Song Liyun said, "I will go to the guard house later to borrow an old horse. Ju Qing will stay at home and Uncle Han will take care of it for a few days."
Song Zhenping slowed down the movement of brushing the horse. He touched the back of the horse in embarrassment and whispered to the horse: "Why are you so stubborn? You can't even go to the battlefield and you still refuse to pull the cart properly. If it's really useless, then
If you want to be killed and eaten, no one can protect you."
There was nothing he could do, Ju Qingma was just disobedient.
No one was allowed to ride, and even pulling the cart would drive him crazy. Wei Suo asked, if he still didn't obey, another horse would come over, and this horse was killed directly.
Song Zhenping has already developed feelings after being raised for a month, and she is very reluctant to let go.
Fortunately, he could barely pull the cart, and the leather goods were always delivered at night, when there was no one on the road and it was dark. Even if the Juqing horse got angry occasionally, it wouldn't cause trouble, so he kept it and kept it.
We are going to Fucheng now, but we can't take it with us any more.
Song Liyun had been preparing to leave a long time ago. After arranging Han Ming's work, the three Song brothers and sisters drove a borrowed old carriage and hit the road before dawn.
The last time Xiao An took a carriage was when he came out of Qingping Town.
At that time, the Zhenbei Army was robbing people in the middle of the road. He was despised and could only lean on Song Liyun's arms with an hungry stomach.
At this time, I no longer felt timid about riding in the carriage. I just lay on the carriage board and looked around with a curious expression.
In the small cloth bag he carried, he filled it with dried horse meat, fried peanuts, and fried acorns.
The basket in the carriage contained water, fried crispy pancakes, and some steamed bun snacks.
These things were made by Yun Niang after a busy night.
The old horse-drawn carriage of the guard station was very stable, but Song Zhenping drove the carriage seriously with a whip.
At this moment, his mind was filled with what Zhou Xiaoqi said to him in the field.
Zhou Xiaoqi said that now that the guards have given out rewards and everyone has money, many people want to get wives.
It is best to be a military household whose family is settled in Suijin Town, so that if you usually work in the camp, you can go home in one round of rest without delaying anything.
In fact, there are very few unmarried women in Ruijin Town, and the only one of suitable age is Song Liyun.
These people talked about the Song family in every word, but they didn't have the courage or opportunity to mention it to the Song family yet.
Song Zhenping felt panicked after hearing this.
When the second uncle asked Yun'er to go home, the reason he mentioned was that he wanted to get married immediately.
Yun'er is now eighteen years old. In the Wu Dynasty, a woman would get married at the age of sixteen. If she didn't get married, she would become an old girl.
In Ruijin Town, it would be extremely easy for Song Liyun to find someone to marry.
Among the hundreds of sergeants in the guard station, most of them are not married. As long as the Song family likes anyone, they can choose whoever is tall, short, fat, thin, handsome or ugly, even if they are married.
This is what Wang Junqiu said to him when he was loading.
Song Zhenping had selfish motives. He didn't want Yun'er to get married, let alone Yun'er to get married like this.
He didn't want his sister to become a military household again.
There is a saying in the Wu Dynasty that a good man cannot make nails, and a good man cannot be a soldier. This means that soldiers are not only poor, but also have no way out except to strive for military honors.
The same goes for military households. Three generations cannot be admitted to official positions.
I had no choice but to change my registration to become a military household. Anyway, I just wanted Xiao An and I to live peacefully for the rest of our lives, and we didn't think about future generations.
Yun'er is different, she can choose a good family to get married and get out of the military household.
But if she were to get married in a hurry now, Song Zhenping didn't have a suitable candidate.
Apart from the guard station, the only place he has contact with is Ruijin Town, and now he knows a few more people from the Wan family.
In his eyes, no one in Broken Gold Town is worthy of the girl who can hold the "treasure bag" for him.
But, how do you tell Yun'er this to ask her not to be in a hurry to get engaged?
If not, Yun'er will think that he doesn't allow her to get married.
Going out early today, Song Liyun leaned against the wall of the carriage and squinted to catch up on her sleep.
The excited Xiao An did not affect her, but Song Zhenping, who was sitting still on the carriage shaft, gritting his teeth and clenching his fists, made her sleepless.
"Brother, what are you thinking about? The horses haven't left yet."
At this time, the undriven old horse had stopped and was gnawing at the newly sprouted grass on the roadside.
Song Zhenping suddenly came to his senses from his thoughts, quickly swung his whip and gave the old horse a light slap on his butt.
When the old horse pulled the cart and started slowly again, he looked at Song Liyun who was looking directly at him.
"Brother, what do you have to say?" Song Liyun couldn't help but feel a little anxious when she saw how he was hesitating.
"Yun'er, your birthday is in June. You are almost eighteen years old. You should... also be related to each other. If your parents are still here... you will have to prepare a dowry when you are fifteen." Song Zhen said with a straight face.
He looked confused and a little uncomfortable.
Time flies so fast. It has been four months since I left Xiaoshi Village.
But back in the village, every day was like a year.
When Song Liyun heard the word "marriage", her eyebrows immediately twisted into a thin rope.
Why did Song Zhenping suddenly think of this?
Could it be that spring is here, everything revives, the grass grows and the orioles fly, and both humans and animals have reached the estrus season?
She has no intention of getting married early and having children early.
Especially since I am only eighteen years old now. What a good age, like a flower bone. Why should I be tied up at home so early?
"Song Zhenping, I don't want to get married yet." Song Liyun said seriously.
Song Zhenping glanced at her and knew that his sister was a little angry. She also called him by name directly. He bit the bullet and continued: "I'm not talking about not getting married, but I want to choose a family carefully."
Song Zhenping stuttered a bit when he spoke. Yun'er often went in and out of the guardhouse, and he was worried that he would get along with someone.
"Those people in the guard station are not good. Yun'er, I want you to choose a family carefully in the future. Don't marry a military man, and don't become a military household in the future."
When Song Liyun heard that the marriage was not forced, he laughed: "Brother, you said that those people in the guardhouse are not good, so of course I will not get along with someone secretly."
At this time, Xiao An heard her brother and sister talking, and quickly came over and leaned next to Song Liyun.
Seeing that her sister did not misunderstand him, Song Zhenping breathed a sigh of relief: "But you are about to turn eighteen..."
"What's wrong with being eighteen? I just came back and don't want to get married. Who can force me?
Brother, we have only had enough to eat for a few days now, and we haven’t done anything we should do. I don’t want to talk about marriage yet.”
Since he was a child, Song Zhenping had no guidance from his elders and had only half-knowledge about marriage. He only knew that a girl would get married at the age of eighteen.
But I don't want Yun'er to marry a military household, and Yun'er is not in a hurry to get married. No one cares about it anyway, so she can wait a little longer.
Song Liyun touched Xiao An's head and looked at Song Zhenping: "I want to treat your legs and Xiao An's illness. After these are completed, we can talk about getting married."
Xiao An took out a handful of peanuts from his cloth bag and put it into her sister's hand.
Song Liyun took it with a smile and said to Song Zhenping: "Xiao An is much smarter now than before. This time I go to Fucheng and find a good doctor and he will definitely cure it and grow into a tall and beautiful young man."
When Xiao An heard her sister praising herself, she covered her face and laughed.
When talking about a tall and beautiful young man, a man suddenly appeared in Song Liyun's mind.