It has been just over a month since Zhou received the letter from her master. If it were not for giving money to Shen Ling on her wedding day, she would have left long ago.
Now that I have put it off for so long, I have reached the limit of my patience.
Shen Huan has also been detained at home and is not allowed to go out. She is urged to study by her mother all day long, and she can no longer stay any longer.
In the past, when Uncle Ride came back from giving gifts, Mrs. Zhou asked her servants to prepare them. Now, it has only been a day and they have already been packed up.
"Huan'er, come and sit with mother."
Ms. Zhou had already gotten on the carriage. She lifted the thin curtain with one hand and called her son to get in. The wet nurse Lin was with them. At this time, she stood down and helped Shen Huan up.
After everyone got on the car and sat down, Uncle De closed the door of Shen's house and locked the copper lock, then got on the lead car and took the driver's place.
The road in the countryside is bumpy, so he needs to be careful when driving.
Mr. Zhou sat in the car and frowned slightly.
In this rural place, the roads were bumpy and awkward. She tried her best to endure it, but as soon as she thought about coming back and successfully getting rid of Shen Ling's burden, she suddenly felt that all these hardships were nothing. .
Just like when the Shen family returned to the village, this time they left in a mammoth procession of horse and ox carts, followed by servants, which was very discreet.
The villagers were all working in the fields at this time, but even if they saw it, no one would follow them to join in the fun.
Everyone knows in their hearts that the Shen family is a wealthy and powerful family. How can they get into it with their humble legs? It’s not like the servants haven’t been out shopping these days. Who has ever looked at them?
So the Shen family was lively when they arrived, but a little deserted when they left.
When the Shen family left the village, Zhuang Keqing and Shen Ling were rushing home.
After the two of them rested, and Shen Ling helped share some of the weight, Zhuang Keqing was much better than before, his steps no longer seemed so heavy, and he even had some strength to chat.
"Tell me about the county?"
Shen Ling is a man of few words. In the past two days, it seems that unless Zhuang Keqing takes the initiative to talk to him, he will not speak easily.
But he always answered Zhuang Keqing's questions, although in his opinion there was nothing particularly good about the county.
"Although I live in the county town, I don't go out much." Shen Ling pursed her lips tightly. He glanced at the curious girl next to him, and as if he was afraid of disappointing her, he added dryly, "Same. Songling Town is similar, only bigger."
Zhuang Keqing was completely speechless.
I just wanted to get you to talk more, but this is the result?
This was her fault.
For Shen Ling, everything related to the Shen family is gray in his memory, without any warm and happy memories. If he were forced to think about it, they would just be indifferent faces and How could he express his dirty thoughts?
Zhuang Keqing was silent, but soon, she began to chatter to herself like a bird.
For example, when to buy livestock, how are the fish growing in the fields, and how many chickens at home have begun to lay eggs? These are all trivial farm chores, but when Shen Ling hears them, his whole body relaxes, even the corners of his mouth It rose slightly.
"Huh? I said before that I would give you a little piglet." After mumbling for a long time, Zhuang Keqing realized that she was talking alone, and the other party didn't react at all. She couldn't help but pretend to be angry and cross He jumped up and jumped in front of Shen Ling.
"Little brother, do you raise pigs?!"
Even Shen Ling, who was taciturn and always looked deeper than his peers, was amused by him.
"Yeah, raise it."
Perhaps Zhuang Keqing's magic trick was more effective, and the atmosphere became much more relaxed on the way back between the two of them.
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Shen Huan was sitting in the car, bored. He had two chess pieces, one black and one white, in his hand, tossing them up and down.
"Huan'er, put down the chess pieces and come have a drink of water and some snacks."
Zhou felt that it was stuffy inside the car, so as she spoke, she opened the car curtain and made a hole for ventilation.
Shen Huan accepted the sponge cake from her mother and ate every bite, "Mom, when will we arrive in town?"
"We just left the village. It's still early. I guess we can arrive before dark."
"Why does it take so long?" Shen Huan was spoiled. He took two bites of the cake and felt it was tasteless. He stretched out his hand and threw the leftovers outside.
"Ouch!"
It happened to hit someone.
Shen Huan stretched out his head and took a look outside.
There was just a village girl, covering her head and glaring at herself,
"Che" Shen Huan didn't bother to care at all. He rolled his eyes and was about to return to the car when he glanced out of the corner of his eye.
His eyes widened in the next second.
The man standing next to the village girl, carrying a basket on his back and holding pieces of meat in his hand, was none other than his brother, Shen Ling.
There is only one road from Songling Town to Erlizi Village. Whether driving or traveling, people always take this road.
In fact, Zhuang Keqing and Shen Ling had already seen the motorcade just now, and they were wondering if it belonged to the Shen family. It wasn't until the carriage came closer and they saw Uncle De driving it that they were sure.
But now Shen Ling has nothing to do with the Shen family, so both Uncle De and Zhuang Keqing chose not to disturb each other.
However, the country road was narrow after all, so Shen Ling pulled Zhuang Keqing to the side of the road to let the convoy pass.
Unexpectedly, he gave in and was slapped in the face by Shen Huan's eating.
It was just half a soft sponge cake. In fact, it didn't hurt if it was hit, but Zhuang Keqing couldn't swallow this breath for some reason.
"Which kid throws things around and doesn't apologize if he hits someone?"
She stood under the car and her voice was not low when she asked questions.
Shen Huan was also angry.
How could he not know that his brother's request to exterminate the clan was because of a certain village girl who was causing trouble?
Mother said that the village girl used some method to charm Shen Lingmi, and taught him secretly. For the sake of the reputation of the Shen family, he had to be exterminated.
Although Shen Huan had always expressed some hostility towards his brother, when he actually left, he felt an indescribable feeling in his heart. It could even be said that he felt a little uncomfortable and reluctant to leave.
At this time, he glanced at his brother next to the village girl.
Wearing coarse linen clothes, muddy shoes, carrying a rattan basket on his back, and carrying some messy things in his hands, he doesn't have the magnanimity and nobility of the previous scholar. He is already a farmer!
He immediately became angry and shouted at Zhuang Keqing, "A good dog doesn't block the road. Who made you stand here? You deserve to be smashed!"
Shen Ling stood aside. He originally didn't want to have anything to do with the Shen family anymore, but Shen Huan had done something wrong and scolded her too much. Even he couldn't sit back and ignore it.
"Shen Huan, you should apologize."
His tone was calm and his eyes were calm, looking at Shen Huan as if he was just a stranger.
"Brother!"
Shen Huan suddenly felt a sense of grievance for no reason.
Mrs. Zhou was sitting in the car, not far away. Of course she heard what her son said. She thought she was just meeting a country woman, so she didn't care about it at all. She just peeled the fruit slowly, which was better than giving it to Huan'er. Sweet mouth.
Unexpectedly, when the two people started arguing, Shen Ling's voice was heard in the middle!
Not only that, her stupid son is still calling him brother!
After throwing the fruit in her hand, Mrs. Zhou pulled Shen Huan to the side. Before her son could react, she looked down out of the car window.
As expected, this ghost is still there!
She turned around and glared at her confused son bitterly, and said in front of Zhuang Keqing and Zhuang Keqing, "Where do you have a brother? Who is worthy of being your brother?"
"You're just a low-class farmer, what qualifications do you have to ask you to apologize?" She rolled her eyes at Shen Ling and said, "He's so dirty that he's no different from a beggar, but don't stain my son's eyes. .”
After that, she pulled the curtain sharply and only told Uncle De, "Hurry up!"
Uncle De heard it clearly from the front, and he was worried that something would go wrong again and make the lady angry, so he quickly flicked the whip and let the car continue to move.
"You!" Zhuang Keqing had never been so angry before. He rolled up his sleeves and tried to argue with him.
But it was Shen Ling who held her back.
The young man looked at her with deep pool-like eyes.
"Why?!" Zhuang Keqing was not angry because Shen Huan scolded him, but because Zhou's attitude was really annoying.
"Does it still hurt?" Shen Ling put down what she was carrying and stretched out her hand to touch the place where she had just been hit.
In fact, it didn't hurt at all, not even a mark.
"Since I have left the Shen family, I have nothing to do with them there anymore. Now that they are gone, I don't think we will have anything to do with them in the future." Shen Ling lowered his eyes.
He knew Zhou's character very well, and he didn't want anything to happen to Zhuang Keqing because of him.
Zhuang Keqing turned her head and looked at the Shen family's leaving convoy. In addition to the carriage in front and the ox-cart equipped with boxes and cages, there were also more than a dozen servants behind it. Thinking of the ruthlessness those people had done to Niudan that day, she finally understood that Shen Ling's attentiveness.
