Du Yu looked at the household post in her father's hand, and her face was blue and white for a while. Don't blame her for being embarrassed, when Feng Jia promised to help her get out of the country, she once showed off in front of Du Wanwan. Who knows, as soon as he arrived in Licheng, Feng Jia handed over the tolerance and disappeared. Du Yu couldn't find him, and when he heard that he might be sent to the South China Sea as an egg man, he panicked. Unexpectedly

Unexpectedly, she finally got out of her nationality, but the person who helped her get out of her nationality was not Feng Jia, but this mourning star she had always looked down on. This mourning star is so cunning, no wonder he has been pestering the fox spirit named Jiang Lian, it turns out that he has long known the identity of the person!

The uncle and aunt of the Du family were also stunned for a while, seeing that Du Wanwan had already passed the check, then they came back to their senses, and hurriedly pulled their baby daughter who was still angry to follow. The messengers did not take Du Wanwan and the four to the Thirteen Mile Bridge, but handed them over to an old man with white hair next to the yamen, in a place similar to a relief station.

"Old man Xu, I'll give you a secret errand. Did you see that short little lady over there?"

Old man Xu bent his back, squinted his eyes and looked in the direction pointed by the officer, and saw the dirty Du Wanwan at a glance.

"I've seen it, I've seen it, what do you have to say?"

The messenger leaned into Old Man Xu's ear and whispered: "That's what the county magistrate specially asked for care! You have to pay attention, don't let her uncle and cousin bully her! The county magistrate said that the little lady was asked to be taken care of by the nobles above!"

The messenger mysteriously raised his hand and pointed upward, then patted Old Man Xu's shoulder, and turned to leave. When he left, he specially said hello to Du Wanwan. Du Wanwan couldn't help laughing, and nodded slightly at the errand officer.

Old man Xu looked at Du Wanwan, who was secretive for a while, and hurriedly stepped forward to greet him. The officer said that it was a secret errand, which means that he could only take care of it privately. Being too enthusiastic at this time will ruin the errand. Thinking of this, the chrysanthemum that was smiling at Du Wan seemed to have an old face, but suddenly turned cloudy, coughed seriously, and turned away.

Du Wanwan was confused, this old man was really weird.

When I was waiting by the yamen, several families came during the period, and one family, like Du Wanwan and them, was also to be placed in the Thirteen Mile Bridge. Only then did Du Wanwan understand that this was a transfer station, and all the people to be resettled were brought here, and then counted by a special person and arranged to the village leaders of each village. That old man Xu should be the village of Thirteen Mile Bridge.

There were very few people who came to settle down, and after waiting for more than an hour, Old Man Xu only received four people from Du Wanwan and another family of three. After noon, Old Man Xu went to the yacha to report, and returned to the Thirteen Mile Bridge with the people he received.

The green mountains are verdant, the river is meandering, and the sky is blue and blue. The mountains and the clear sky seem to have been integrated, and the places where they meet are shrouded in clouds and mist, which is quite a bit of the ethereal feeling of a fairyland outside the world. There has always been an official road from Licheng to Panshui Town, and you can go faster. In the wee hours of the morning, they entered the mountain trail, and their speed suddenly slowed down again.

The full moon on the horizon is in the sky, the moon dissolves, and the road follows the flow of the river, faintly appearing in the lush green trees, and goes deeper into the mountains little by little. The donkey cart they were riding in was moving slowly on this quiet mountain road.

Thirteen Mile Bridge is a wide village in Licheng, with few people and many lands, and it is very rich. Legend has it that many years ago, the government built a huge stone bridge there, which is only thirteen miles away from the town, and the locals call the nearby village the Thirteen Mile Bridge. Now the bridge has long been destroyed, and after years of war, there is only one village left in today's Thirteen Mile Bridge, but the name is still used today.

The road conditions are not very good, after driving all night, according to Du Wanwan's feeling, at about three or four o'clock in the morning, the old man Xu drove the donkey cart into the village. After the entrance of the village, the donkey cart stopped at the foot of the mountain, in front of a small courtyard not far from the river.

"Well, the Du family lives in this small courtyard, as for the three of you, go to my house to sleep for one night first, and then settle down tomorrow. ”

Old man Xu asked Du Wanwan and the four of them to get off the donkey cart, and he drove the cart to continue walking.

This courtyard is much better than the igloo of the Du family in the past, and it is similar to the adobe houses where rural Chinese people lived in the past. The courtyard door was a little old, but it was not locked, and Du Wanwan and the four of them entered the house in the dark and found the bedroom by the moonlight.

There is a bedroom on the left and right sides of the hall, and although I can't see it clearly, I know that there is a futon on the bed. Du Yu grabbed a bedroom first and tied it to the door, and his uncle and aunt hurriedly occupied another room. They've never lived in such a nice house since they've grown up. Besides, from Nanguo to Daqian, I basically didn't have any good sleep along the way, and it was really hard to sleep in the open air.

At this time, they couldn't take care of Du Wanwan's friendship for them. The two of them pushed Du Wanwan out of the door and slammed the door of the hall.

Du Wanwan didn't care about the two halls, and when she came in, she had already chosen a place to live. followed them into the hall together, just because she was afraid that Du Yu would compete with her. Du Wanwan's eyesight was obviously better than the other three, and the windows of the two rooms occupied were broken, but the hut near the courtyard gate seemed to be newly repaired, and the window lattices were intact.

Pushing the door in, Du Wanwan took out a solar flashlight from his backpack, closed the door with his backhand, and looked at the room with the weakest brightness.

As Du Wanwan guessed, this is a new house that has just been built, the grass and mud on the walls have not yet dried, and the straw is still hanging on the roof beams, and there are no cobwebs. Underneath the lattice is a newly made square table with a pestle, and a one-meter-long, fifty-centimeter-wide bamboo and rattan box at the head of the bed.

Because it is a new house, there is no futon in it. Du Wanwan quickly took out a set of cotton mattresses from his backpack and laid them, and then took out the blanket he had used before and used it as a quilt cover.

After simply placing it, Du Wanwan's upper and lower eyelids began to fight. But the body is too dirty, and it is uncomfortable to sleep like this. She endured her stuckness, opened the door quietly, and stood in the courtyard and listened for a while. It wasn't until the slight snoring of Uncle and Du Yu came that they closed the door with satisfaction and quietly walked out of the courtyard.

Not far behind is the river, and now in the dead of night, she just went to take a bath, and no one should find out. Out of the courtyard gate, Du bent to the back of the courtyard, passed through a weedy field, about one or twenty meters away, and came to the edge of the river.

The people in the village have not yet gotten up, and in the quiet night, the insects and birds are chirping, and the river is murmuring, reflecting the soft moon and bright stars in the sky, like a flowing galaxy, flowing from the sky into the world in the quiet night.

The river water in autumn is not cold, but it is also very cold. Du Wanwan took off her clothes and slowly walked into the water, the coolness of the river penetrated into the pores, seeped into the blood, and went straight to the bone marrow, which made her shiver. This body is not as good as before, even Du Wanwan's deliberate exercise recently, but it has not seen much effect. However, what made Du Wanwan more satisfied was that compared to when she first came, the airfield on her chest seemed to be fuller.

After carefully cleaning his hair, Du Wanwan quickly took a combat bath, and just as he was about to get out of the water, he heard movement in the grass on the shore.

"Who!"

Du Wanwan looked at the grass on the opposite bank vigilantly, and suddenly squatted into the water. Half an hour passed, but there was no movement in the grass. Du Wanwan frowned, could it be that she was nervous and had auditory hallucinations?

I wanted to wait a little longer, but the water was too cold, and if I soaked it again, I was afraid that this little body would be sick. Du Wanwan could only go ashore quickly, took out the coarse cotton clothes he had bought in advance from his backpack, hurriedly changed them and left.

When Du Wanwan walked away, a figure faintly appeared on the opposite shore. The man was tall and straight, and his face could not be seen clearly, and he stood on the shore for a moment, then disappeared into the night, and turned away.