The wooden door of the thatched hut was wide open, Lin Qingyan had not slept all night, sitting on a bamboo chair, the upper half of his body was lying on the table, and he could vaguely see the scattered strips of fine cloth exposed at the neck, and the bottom of the cloth strip was tied to Lin Mu's hairpin, which was a long strand torn off by Lin Qingyan from the tattered clothes that he found in the house.

The oil stains left on the bamboo table last night were rubbed by the long sleeves, and her eyes were wide open, looking out of the door at the almost unchanged scenery except for the black and white color change.

The sky was slightly bright, and the sun had just revealed the shape of the waning moon, Lin Qingyan, who was motionless, got up, turned around and took a closer look at the inside of the house, and then decisively closed the wooden door that would make a sound when touched.

Lin Qingyan came to the door of Dashan's house lightly, and saw nothing through the small hole in the papier-mâché window, no faint light from the candle, and it was dark. Dashan did not wake up early to go to the mountains to hunt as in the past, and yesterday he packed his baggage until midnight for today's trip. The agreement between him and Lin Qingyan was to set off in the afternoon, and in order to maintain sufficient energy, Dashan was resting on the bed at this moment.

Lin Qingyan picked up the wooden stick next to the door and passed through the two rusty gray iron rings chiseled at the edges of the two wooden doors.

Lin Qingyan glanced at the door that had been locked in this way, and made sure that there was no problem, and after opening it lightly, he secretly dragged down the entire air-dried salted fish from the house, and without hesitation, he held the fan-shaped tail of the salted dried fish in his hand, and walked towards the only field path leading to the mountain.

Lin Qingyan only had himself in the plan to leave, and never planned to let Dashan accompany her, although he would provide him with some help in the process, but unpredictable troubles followed. This is her business, it has nothing to do with Dashan, he should stay here, and when he meets his sweetheart in the future, marries and has children, and lives his ordinary and happy life.

For this reason, she made this decision, and even prevented Dashan from catching up after waking up, and locked the door of Dashan's house, which could be delayed for as long as she could.

Lin Qingyan was in the mountains and wilderness where he hunted every day, and countless trees and flowers were arranged irregularly around. The obstruction of the branches of the surrounding trees, the position of the sun could not be observed, and even the direction of east, west, north and south, Lin Qingyan could not distinguish clearly, Lin Qingyan did not think about this, and only buried her head in walking along the road under her feet, fortunately she did not encounter the fork in the road at present.

Lin Qingyan hadn't eaten any food before leaving, only relying on some rice he had eaten last night, and he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to persevere, so he stole the salted dried fish from Dashan's house, which was better than nothing. Lin Qingyan walked and stopped, and the chirping of various insects and the like was much less, and he only felt the changes in the beams of light shining through the gaps between the leaves into the deep mountains, and the shriveled stomach that kept growling.

Really hungry and couldn't stand it, Lin Qingyan raised his hand and took a bite of the salted dried fish in his hand. Dried salted fish has been marinated and dried for a long time, and there is no fresh and firm meat of the fish, only a dry and salty smell.

I don't know how long I walked, but the long and narrow single path finally came to an end, and it was a wide avenue, which could be regarded as a little hopeful.

Lin Qingyan didn't walk down the avenue, but found a stone on the side of the road and sat down. I think there will be pedestrians passing by, and if you are lucky, you can save a lot of effort if you meet a horse-drawn carriage or something.

Lin Qingyan may be too hungry, his ears are much more sensitive than usual, and the friction sound of horses stepping on the ground not far away can be heard clearly.

Lin Qingyan threw away the dried salted fish that had been gnawed messily in his hand, revealing half of the fish bones, rolled on the road, and lay sideways in the middle of the road, the not very neat clothes he was wearing became even more dirty, like a desperate beggar.

The clatter of the carriage was getting closer and closer, and the faint tremor of the ground could be felt in her right ear against the ground, Lin Qingyan closed her eyes tightly, and the frequency of her heart beating became the same as the speed of the carriage, she decided to gamble, bet on whether the owner of the carriage was merciful, and the worst outcome was just that the carriage stepped on her body.

The carriage stopped a few steps away from Lin Qingyan.

"Uncle, why did you stop?"

A young girl with a double bun lifted some of the gaps in the curtains and looked out.

The old man of the coachman was a kind-hearted man, holding the reins in one hand and the horsewhip in the other hand on the wooden board beside him, "Xiaoxiu, it's not that I want to stop, it's that there is a son lying in front of the road, can you ask the young lady how to deal with it?" ”

Xiu'er put down the gauze curtain and said to her young lady Zhou Muyan: "Miss, more is better than less." ”

The Zhou family is in the rice merchant business, Zhou's father only has two daughters under his knees, Zhou Muyan is the eldest lady of the Zhou family, she is naturally smart, and her learning is not inferior to that of men, and there are no direct blood brothers in the family, so Zhou Muyan took over the annual outing to check the accounts of various places.

But Zhou Muyan is a woman who has not left the cabinet after all, and for the sake of her innocence, she must tie it with a silk handkerchief every time she goes out to cover her face below her eyes.

"Xiu'er, let the old man carry him in."

"Miss, why don't you give him some silver taels, he will be grateful to Miss when he wakes up."

Xiu'er had to think about Zhou Muyan, after all, it was a man who was lying down, and men and women could not kiss each other, if it was a villain, how could she explain it to the old lady.

Zhou Muyan's voice was raised, "Xiu'er." ”

"Xiu'er knows."

Xiu'er lifted the curtain and told the coachman, "Uncle, go and bring that person in, Miss ordered." ”

The coachman got out of the car, helped Lin Qingyan who was lying on the ground in front of him up, and walked back with Lin Qingyan's left arm.

The space in the room is large enough, and the tea set and table are readily available, Zhou's father is very distressed about his daughter, how could he make Zhou Muyan suffer on the way back and forth, and where will his Zhou family lack this bit of silver?

Lin Qingyan lay flat in it and didn't need to curl up at all, he could stretch out completely.

The carriage continued to move forward.

Lin Qingyan didn't open her eyes, her head was attached to the soft and thick carpet, and she didn't feel the bump of the carriage, she met a rich old man this time, it seems that the goal of reaching Luo'an City is not as far away as imagined.

Lin Qingyan lay comfortably and pretended to be unconscious, perhaps because he didn't sleep all night last night, Lin Qingyan actually fell asleep in a daze.