On the Song family's mule cart, Mrs. Xu finally saw her master's figure on the official road.
Wang Da, the servant of the Song family, immediately jumped out of the car, walked quickly towards Song Guangyan, and stretched out his hand to support Song Guangyan.
Song Guangyan was shivering with cold, his whole body seemed to be frozen, and he could no longer move.
"Quick," Mrs. Xu said, "let me get in the car and warm up."
Wang Da immediately carried Song Guangyan on his back, and several people managed to get Song Guangyan into the mule cart. Mrs. Xu did not waste any time, and immediately patted the snow off Song Guangyan's body, and even pulled the fur from the children's bodies.
Song Guangyan covered it.
"Dad, dad."
The children came over to see Song Guangyan.
After a while, Song Guangyan recovered. He raised his head and looked at his loyal servant, his wife and a pair of children, and nodded to them to indicate that he was fine.
"Sir," Mrs. Xu could understand Song Guangyan's desire to see his father earlier, "you have to take care of yourself. It's so cold, so come back early. When we get to Fengxia Village, we have to fulfill our filial piety to our father.
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Wang Da also looked guilty. He wanted to ask for directions, but the master refused. It was snowing, and there might be something wrong with the animals on the road. He was good at driving, so he was left behind.
After saying this, Mrs. Xu knew the key question to ask: "Have you heard about it? Where is Fengxia Village?"
If it hadn't snowed heavily, it might have been easier to find. Now everywhere is completely white, so it's really hard to find a small village.
In order to rush on the road, they changed the carriage into a mule carriage. Unexpectedly, they hurriedly drove slowly and encountered heavy snow.
"Fengxia Village," Song Guangyan came over more slowly, "it's not far ahead." He watched the donkey cart walk up the path in front of him. The driver even stretched out his hand to gesture to him, "Fengxia Village is not far away."
direction.
God knows how he felt when he saw the donkey cart. He wanted to get in their donkey cart and let them give him a ride.
But he knew that was impossible. At such a time, it was not easy for someone to show him the way.
Everyone's faces showed joy.
After worrying all the way, we are finally getting there.
Wang DaDao: "I'll drive right away. Let's get into the village early."
Originally, they planned to go to the government office in the city if they couldn't find it, but this would take a while. Anyway, Fengxia Village was not far from the city, so they would just ask people to find out.
The mule cart moved forward again.
Song Guangyan felt like his whole body had fallen into an ice cellar. No matter how hard he covered it, his heart was always cold. Mainly, he was still worried about his father.
Along the way, they saw many refugees lying on the road, and some people came out to sell their children and daughters at such a time. Moreover, Taozhou was so cold that he couldn't bear it, not to mention his father's body.
Song Guangyan was thinking randomly like this. After an unknown amount of time, Wang Da's voice came from outside the car.
"Sir, madam, there is a village ahead, we are here."
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Fengxia Village.
Mrs. Cao looked at Shi Erhei, Badger Lang, and Zhao Yuanbao taking a few dolls outside to catch the snow. She couldn't help laughing and scolding the children: "Go back quickly, don't ruin your clothes. Oh, you said
Are people hiding in their houses to warm themselves by the fire? Our children can still come out to watch the snow..."
"If you tell others this, you'll think it's my old lady bragging."
After all, Mrs. Cao still felt sorry for her clothes, so she drove away the children with her hands behind her back: "Go back quickly. If you go back and make trouble again, I will tell your parents to put away all the clothes you are wearing."
These words frightened the children and they immediately ran back, but before they had taken a few steps, Zhao Yuanbao stopped and pointed to the outside of the village.
"car."
Mrs. Cao smiled and said: "It's snowing, where can I find a car?" Sister Luo brought Mr. Song back from the Yamen, and all the sixteen households were in the village.
But thinking about it in her mind, she still turned around and looked: "Oh, there really is a mule cart."
When Badger Lang and Zhao Yuanbao reported the news, Mr. Song drank hot tea and said: "Over there in the East Village.
Zhao Xuejing said: "Did you bring something as a gift?"
Zhao Yuanbao shook his head again. He looked at Mr. Song and said again: "Mr. Song...Song..."
Mr. Song has a taste for food this time. Could it be...
Badger Lang took it and said, "It's Mr. Song's family members who are here."
Zhao Luoyang looked at Mr. Song: "Sir, could he be the one who asked for directions? Sir, how come you can't even hear the voices of your own family members?"
Mr. Song still hadn't swallowed a sip of tea. Hearing this, he was eager to defend himself, but he let the tea go astray and couldn't help but spit it out.
Zhao Luoyang hurriedly stepped forward to pat Mr. Song's back, and Shi Jiu's laughter came from the system.
Shi Jiu said: "I could have reunited early, but I didn't expect that it would take a long time."
Zhao Xueli came back to his senses: "Is it the uncle of the Song family?"
Everyone looked at Zhao Xuejing, because Zhao Xuejing had seen people before, and that Uncle Song was the number one scholar, how could he not see it?
However, this thought only passed by for a moment, and the Zhao family immediately went out to welcome him.
All Song Guangyan thought about was that his father was lying helpless in a cold room, with only Mr. Song wiping his tears beside him.
So when he saw his father lying on the rocking chair covered with fur, his frozen mind could not recover for a while, so the first words the father and son said when they met were: "Dad, are you okay?"
Any trace of fatherly kindness and filial piety in Mr. Song's heart was immediately wiped away. He frowned and said, "What do you want to happen to your father?"
Of course Song Guangyan didn't mean that, but...the gap between reality and imagination was so big that it made the No. 1 Scholar stupid and even doubted whether he was dreaming.
His father is fat, has a rosy complexion, his hair is neatly combed, and he wears new robes and a leather jacket.
Song Guangyan knelt in front of his father and kowtowed three times: "Dong", "Dong" and "Dong". He knelt so hard. Firstly, he finally found his father, and secondly, he wanted to see if it hurt.
Hey. It hurts.
Song Guangyan thought vaguely that this was true. He had been traveling for days, worried too much, and was half frozen to death. In addition, seeing Mr. Song's mood fluctuating violently, he might have kowtowed too hard. In short, this
A champion, he couldn't raise his head after he lowered his head.
He fainted.
Zhao Xueli and Zhao Xuejing saw this and hurriedly stepped forward to help the person up.
The scene of meeting again after a long separation, before I could even say a few words, turned into a rescue.
Mr. Song felt his pulse with his own hands and found out that his son was fine, so he felt relieved. However, after the worry disappeared, what was left was the word "shameful".
It's shameful to be in such a mess. It doesn't look smart no matter what. In vain did he hope that the arrival of his son would somehow make the little fox restrain his arrogance.
Zhao Luoyang heard Shi Jiu say: "The uncle of the Song family is very filial, otherwise it would not be like this."
The little mute asked someone to send a letter to Song Guangyan, and Zhao Luoyang knew about it. Obviously, Song Guangyan was still worried about his old father even after reading the letter.
The two children of the Xu family and the Song family also kowtowed to Mr. Song.
Mrs. Xu was also a little confused. Her father was much better than they thought, mainly because there were so many people around her. Who were these people? She had to ask slowly.
But looking at the relationship between dad and them, you can tell that they are very familiar with each other on weekdays.
Luo Zhenniang looked at Mrs. Xu with a smile: "There is hot water in the kitchen. Madam will take the children to clean it together. The food is ready, so I can eat with my husband later."
Mrs. Xu nodded: "Thank you, sister-in-law."
Zhao Luoyang also went to help.
Mr. Song looked at the busy Zhao family and the villagers who came over after hearing the news. He didn't care about reputation, but now... it really made him feel...
"gentlemen."
The little fox's voice sounded, and Mr. Song secretly screamed, "It's bad." He wanted to put away the smile on his face, but it was too late.
Sure enough, Zhao Luoyang saw what he was thinking and continued: "Let's cook more food tomorrow and entertain our senior brother and his family. That's called having noodles."