Early the next morning, Ning Xin was woken up by Wei Ya's movements.

I guess a lot of people didn't fall asleep last night.

The sergeants are okay, those big girls and little girls have never lived in such a bad house or slept in such a simple place.

Even if they found blankets and cotton cloth to spread on the floor.

Two cars of blankets can be regarded as a solution to last night's urgent need.

Otherwise, there must have been few sleeps last night.

I don't know when the rain will get lighter.

Although it didn't stop, it still kept going, but people who couldn't hit couldn't open their eyes.

Ning Xin slept very well last night, maybe it was the relationship between children, Ning Xin hugged Ning Xiang and the two of them had no dreams all night.

If Wei Ya hadn't woken up and gotten up, she wouldn't have woken up.

Even if there were people outside, there was a car board across the board from her.

Ning Xin saw that Wei Ya's face was not very good, and there were bruises under her eyes, and guessed that she must not have slept well last night.

Ning Xin found that Ning Xiang hadn't woken up in her arms yet, and her brother, who was like a little pig, was really relieved.

After Ning Xin got up and dressed, everyone else had already cleaned up.

The blankets and coarse cloth had been packed back into the ox cart, and the cauldron for breakfast had been boiled with boiling water.

The rain outside hasn't stopped, so there's no need to eat now, and it's not good to make a fire to cook after going out.

When I woke up in the morning, I still made noodles over the fire like I did last night.

When I stopped, it was still dark outside.

Ning Xin didn't know exactly what time it was, but it was better to leave earlier, and she could get to the post station earlier and rest earlier.

The post stations along the way were all informed in advance about when they would arrive.

The inn is prepared with plenty of food and rooms and ready for reception.

Otherwise, there are so many of them, and the post station can't even receive food.

Ning Xin can be sure that there will be hot water ready to take a bath when she arrives at the post station.

The rotten feudal exploiting class is too capable of corrupting people, although Ning Xin felt that last night's experience was very interesting, but this did not prevent her from feeling that the environment last night was poor, and it was itchy on her body.

The ruined temple where they live is not on the official road.

Yesterday's rain fell suddenly, and I couldn't open my eyes when the rain hit, and I was anxious to find a place to shelter from the rain.

This ruined temple was found by accident.

This will make them walk back to the official road and walk to the next post station to rest.

It's a tough road.

The road surface washed away by the torrential rain overnight, the muddy foot went down, pulled out the foot, and the top was covered with mud.

Every step seemed to weigh a thousand pounds on their feet, and they were exhausted by a short stretch of road.

Ning Xin sat in the car, looking at the team that was marching with difficulty.

"What are you looking at?"

Wei Ya saw her daughter frowning and asked in a low voice.

"A-Niang, this road is really difficult. I don't know if it will be better when I get to the official road, it would be nice if the sun came out soon. ”

"It can't be helped, we can't stay here for too long. The official road should be better, after all, the road on the official road is compacted tightly, even if it is soaked in the rain, it will not be as soft as the road here. ”

"We have a lot of time, even if we walk slowly, we are not afraid."

Wei Ya didn't know whether to comfort herself or her daughter.

After leaving the pursuit and glory brought by her identity, Wei Ya deeply realized that she had been living a fluttering life.

There are so few things that I can do on my own.

"Hmm."

Ning Xin looked at it for a while and retracted her gaze.

I didn't have anything to do, and when I saw that it was so difficult, I panicked.

Ning Xiang was still sleeping soundly at this time.

Baozi's face was flushed, and his little arms and legs were stretched, not affected by the sound outside at all.

Ning Xiang was sleeping, and Ning Xin couldn't sleep even when she woke up.

I looked up and saw the small partition I had made earlier, with a stack of books on it.

Ning Xin touched a book at random.

Don't think that these are some subsets of scriptures and histories, isn't it torturing yourself to read this kind of book on the road.

Although even if she is in a hurry every day, as long as the conditions permit, she will practice calligraphy at the post station for a while.

However, the books in the carriage are all novels that Ning Xin specially found that specializes in ghost mythology.

Ning Xin's principle is that it is best to bring pictures, this kind of book does not take your brain or eyes, and it is lively to watch.

This randomly found book is a ghost story.

Ning Xin has read all kinds of books about ghosts, and she has read a lot of ghost stories that make you scared when she reads them at night.

This will only feel boring to read the books about ghosts in this era.

There is not even the lingering love between a female ghost and a scholar, it's all a group of monsters with strange shapes and no sense of beauty, what's there to see.

Ning Xin complained in her heart, and quickly flipped through the book.

Suddenly, the hand that was about to turn the book paused, and Ning Xin frowned and looked at the familiar font in the lower corner of the book.

Aren't the bear children's books all in the back compartment, how can they appear here!

Chen Junhan once asked Xiao Yangzi to send a large wooden box.

When he was leaving, he also asked Ning Xin if she had brought it.

The box contained the books.

It is a book that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has read.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has a habit of reading books and likes to take notes.

I often write my opinion under a certain paragraph.

Usually he complains about the contents of the book.

Therefore, the books used by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince have quite obvious personal characteristics. Don't think about the neatness of the book, the blank space is a black ball.

Ning Xin didn't expect that some of the books placed here were used by Chen Junhan!

This mocking tone, this contemptuous language, this familiar note, Ning Xin is simply not too familiar.

She flipped through the back of the book, and sure enough, many places were dark.

Ning Xin put down the book, and the bear child let me take the book he used with him.

Isn't he very precious for his used books, delivered in such large quantities.

Ning Xin felt that she really had a headache.

Chen Junhan's ideas are sometimes very interesting, but they are also too personal.

Mean language, as if the world is all fools except for him, Ning Xin doesn't like it.

These books must not be kept in good place.

Ning Xin believed that if she broke his book or threw it directly into that corner, she would not be able to find it.

Chen Junhan will definitely take revenge.

Where is this parting gift, this is clearly an ancestor to come over!

Ning Xin felt that the treasure book was still put together, and she found a safe place to place it.

After the accommodation was arranged, the box of books was packed up safely, and it was resolutely not allowed to grow insects and mold.

Three years later, he returned to Jingshi, and then delivered the box to the ancestor of the bear child safely.

She retired even if she was successful.

Ning Xin put the book away, and suddenly the carriage stopped.

Ning Xiang, who was originally sleeping peacefully on his back, was rolled in the direction of Ning Xin by this momentum.

Ning Xin was defenseless, and the book fell out of her hand.

Ning Xiang grabbed it with his little hand, and happened to grab the book next to him.

Two small hands completely unconsciously picked up the book and put it to their mouths to nibble.

It's unpalatable!

Ning Xiang strained with one hand.

There was a thud, the sound of the pages being torn.