When she was groggy in the curtain, she felt that her nose was full of wine, which made her frown again and again, avoiding the breath, but her limbs were cold, heavy as gold, but fortunately, the tent was warm at some point, and there was always a scorching heat around her back and abdomen, which relieved the coldness and warmed her hands and feet.

When I got up on the second day, my head hurt faintly, my throat was dry and astringent, and I knew that I had a cold, but the symptoms were mild, and I could stand up, and I couldn't tolerate her not standing up.

When I was dazed and sober, I saw that I ate hot porridge and snacks, and I was overbearing and wrapped in a fox fur and hugged the carriage, and the two cars behind me were full of grain and grass, and the time and space particles were not loaded.

Tan Wanqing was lying in the mattress stuffed with a hot hand stove, soft leather that I don't know if it was mink fur or fox fur, against her cheeks, she looked smaller in it, just like a small mink face exposed under a big mink, and it was more snow-white and bloodless.

Compared to the carriage when it came, there were obviously a few more things now, and the spare space was crammed to the brim.

On the low cabinet next to the collapse, there is an extra square wooden octagonal food box, covered with thick fur on the outside, put your hand into it, touch it against the box, and it is still a little warm, it must be some snacks prepared by people early.

There were three sealed wooden barrels next to the cabinet, even if they didn't open it, they only smelled the rich honey fragrance in the carriage, and Tan Wanqing knew what was inside.

Looking at the size of the pot-bellied bucket, I am afraid that the entire beehive is less than one-third of the barrel of honey, and if the three are full of honey and liquid, it is by no means something that can be scavenged out of three or five honey farmers.

She couldn't help but cough twice, she wanted to endure it and not drink water, but her throat was really uncomfortable, so she had to reach out for the kettle on the low cabinet, which had just been filled with honey bee water, which was warm and could be used to moisten her throat, so she turned over the cup and took a sip.

Suddenly, I heard a staccato cry outside.

For people who are extremely familiar, even if the other party has changed their outfits and identity, they can usually recognize a back and a voice, even if they are ten or twenty years apart, passing by in the vast sea of people.

She knew that Xie Chengzu did what he said, and no matter how hurried he was, he would definitely let her see her.

The carriage was getting slower and slower, but the cries and noises outside were getting clearer and clearer, and by the time it stopped, Tan Wanqing had already sat up and lifted the thick curtain.

In addition to a cold wind, there was an indescribable smell of cows, horses and manure tanks.

Although the refugee area of Guardforce is not much better than here, the environmental problems are generally quite good, and there are a large number of soldiers and soldiers around it to strictly guard and reorganize, at least everyone's mental outlook is much better and clean.

But here is difficult to see, except for the rows of people's earthen houses, built very low and simple, everywhere there is garbage and livestock dung, probably heard the sound, many people probed or came out, men, women and children thin skin and bones, all or look blank, or full of sadness, there is no look in the eyes, a few children ran out, not even a decent cotton jacket, only single clothes and trousers, shaking legs, even showing toes.

The harshness of the environment and the poverty of all kinds of nature can be seen.

Tan Wanqing didn't bother to look around, her eyes only looked for the voice she heard at the beginning, she ran to a house not far away, although she turned sideways, it could still be seen that it was a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl wearing a gray cloth coat, although she was plain and facing the sky, but her facial features were quite beautiful and outstanding.

At this moment, her face was pale, her face was full of tears, her eyes were full of cruelty and despair, and she hysterically said to a man and a woman chasing after her: "I've had enough! I'm going to get out of here, you want me to marry that old man for money, don't think about it! I don't want to! I won't marry even if I die!! ”

The woman behind chased after her, her hair wrapped in a white-washed blue cloth on her head, and she stretched out her hand to hold the beautiful girl, her face was also full of tears, and she kept whispering something for something.

"Forget it, don't force her, this is Yu'er's fate......" The person who followed, even if Tan Wanqing was mentally prepared, it was hard to imagine that the person with thin cheeks, full of gray hair, and looking like an old man would be the father she had called for 20 years and was suave.

The husband accepted her fate, but how could the woman admit it, on the one hand, she was a daughter who wanted to die or live, and on the other hand, Yu'er who was lying on the bed and dying, both of them were her life, but how could she watch her Yu'er lose her surname, that was her only hope, she hugged her daughter tightly, and begged while crying: "Yan'er, my mother begs you, my mother begs you, Yu'er is your own brother, if it drags on like this, he will really die, you will be your mother can't stand you, you save him, my mother begs you, my mother kneels down for you......"

The beautiful girl's tears flowed even more fiercely, she shook off Dong's hand, and said in despair: "What if I don't save it?" How have you ever taken me seriously? My sister was robbed of being an official, a prostitute, and now she is going to sell me again, and it is better to die than to marry an old and ugly widower. With that, the girl turned and slammed into one wall.

A few women who were close immediately stopped them, and the beautiful girl struggled desperately, and was finally dragged back by several women.

The people around him didn't have much sympathy on their faces, obviously, they had seen too much of this kind of selling children and daughters, and they had long been numb.

Immediately, there was a heart-rending cry in the courtyard.

Tan Wanqing held the hand of the thick curtain, and the knuckles blown by the cold wind were white, just like her face.

This girl is none other than the second girl of Tanfu, Tan Jingyan.

Tan Wanqing's half-youngest sister.

I probably saw the old man, and the past that I didn't think about for a long time suddenly poured out, and it was difficult to control it for a while.

Tan Wanqing's biological mother died of illness for two years, Tan Chengji married Dong and entered the Tan Mansion, although Dong is the daughter of the family, but the family is ruined, and the life when he is not married is not as good as the ordinary rich children, it is inevitable that his vision is a little smaller, and he privately draws a little bit to the married family, and he is also greedy for money.

But on the other hand, she has not been in contact with the selfishness in the courtyard of the deep mansion, and her methods are not so sophisticated and not so ruthless. Especially after privately touching Tan Wanqing's mother's dowry, Tan's father was angry with her, she also withdrew her hand in time, and from then on she was polite to her daughter-in-law, even if the two daughters she gave birth to were not as favored as the previous one, she was secretly complaining, but on the surface, she did not let her children and Tan Wanqing leave their hearts.

Of course, there is also a relationship between Tan Wanqing's own smooth temperament.

Tan Wanqing is not the original body, and there is no emotional lack of the original body since she lost her mother since childhood.

There is no attachment to the father, so there is no so-called selfish and exclusive feelings.

In her eyes, she has no blood feud with the Dong family, and it is best to get along with each other.

It is also because she has always looked at Dong sensibly and has never been hostile between words and deeds, women are extremely sensitive and accurate in this regard, and Dong has never accepted this affection from her, and the little hostility towards her has naturally been reduced to a minimum.

With the two daughters and a son she gave birth to, the relationship with her is not bad.

It's been more than ten years, people have feelings, although Tan Wanqing is not really Tan Wanqing, but in the past 20 years, she is the real her, and when she sees the old people, she is just as touching.

She slowly let go of her grip on the curtain, sat for a moment, then got up, probably hearing movement, and before she could get out of the carriage, the man lifted the curtain and barricaded her in the doorway.

The man stepped into the carriage and took Tan Wan's cold hand, the expression on his face was not good, and he turned around and pulled her back to the fur and sat down.

"Just so impatient to recognize each other? Did you know that once you know each other, you will never go back? He stared at her.

Tan Wanqing naturally knew this better than him.

Although she saw the old man, her sanity was still there, otherwise she would have lifted the curtain and walked out when she saw Tan Chengji from the beginning.

Her face was snow-white, and the color on her lips had faded by two points, and she couldn't tell whether she was unwell or frozen by the cold wind, she replied, "I want to ask for help." Then he looked at him and reminded: "At the beginning, the adults got a large amount of grain transportation, solved the near emergency, drank water and thought of the source, and at the right time, it was necessary to repay one or two." "Where did the large amount of silver grain and grass he filled into the arsenal come from, and the two of them knew it.

I don't know if Xie Chengzu is also frozen outside, his face is even more stinky at the moment, he snorted coldly and said: "Erfeng Erlu people's fat and people's ointment, I just take it from the people and use it for the people, what does it have to do with Danfu?" ”

Then he also looked at the person next to him, with a straight face, and said coldly: "I didn't fall into the well for Tan Jingyan, it was already a gentleman's doing." ”

Although he used the "mistakes" she had committed several times to take advantage of her guilt against his mother, he knew that it was the person in front of him who saved his mother and his brother's blood from splashing on the street, and his "use" was just a reason for him to stay by his side.

But for the person who really "harmed" Xie's mother, he would never show mercy to his subordinates, so he said: Before he fell into the well, it was already a gentleman's doing.

He was suing Tan Wanqing, and what Tan Jingyan was suffering now was the punishment she deserved.

But Tan Jingyan is not the only one in the Tan family, Tan Wanqing's heart is still biased towards the word Tan after all, because her surname is Tan, she is not an inconsequential passerby, nor is she facing a situation that is difficult to help, just some silver, just a gesture.

If it were normal, she might have thought of other ways and would not have tried to provoke him, which would have been detrimental. But today, for some reason, she always lost that peace, maybe she saw the people she once knew and her mood was shaken, or maybe she was not as sad and painful as she imagined, but more of a kind of sad feeling, a rabbit and a fox were sad.

Who knows that today's Tan Jingyan is not tomorrow's self.

This empathy makes her a little out of control, and she may not shout when she is out of control, and she looks at it quite steady, but the reason in her heart has disappeared, and if she rushes out of her mouth, she has not been screened, and she subconsciously chooses the words that can hurt the other party the fastest, most direct and effective way to hurt the other party.

She looked at him and said word by word: "Didn't you find Tan Jingyan's fault back then?" ”

In a word, all the things he did to her were just revenge.

She watched as the man in front of her let go of his hand and stood up, looking at her eyes cold and angry, she looked away with a weak heart, until he slammed the curtain without looking back.