around him.

Over the years, he has been busy running for the Xu family army and has had very few opportunities to get along with his son. Now that he has this rare opportunity, let him be happy.

The large carriage was full, and the coachman shouted, telling everyone to sit tight, raised his whip, and led the carriage slowly out of the bus stop.

Zhao Bei took the initiative to introduce the situation nearby to the two young ones.

"Did you see the road monument in front of you? It says what the name of this place is, and where it leads to the southeast, northwest, and east. Your uncle Zilong and I erected this monument together."

"There is also the pergola over there. Now Tianhan's old shop is closed, but originally this shed was erected when we were building roads. After the road construction was completed, this shed was used as a tea shed for the old shop."

"You don't know how many merchants stopped in this tea shed to rest during the hottest weather in June and July... This Juyong County town is so lively!"


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