Zizhu leaned on the window and looked out, and when he saw this, his face turned pale with fright, and he trembled and was about to help his wife run for his life. At this moment, the borrowed coachmen lazily drew a few crossbows from under the board of the carriage, and a rain of arrows crackled and shot over, and the thieves immediately looked like the fruits of the sleeping carriage. Some of them had a few arrows inserted in their chests, some of their mouths were pierced, and even one or two eyeballs fell out, although the situation was different, but without exception, they all went to report to Lord Yama.

After a moment of deathly silence in the convoy, there was a burst of vomiting, Zizhu lay on the window and almost vomited out the bile, and his hands and feet were soft and finally retracted back into the car with his head propped up, but he saw Wen Niang extremely calm waiting for the master to rinse his mouth, and he was really surprised and revered in his heart.

Dong Rong hadn't vomited for a long time after her pregnancy in March, but even a good person couldn't bear such a bloody scene. She finally suppressed the churning in her stomach, and directly instructed Zizhu, "Only drink white porridge at noon, and don't want anything else." Zizhu hurriedly nodded heavily, now it is to bring the delicacies of the mountains and seas, I am afraid that everyone will not be able to eat it.

Yun Rui was digging a pit and burying the corpse under the command of the coachmen at this moment, I don't know whether it was excitement or fear, their bodies trembled, and it was funny to see Steward Zhang.

He directly called out to a short coachman who was standing next to him and secretly laughed from time to time, and blamed, "Boss A, just kill a few thieves, why is it all bloody all over the ground?" Madame is pregnant with a little master, if she is scared, I am afraid that the son will be..."

Jiayi's eyebrows trembled fiercely when he heard this, and he quickly admitted his mistake and said, "I didn't think about it this time, and I definitely won't next time." ”

When Steward Zhang saw that the pit was filled, he beckoned Yun Rui and the others to hurry back to the car, but he didn't want a few boys to surround him to inquire about the origin of the "coachman heroes", of course, the point is whether they can learn a few skills from their teachers.

Steward Zhang said directly, "As long as you can make them nod and accept the apprentices, and don't delay serving the master." ”

Yun Rui and the others immediately pestered the coachmen to apprentice, and the coachmen responded very well. Yun Rui immediately took the lead in cheering, only glad that he had found a famous teacher. Don't you know that in the days to come, they will spend countless regrets...

On the day of July, the child's face was crying and laughing, saying that change will change. On this day, when I got up in the morning, it was still a beautiful day, but in the afternoon there were many dark clouds floating out of nowhere, and soon a thick layer was gathered in the sky, and at the end of the bean-sized raindrops crackled and fell, and the birds and birds returned to their nests in panic, and the beasts also roared to find a place to hide.

On the pipes dug at the foot of the mountain, seven or eight peasants, some old and some young, came from afar. All of them were in tattered clothes, with straw sandals on their feet, carrying a blanket on their left shoulder and a luggage roll on their right shoulder, showing that they were poor people who had returned home from work.

Originally, it was a joy to go home after earning wages, but the sudden heavy rain poured people into soup chickens, which was a bit of a disappointment. The old man took the lead and rushed to a ruined temple not far from the roadside, intending to take shelter from the wind and rain.

I didn't want to enter the temple but found that someone had already taken the lead, and two tall black men were protecting a middle-aged man who seemed to be sleeping soundly, and they had already occupied a corner, and the fire in front of them was burning vigorously.

The old man was a little afraid of the ferocious aura faintly emanating from the two men, but it was not easy to leave this ruined temple and find a place to shelter from the rain. A few of the descendants had already put down their luggage and went to the half-collapsed apse at the back to find some rotten wood, and the old man thought about it and walked to the corner, cautiously and tentatively talking about borrowing a fire.

The eyes of the two men scraped the old man and the others countless times like knives, and finally Xu felt that there was no threat, so he bent down and picked up a burning wooden stick for him.

The old man secretly breathed a sigh of relief, smiled and thanked him, and then turned around and went back to light the fire. A few juniors were a little curious, and secretly looked at the three people from time to time, and they were slapped by the old man to be honest.

The heavy rain hit the roof tiles like crumbling beans, and occasionally the wind came in through the broken window paper, and the people who were soaked in clothes shivered in unison, and unconsciously approached the fire.

At such a time, the sound of horses neighing suddenly came from outside the temple, and the two black men jumped up, one of them tightly protected the man behind him, and the other bent down and touched the window. The old man and his group didn't notice anything unusual about them because they were half-turned away from the three people, and they all looked out the window, and one of the descendants shouted, "Oh, it seems to be a convoy of goods?" ”

A companion next to him retorted, "No, there was a little maid coming down from the first car, and it seems that the female dependents of a large family are traveling." ”

The black man by the window quietly retreated back to his place, but his right hand was always on his boot and did not leave.

Soon, a little maid and a man who looked like a steward ran in under the heavy rain, and the two of them probably didn't expect that there would be people in the temple, and they were all stunned. But the steward immediately changed his smiling face, bowed his hand to everyone, and greeted him kindly, "Ladies and gentlemen, please come and go, the rain is difficult, and my convoy should take shelter from the rain here." If you regular customers don't mind, how about allowing us to take a place? ”

Although this dilapidated temple is divided into two halls, the apse has long collapsed. Fortunately, the front hall is also very spacious, and the old man and the mysterious three people only occupy two corners, and there is still most of the empty space. If this steward wants to occupy it, he only needs to settle it directly, and there is no need to share it with everyone at all. But he saluted and inquired like this, obviously giving everyone enough face and showing favor first.

The old man was very flattered, hurriedly got up and returned the salute, and said in a loud voice, "The nobleman doesn't have to be polite, the broken temple has no owner, and the nobleman is fine." ”

The steward smiled and thanked again, and at the end he glanced at the two black men a few more times, and then wanted to visit the middle-aged man who was hidden behind them but it was not possible, so after thinking about it, he ordered the little maid, "Zizhu, hurry up and call someone to pick it up, Madame is afraid that she is tired." ”

The little girl named Zizhu wore a white silk shirt with a water-green pleated skirt, and two small beaded flowers were combed on her head, which made her already fair and beautiful little face more delicate. While she walked around looking for a place to settle, she replied, "Steward Zhang, I'm afraid this rain can't stop for a while, why don't you rest here for a night at night, can you hurry tomorrow?" ”

The housekeeper nodded, and asked with some concern, "At the moment, I can only stay for one night, but this dilapidated temple is too dilapidated, I'm afraid that Madame won't be used to it?" ”

The little maid shook her little head confidently and responded, "With me here, the housekeeper can rest assured." First let Fuzi uncover the tarpaulin on the second car, and I will use a straw curtain and a curtain. ”

The butler was obviously convinced of the little maid, and went out without saying anything. Soon, three or four of the little guys came running in with their things.

The little maid had already taken a broken broom and cleaned a corner of the house on the inside, and borrowed fire from the old man to carefully take care that there were no rat holes or snake nests on the wall, and then he commanded the little servants to spread a large piece of oilcloth on the ground, and a straw mat was spread on the oilcloth, and a dark cotton mat six feet square was placed on the straw mat, and a white fur was added to the mat, and finally a bed of silver-red embroidered hibiscus bedding and two embroidered soft cushions were covered.

The old man and the others were already dazzled, and unconsciously clicked their mouths twice, and secretly said in their hearts, big families are exquisite, and a broken temple can be cleaned more comfortably than their own daughter's room.

But before they finished sighing, the little girl seemed to be a little dissatisfied, and took a small servant to the car to get a small mahogany coffee table, spread a thick piece of Shu brocade, and put a carved snack box and a set of blue and white porcelain tea sets. At the end, he put it firmly at the end of the cotton pad, and then finally said, "Hurry up and stop the wall, and then make a fire, and I'll go and ask Madame to come over." ”

A few little maids responded with a grin, and quickly carried straw mats and wooden poles from outside the temple, and surrounded the little maid's well-housed in three or two clicks, and only opened a two-foot-wide entrance on the inside.

After a few more moments, a large carriage was driven under the eaves, and the little maid and the woman in blue helped the young woman from the carriage. The woman wore an ivory-colored cardigan with a loose crimson dress, her hands gently supported her slightly bulging belly, and the love that flowed out of the occasional bow and smile made her originally delicate face a little more gentle color.

Several small servants consciously stood in a row, faintly blocking the eyes of everyone in the broken temple, for fear that their wives would be frightened.

As a result, the lady glanced at them a few times, but she was disgusted with the little maid, "Zizhu, I'll just sit in the car for a while, what are you doing in a hurry to pick up the accommodation?" On the contrary, everyone is soaked, so hurry up and boil the pot of ginger soup to get rid of the cold! ”

Without waiting for the little maid to respond, the little maid who took the lead said, "Madam, we are not cold, we are just a little hungry!" ”

The young lady laughed when she heard this, and quipped, "People who don't know still think that the family is treating you harshly, be careful of Zizhu putting coptis in the dish!" ”

The little guy who took the lead didn't care about the response, "She's my sister, she can't bear it!" ”

The little maid was so angry that she pinched him fiercely, and shouted, "Don't be poor here, don't move the stove and stove, be careful and won't give you food for a while." ”

The little guy touched the back of his head and ran away, and at the end he didn't forget to shout, "Fuzi, Wang Wu, you two guard the wall and don't leave." ”

Everyone laughed, and the woman occasionally turned her head to see the old man, smiled and nodded as a greeting, and the old man hurriedly got up and returned the salute.

Soon, he went into the fence and rested. A large pot was also put on the fire, and a little maid fetched a bucket of water in the well in the apse, and poured it into it, and the little maid had already cut a large handful of ginger slices, and threw them into the pot with a dozen red dates to boil, and only recently poured in half a bag of brown sugar to taste. The little servants rushed forward to fill a bowl but refused to raise their hands to drink, but sent it to the coachmen outside the hall courteously, and then turned back to drink it with a smile. (Today, the whole outline is over.,Suddenly I feel that I can't write well.,It's starting to enter the stage of doubt.,Haha,First update.,Wait until I finish the outline and then continue to work hard!) ）R638