Respect the little husband [farming]

Before leaving Jingzhou, Shen Wenxuan and his party had been walking along the normal official road on the road map. The journey was very peaceful, occasionally sleeping in the wilderness, but most of the time they could find a post station. Checkpoint, choose to take the trail out of Jingzhou, come to the border line between Jingzhou and Yuezhou, and go north all the way.

The more you go north, the more and more refugees you can see.

It was roughly noon on the tenth day after leaving the county, and Shen Wenxuan and his party rested in a tea shed on the road.

The tea shed was opened by a middle-aged couple. They served Shen Wenxuan and the others tea and steaming steamed buns before going to work on their own. They stared vigilantly at a group of ragged people nestled outside the tea shed. people, especially some of the children.

Shen Wenxuan drank a few sips of tea, thinking whether he should buy more food here to save food on the carriage, glanced at it, and the hand holding the tea bowl stopped immediately.

The three people on the left stared straight at the group of people outside the tea shed, with a hint of unbearable expression on their faces.

Shen Wenxuan followed their gazes and looked out. Dozens of people were huddled together in a pile of firewood to keep warm, not daring to enter the tea shed. Their clothes were thin, their hair was unkempt, their faces were sallow and emaciated, and their exposed places were red and cracked with frostbite, turning into chilblains. Especially there are children among them, they look really pitiful.

Shen Wenxuan withdrew his gaze and turned his head to glance at Jiao Shihan. He only paid attention to the group of refugees outside, and he didn't even touch the bun in his hand, and Dr. Zhao and Ping'er beside him.

Taking another look at Zhao Er and old man Wen who were eating steamed buns and drinking tea on the right hand side, and Wang Muze who was opposite, Shen Wenxuan sighed, called the shop owner of the tea shed, and asked:

"Where did the group of people outside come from?"

Jiao Shihan immediately looked at the shopkeeper, Shen Wenxuan took the cold bun from his hand, and handed him a warm one instead.

"Ham, sir, I advise you not to worry about this, there are many people like them," the shop owner replied with a frown.

"I don't know what's going on recently, anyway, suddenly there are several groups of refugees. A few days ago, a group came, and now there is another group. Not to mention interfering with our business, they often steal the steamed buns we made. , I’m also a small business, and I only earn a little money by selling these things, and if I steal a few times, my tea shed can’t even afford the money to buy food.”

"Besides, I have experience in this matter. If there is not enough charity, it is more troublesome than no charity, and there may be people's lives at that time, so you should leave it alone, guest officer."

Shen Wenxuan didn't answer his words, and asked instead: "There are quite a few people coming and going here, have you heard any news from Jingzhou or Yuezhou?"

The shop owner raised his head and thought about it carefully for a while, and said uncertainly: "It seems that I heard people say that there is chaos in the south, but I don't know where the chaos is. It’s happened a few times too.”

Shen Wenxuan felt a little disappointed, so he didn't ask any more questions. He took out a few taels of silver from his sleeve and gave it to him, saying, "How much food and drink do you have left here? Give it to them, don't say we gave it to you."

The owner of the store looked at the silver in his hand, his eyes glistened, he carefully weighed the weight of the silver in his hand a few times, and his face immediately beamed with joy. He didn't expect to meet a rich man today!Immediately bowed his waist and thanked:

"Guest officer... you are really a great kind person and a great meritorious person! I will do it!"

"Outsiders, come quickly!" The shop owner turned around and ran to the steamer, shouting, "Today I will give you free steamed buns, steamed buns, and tea! Come here quickly! Line up one by one!"

The shop owner opened the steamer and roughly counted the heads. One person should be able to divide them into two. The proprietress stood by and took a teapot and poured a bowl of tea for each person.

Shen Wenxuan looked back and saw that Jiao Shihan was still staring at the group of people, and couldn't help pinching his ears: "Okay, eat quickly."

Jiao Shihan obediently lowered her head and took a bite of the bun in her hand, then smiled at Shen Wenxuan.

While pouring tea for his godfather, Zhao Er glanced back a few times, and seeing those people lined up with longing faces, he sighed, "I didn't expect you to be so kind."

Why was she so cruel to him back then?

After these few days of recuperating on the road, Zhao Er is already much better. After all, he is a young and strong guy, coupled with Dr. Zhao's superb medical skills, it is not a problem to have a strength confrontation with the dog lying next to him at this time.

Shen Wenxuan drank his tea and didn't say a word. He didn't want to be kind without saying thanks, but he was afraid of being entangled by these people who had benefited. If it wasn't for seeing that Ajiao couldn't eat and felt so uncomfortable, he wouldn't bother to care about it.

Dr. Zhao took Zhao Er's tea, and glanced at the group of refugees from time to time.

Many people in that group coughed continuously and their faces were flushed. It is not uncommon to get a cold in this cold weather, but some of them have swollen and purple lips, white fingertips, and dark circles around their eyes. , and even had pustules on his face, which really didn't look like a good sign.

"After eating, let's leave here quickly. The south is not as cold as the north, and the weather is getting warmer faster than the north. Moreover, it is a time of frequent wars and famines, which can easily cause some bad diseases."

Shen Wenxuan turned his head to look at him when he heard the words, then glanced back at the group of refugees, and suddenly the alarm bells rang in his heart.

Old man Wen also vaguely understood what Dr. Zhao meant, put down the bun in his hand, and looked at Shen Wenxuan.

Before the others finished eating, I asked the store owner to pack the buns on the table with oil paper, and asked the store owner for a few pots of hot water.

"What is this?" The second monk Zhao Erzhang was puzzled, holding the bun and staring.

"Go back to the carriage to eat." Dr. Zhao said, picked up Ping'er and walked to the carriage.

With three carriages and Xiao Hei who specially pulled the salute, the four carriages set off, and when they passed a fork in front, they took the fork next to the main road.

A boy in the refugee group raised his head to see the four departing carriages in front of him, then lowered his head and continued to stuff steamed buns into his mouth. He got two in total, and hid the other one in his clothes.

In the next few days, Shen Wenxuan and his party kept walking along the small roads on the business road map. Although they inevitably overlapped with official roads, they did not encounter large-scale refugees.

It is inevitable to see some at stopovers or tea sheds, but I have been avoiding contact with them and will only buy food to help them.

There are not many opportunities to stay in a post station on the road. In a carriage, sleeping in the open to keep warm and eating are inferior.

Shen Wenxuan took a piece of topaz and polished it meticulously, which he finally got from old man Wen's pile of good things, but it took a lot of effort, every time he polished a layer of topaz, old man Wen would cover it by the side. Calling with distress for a long time.

Shen Wenxuan was thinking about his life, but actually found him annoying, so he hid in the carriage.

Although the topaz is not as good as the concave and convex mirrors made of glass, it is still doable. After adjusting the angle, it is stuck in the proper position of the long bamboo tube, and it can see far away like a telescope.

Jiao Shihan leaned over from behind him, squeezed his cheeks and curiously looked into the distance through the bamboo tube: "Wow."

He saw Zhao Er standing on the snowy slope holding a crossbow to hunt, he looked away from the bamboo tube and looked through the window of the carriage but couldn't see Zhao Er, it was strange.

Shen Wenxuan gave him the simple binoculars and let him play with them. When he caught sight of his thin cheeks, he couldn't help touching them with a bit of distress. The little flesh he had worked so hard to grow in the past six months was returned.

Jiao Shihan noticed his expression out of the corner of his eyes, and slightly puffed up his cheeks without any trace, would it make him look a little fatter?

When he stopped touching, he looked at him and asked, "Does Ah Xuan like meaty ones?"

Jiao Shihan touched his face, it was really not easy to touch it.

Shen Wenxuan: "..."

"It's good for you to eat more to grow your body, but...why did you suddenly call me by my name?"

How is your husband?

But at the age of 16, it seems a bit strange for people to keep calling her husband... Or is it because the marriage didn't work out, so it's not happy to call her husband all the time?

Shen Wenxuan was a little guilty, holding Jiao Shihan's hand, hesitating whether to say some deceitful words that veterans in love often say.

"I call you Husband, but you call me Ajiao, I don't think it's suitable. I call you Axuan more suitable." Jiao Shihan said, the calculation in his heart was crackling, he wanted to try it a long time ago, Calling a nickname like this is like a bamboo horse bamboo horse that I have known since childhood.

"Is that so?" Shen Wenxuan thought for a while, and it seemed a little bit.

"Then I'll change my name to you... Fulang?"

"Ah Xuan can call me anything."

Shen Wenxuan looked at the smile on the corner of Jiao Shihan's mouth, no matter how he tasted it, he smelled like a little fox. He smiled, and there was a fondness between his brows that couldn't be hidden: "I'm two years older than you."

Actual age is 12 years older.

"Then..." Jiao Shihan pondered for a while, glanced at Shen Wenxuan's eyes flickering, and returned his attention to the telescope in his hand, holding back his words.

Shen Wenxuan turned around and hugged A Jiao's waist, pulled him to the front, straddled him, and instantly tightened the distance between the two fronts. Shen Wenxuan watched, couldn't help kissing the side of his face first, and asked:

"what?"

"Then...brother." Jiao Shihan leaned into his ear, and said softly, "Brother Xuan."

After shouting, he couldn't help but gather himself up a little bit. He had been calling his elder brother politely before. Calling him elder brother was the same as calling him husband, and he felt a little embarrassed.

Shen Wenxuan pursed his lips, his heart was beating heavily, and the tip of his heart was crisp and numb as if swept by a feather.

This kid always makes a provocative face without even saying hello.

Shen Wenxuan tightened the strength in his hands, his eyes were dark, silent, but dangerous like a wild beast, his drooping eyes bit his lips fiercely, and his hand grasped the back of his neck forcing him to raise his head to bear it.

At first the kiss was violent and brutal, Jiao Shihan couldn't help letting out some ambiguous noises, his breath was short of breath, Shen Wenxuan opened a gap, looked at him close at hand, his relaxed strength slowly turned into a gentle sucking, Until his whole body was so soft that he had no strength at all.

Ouch, this is unheard of.

Dr. Zhao covered his little grandson's ears and stooped away from the place, carrying Ping'er in a basket on his back to collect firewood.

This place is a clearing in the woods. If you look carefully, you can still see medicinal materials such as Bupleurum and Chuanwu, which just brings Pinger a lot of knowledge.

The dog stayed by the side and played with its own tail. It was waiting for its master to come out, and then went hunting together. At this time, it was already afternoon, and there was no post in front, so it had to find such a leeward place in advance to rest for the night.

The old man Wen set up a pot beside him to raise the fire, and boiled some snow and tea to warm his body.

Zhao Er has been setting off with a Liannu for a while, and the Liannu was completed before leaving Jingzhou. Wang Muze stayed by the side when Shen Wenxuan was making it and learned how to make it. Shen Wenxuan simply drew the blueprints for him. .

At this time, Wang Muze was making his own one, and the last one was already done for Zhao Er. After all, Zhao Er was big, and he was very handy with using a crossbow.

When Shen Wenxuan came out, the remaining people in the camp looked at him in unison. Shen Wenxuan, as if not aware of it, picked up a short blade beside the car, tied a crossbow in his hand, and went deep into the forest with Gousheng go.

I have been eating dry food for the past few days, so I should catch some wild game for a change.

"Mr. is worthy of being Mr.." Wang Muze sighed pointedly.

Old man Wen lifted the lid of the pot and took a look: "You're only young, with strong firepower. Back then, I was also a vagabond who wandered around brothels."

As far as your indifferent temperament is concerned now, how enthusiastic could you be when you were young?

Wang Muze curled his lips and didn't dare to compliment, and continued to cut the wood in his hand.

Jiao Shihan tidied up her hair, put on a cloak to cover her neck, and looked left and right, she shouldn't be able to see anything, so she got off the carriage with peace of mind, and took flour from Xiao Hei to help knead the dough.

When it was completely dark, Shen Wenxuan and Zhao Er didn't come back. They actually jointly lifted a suckling pig, which was as big as a human's leg. The wild boar almost ran away.

There was also a pheasant and a hare.

The reason why they came back so late is that Shen Wenxuan and his two followed the footprints on the snow for a long time before finding the leftover dog. Shen Wenxuan was so angry that he scolded it while destroying its traces, fearing that the sow of the suckling pig would follow the smell. find it.

"Fuck! This is too strong." Wang Muze rubbed his fists, poked the suckling pig's body with a wooden stick, and the saliva in his mouth flooded.

The internal organs of the pigs have been disposed of where they were hunted, and the blood has been drained. If they are disposed of in the camp, the strong smell of blood may attract other ferocious animals.

The outer fur was directly burned off with fire, and Shen Wenxuan and the others managed to clean the pig with snow. Fortunately, it was roasted and eaten, so there was no need to be so particular about it.

While everyone was paying attention to the wild boar, no one noticed a shadow flashing across the bushes.

Ping'er sat by the campfire, looking at the wild boar being roasted on the shelf, the fragrant smell, the crispy skin, Shen Wenxuan just finished brushing the wild boar with a layer of prepared sauce, and there was a burst of crackling It sounded like frying oil, Ping'er's eyes were straightened, and his stomach was growling.

Jiao Shihan sat next to him, and when he heard his stomach growl for the third time, the expression on his face finally couldn't hold back, and he nestled on his knees and let out a muffled laugh.

Ping'er came back to his senses, his face was flushed, and he wanted to stay away from A Jiao with his puffy bun face.

Jiao Shihan took his hand and stood up and walked towards the carriage, got into the carriage and took out a food box, the two of them sat together on the shaft of the carriage door, the carriage door opened backwards, the light of the bonfire shone here, Half light and half dark.

Open the food box and see that there are various snacks inside.

"Wow." Ping'er was full of surprise.

Jiao Shihan: "Let's eat."

These were bought by Shen Wenxuan in the county before departure, for Jiao Shihan to eat when he was not used to eating dry food, but Jiao Shihan didn't want to eat these snacks when he didn't want to eat, which really gave Shen Wenxuan a headache.

Jiao Shihan didn't think too much about it, he didn't feel that when he was hungry, he felt that everything he ate was the same.

Ping'er picked up the mung bean cake and settled one in two bites, his eyes were biubiu bright. He hasn't eaten something sweet for a long time, and the sweet potato cubes he dug up a few days ago don't count.

These pastries were hardened by the cold, and they will taste better next time they are steamed in a steamer, Jiao Shihan thought, put the food box on Ping'er's lap, jumped off the car shaft and planned to go to old man Wen to pick up two cups of tea.

Shen Wenxuan walked over to help him put the tea on the tray, knowing that they were eating, he instructed: "Eat less, save your stomach for dinner later."

Jiao Shihan smiled and nodded. When she came back with the tray, she saw Ping'er holding the pastry and looking at the forest in front of her. She couldn't help but feel a little puzzled. She put the tray on the shaft of the car and looked over. The food box was gone.

"Ping'er, did you put the food box inside after eating?"

Ping'er didn't answer after asking, Jiao Shihan looked up and saw that Ping'er was still dumbfounded, he couldn't help raising his hand and shaking in front of his eyes: "Ping'er?"

"Huh?" Ping'er came back to his senses, pressed Ajiao's dangling hand in front of his eyes, hesitated for a while and said, "That, that food box... um... I, I will tell you a secret, You are not allowed to tell anyone else."

Jiao Shihan was puzzled, nodded hesitantly, and agreed: "I won't talk about small things, but not big things."

"It's not a big deal," Ping'er scratched his head and organized his words. "Just now... came out from under the carriage... Well, an owl, it looks like an owl."

"Owl?" Jiao Shihan was puzzled, and looked back at the dark forest.

"Ang, and then it took my food box."

Ping'er tugged at Jiao Shihan's sleeve and begged, "Don't tell other people, can you? I think that owl has lost weight. It must be too hungry to grab my food box."

Do owls eat snacks?

Jiao Shihan looked down at the ground, but didn't see any suspicious marks on the snow: "Where did that owl go?"

"Just... flew into the woods. It's settled, don't say anything."

Hearing Dr. Zhao calling him, Ping'er jumped off the shaft of the car, and dragged Jiao Shihan towards the campfire. Jiao Shihan looked back a few times, feeling somewhat suspicious.

In the evening, there is roasted suckling pig, steamed buns, and boiled yam porridge. Before the suckling pig is roasted, the big bones have been removed and given to the dog. Recently, it has been eating some steamed buns. The bone is gone, and it is very fragrant now.

Jiao Shihan drank a bowl of yam porridge, and stopped after eating a few pieces of barbecued meat. Shen Wenxuan tore up the meat and mixed it into the porridge and let him eat half a bowl more. Dry and sausage, but far less fragrant than freshly roasted pork.

When going to bed at night, Shen Wenxuan pulled out the folded chair, spread thick felt on it, and made a slightly narrower bed.

Jiao Shihan lay on it, leaning against Shen Wenxuan's chest, hesitating for a while, turned sideways, and pressed the whole body on Shen Wenxuan's body, Shen Wenxuan patted his back, and stroked his hair.

"Today, Ping'er... met an owl. The owl was a bit bad. It snatched the food box in his arms, and then flew into the forest." Jiao Shihan said, thinking that this matter should still be done. explain.

Shen Wenxuan opened his eyes, his brows gradually tightened, and he asked, "When did it happen?"

Jiao Shihan: "It happened next to our carriage when we were eating snacks at night. Is there any problem?"

Shen Wenxuan thought for a while, turned to put Jiao Shihan on the bed, tucked in the quilt, and said with relief: "It should be fine, but I need to go down and have a look. You sleep first, and I'll be back later."

Shen Wenxuan bowed his head and kissed his forehead: "Good boy."

Standing up and putting on a heavy cloak, Shen Wenxuan got out of the carriage with an oil lamp.

I looked around the carriage on the ground, and found that a snow track under the carriage next to the wheels was obviously rubbed off compared with the surroundings, extending from the inside, and then on the snow farther away, there were no strange footprints, but there were One inconspicuous scratch.

"The leftover dog."

The dog left its head out from the shed of the donkey cart, jumped off the cart and trotted to his legs, Shen Wenxuan squatted down and touched its dog's head: "Smell it, see if there is any stranger's smell?"

Gou Sheng sniffed around Shen Wenxuan obediently, and suddenly raised his head near the wheel and barked.

It seems there is.

Shen Wenxuan stood up, picked up an ax hanging beside the car, his whole body's momentum changed, sharp and menacing, his eyes were calm and sinister.

Zhao Er poked his head out of the car window, and when he saw Shen Wenxuan picked up something, he immediately became vigilant about his surroundings, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Shen Wenxuan: "A stranger has been here, you stay here and watch, I'll go and look around."

As he spoke, he lit a torch with the oil lamp in his hand, and followed Gou Sheng into the depths of the forest.

"what the hell."

Zhao Er hurriedly got out of the car, lit the remaining torches, and the whole camp was lit up again.

He ran into another carriage and called out Wang Muze, Zhao Er picked up the torch and rushed to catch up with Shen Wenxuan.

After getting dressed, Jiao Shihan also got off the carriage, looking at Shen Wenxuan, who could only see a little fire in front, feeling extremely worried.

"That... that's actually a little boy." Realizing the seriousness of the matter, Ping'er lay on the car window and explained. He had been hesitant to tell his grandfather just now, but Ajiao spoke first.

"One of his feet was lame. After taking the food box, he ran into the woods. I thought he was very pitiful, so I didn't say anything."

Dr. Zhao hugged him and spanked him, angry in his heart: "How can we not talk about this kind of thing? What if that little boy plots something wrong?"

Ping'er pursed his mouth and didn't speak, and let him beat him, feeling a little wronged and scared in his heart, tears started to drip from his eyes.

Jiao Shihan watched Dr. Zhao beat Pinger several times and didn't stop, walked over to protect Ping'er in his arms, and said cautiously: "I also helped hide it. Doctor Zhao beat Ping'er, so hit me too."

"you--"

"Okay," old man Wen came out of another carriage, straightened his sleeves, "it's a big deal, it's just a child, if it's a little older, Ping'er will definitely keep it secret, but that doesn't mean you two didn't Wrong, you have to talk about everything you encounter in the future, understand?"

Jiao Shihan and Heping nodded together.

Dr. Zhao snorted with a cold face, and pulled Jiao Shihan and Heping'er into the carriage to see if there were any wounds on their bodies. He was worried that he had been in contact with a stranger.

Wang Muze stayed by and watched the two of them make a bad face and sing a bad face. This tacit understanding, convinced.

If both of them were taught a solid lesson, neither of them would be willing to part with it.

Ping'er was right. It was indeed a little boy who sneaked into their camp. He looked as big as Ping'er. At this time, he was holding a food box in his arms, curled up behind a leeward rock, his face was pale, his eyes were closed, She was motionless, with frost on her eyebrows and hair, and she didn't know if she was alive or not.

Zhao Er stepped forward, sniffed his breath, he was still breathing a little, then looked back at Shen Wenxuan behind him.

This child is about the same age as Heping'er, and his height can't even reach his waist. Zhao Er can't bear to see him curled up here alone. Seeing how cold it is tonight, if he is left alone, this child will not be able to hold on It's tomorrow.

Shen Wenxuan was silent for a long while. He thought of the child who was smothered to death in the secret room. Facing Zhao Er's gaze, he finally nodded, untied the cloak on his body and handed it to him, then turned around and walked in front with Gou Sheng.

Zhao Er laughed, carefully wrapped up the child with his cloak, and trotted a few steps to follow.

When they returned to the camp, everyone looked over and saw the little boy in Zhao Er's arms at a glance. Dr. Zhao hurriedly got out of the carriage and walked over. He lifted the boy's eyelids and looked at him, his face immediately became serious:

"Put it in the carriage quickly, and others will boil some warm water."

Dr. Zhao found his medicine box, took out sliced ​​ginseng from it and put it under the boy's tongue, took off his clothes, covered him tightly with a quilt, and added coal to raise the flames of the stove.

When the warm water came, Dr. Zhao wet it with a handkerchief, one piece was used to protect his feet, and he changed it every once in a while, and the other piece was used to wipe the boy's body. Take out special frostbite ointment and apply it on him.

The door of the carriage was closed tightly, Shen Wenxuan bent down to dig a little snow, and picked up the small seal that fell out of the boy's clothes just now. If you look carefully, there is a small "Yue" character engraved on it.

cross?

Shen Wenxuan glanced at the closed carriage, put away the seal, and dragged Jiao Shihan back to the carriage to rest.Dr. Zhao was still treating illnesses inside, so Ping'er was carried back to the carriage by Jiao Shihan.

Zhao Er can only squeeze together with Wang Muze and old man Wen tonight.

When they got up the next day, everyone had breakfast and fed the three horses and one donkey with fodder, and the chariots and horses set off again.

The child hadn't woken up yet, Ping'er and Jiao Shihan were sitting in the carriage watching him, Doctor Zhao had already gone to rest after a busy night.

"He looks so thin, like a kitten." Ping'er sat aside and poked his messy hair.

Jiao Shihan carefully looked at the center of his eyebrows and the back of his ears, but found no pregnancy mole: "He is a little man, so he must be too hungry."

The porridge was warming on the stove, Jiao Shihan filled a bowl, asked Ping'er to lift his head, took a spoonful of porridge and blew a couple of breaths, and fed it carefully.

After feeding, he needed to apply medicine. Ping'er dug out a large lump of ointment and applied it to him. When he lifted the quilt, he noticed that his feet had already been splinted.

"It turns out I wasn't born lame." Ping'er muttered, rolled up his trousers, intending to paint a little more inside.

While painting, he suddenly felt his legs move. Ping'er paused, turned his head to look at his face, waited for a while, saw his brows tremble suddenly, and said in surprise: "Jiao Jiao, he seems to be Wake up soon!"

Jiao Shihan was painting the other side of his body, when he heard this, he raised his head and took a look: "Really? Then wait a moment, I'll call Dr. Zhao."

Jiao Shihan knocked on the wall of the carriage, and Zhao Ershu, who was driving in front, slowly stopped the carriage. After it stopped, Jiao Shihan jumped out of the carriage and ran to the last carriage to call Dr. Zhao who was sleeping.

Shen Wenxuan in front noticed the movement behind and stopped.

Ping'er stared at the waking people one by one, with the corners of his mouth curled up, showing a big smile. Although this person caused him to be beaten, he generously didn't care about such trivial matters.

Yue Wen opened his eyes, firstly he felt warm all over his body, and secondly, he saw a face in front of him in a daze, but it was not very clear. Two little twins.

"...?"

Yue Wen didn't know where he was, but his limbs were stiff and he struggled to even move. He thought he was disabled, but when he looked down, his legs were actually naked.

"!!!"

The little Shuang'er next to him didn't have any intention of avoiding suspicion at all, the more he heard about it, he knew how to be polite and honest, he frowned and rubbed the quilt with his hands, covering his legs a little.

"Are you cold? Then wait, I'll finish painting it for you first."

Ping'er quickly wiped off the ointment on his leg, and then covered him tightly.

Yue Wen stared at him in shock, his eyeballs almost popping down.

"Hey you," Ping'er scratched his head, "I've kindly helped you so much, why are you still staring at me?"

With a hot face and a cold butt, Ping'er was upset, and when Dr. Zhao got into the carriage, he got up and jumped into Jiao Jiao's arms, not wanting to see him again.

There were only two people left in the carriage.

Dr. Zhao took his pulse for a while, lifted the quilt to look at his frostbite, and applied the ointment to him again:

"You are also very lucky. If you hadn't surprised us yesterday, you probably wouldn't have seen the sun today."

Hearing this, Yue Wen finally figured out a line from the chaotic thoughts in his head, and the uneasiness in his heart was relieved a little.

It was these people who saved him, and he seemed to have wrongly blamed the little doll just now.

Yue Wen coughed lightly, licked his dry lips, and was about to say thank you when the carriage door was suddenly opened.

Shen Wenxuan came in and sat on the other side, his whole body was covered with cold, the cold made him shiver under the quilt.

"Tell me, why did you appear in our camp?" Shen Wenxuan went straight in, asking directly, and glanced at him by the way.

He remembered this person, Shen Wenxuan recognized him at the first sight when he heard about it, and then turned his head to look at Dr. Zhao, he also had some impressions, took a few breaths and said:

"You are people who often give food, so I followed...cough cough..."

When he met these people in the first seven or eight days, he ate a decent meal for the first time. He knew that these people bought it for charity. He stayed in that tea shed for two days, and the owner of the tea shed didn’t eat anything. I've given it, it's impossible to be so generous all of a sudden.

Sure enough, as long as there is a tea shed or post station where they are, there will be food.

He has been following, and he can always eat a full meal in two days, so that he will not starve to death.

Dr. Zhao and Shen Wenxuan looked at each other, feeling a little unbelievable, this is not the first time they have followed, and they have had dinner several times along the way.

"This is the small road we are walking, so you can follow?" Dr. Zhao asked, looking at his thin body, the distance they traveled by horse-drawn carriage every day was not short.

Yue Wen thought about it for a while, and felt that it was not wise to lie to them at this time, and replied honestly: "There are car marks along the way, let alone four cars, and it is more obvious when it snows."

It's not easy to have such intelligence and perseverance at such a young age, and it can hide under the carriage from the dog's attention. What did this kid do before?

Shen Wenxuan sized him up, took out the seal engraved with the word "Yue", and asked:

"What is this? Are you from Yuezhou?"

Yue Wen stared at the seal and immediately froze, regardless of the numbness of his body, he struggled to sit up and grab the things in Shen Wenxuan's hand:

"give me back!"

Shen Wenxuan let him take it away, amazement is nothing but admiration, but he is not very interested in this child, and it is understandable to do anything to survive, but he just warned with a calm face:

"You have caused us trouble, but fortunately, there is no threat, so I will not do anything to you now, but I am not a good person. When I get to the right place, get out immediately."

After speaking, he got off the carriage.

Yue Wen sat on the spot holding the seal, staring at Shen Wenxuan's back, his mind turned several times.

Dr. Zhao pushed him to lie down: "You don't have to worry now, let's recover from your injuries first."

"Where are you going?" Yue Wen asked.

Dr. Zhao did not answer him, but took out some needles from the acupuncture bag and burned them on the fire, intending to give him some needles.

Yue Wen pursed his lips tightly, his breath was a bit weak, and he was struggling to speak just now, but his mind is very clear now, he has come here all the way from Yuezhou, and he is used to the warmth and warmth of people on the road, even the closest servant It can be stabbed in the back, and only benefits can touch people's hearts.

This group of people can save themselves once, maybe it is his chance.

"I am useful to you, you call back the person just now, I can—"

"Oh, baby, can you talk less, isn't it uncomfortable? When the injury is healed, saying thank you Dade will help everything." Dr. Zhao frowned and pricked acupuncture points for him.

She looks so cute but pretends to be a little adult with a sullen face, tsk.

"Do you feel it here?"

Yue Wen: "..."

Didn't you say not to let me speak last second? !

"Nod or shake your head!"

Yue Wen took a deep breath, intending to stand still, and nodded silently.

Dr. Zhao continued to prick, pricked and asked.

The carriage set off again, and it would take about ten days to reach Yuzhou at the current speed.

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-12-2322:39:07~2020-12-2621:50:37期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 6 flowers and [-] bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!