Zique happened to come in from outside with washing water, and when she heard this, she smiled and said, "Madame is really snoring, I want to wake up Madame, but Madame Cao won't let me." ”

Mrs. Liang no longer argued, laughed and went down to the ground with Dong Rong, just after washing, Dabao woke up, and took care of him to wash his face and change clothes, and had to eat breakfast, farewell to the Lizheng family, and the sun had climbed to the top of the east mountain.

In this way, Dong Rong followed the Liang family's convoy, helped take care of Dabao during the day, made some porridge soup, and slept with Mrs. Liang at night, and the days passed very quickly. At first, she was still worried, for fear that the people of the Maitreya Sect would chase after her, but she was getting farther and farther away from Binzhou, and this little worry was thrown into her mind.

When you go out, if you can tolerate anything else, the only most inconvenient thing is three meals a day. Originally, the Liang family's team bought more dry cakes and the like, and made up for it with water mats in the morning and noon, and if they stayed at a big inn in the evening, they would have hot meals to eat. But if you miss the place with a little delay, you can only continue to eat dry cakes.

Dong Rong walked with the convoy for a few days, and occasionally when she was cooking porridge for Dabao at noon, she heard that a coachman drank raw water and had diarrhea, his face was pale and he was very suffering. So I said a few words to Mrs. Liang and took over the role of team chef. Although the Liang family is not rich and wealthy, they have been in business for many years, and their family background is still very thick. Mrs. Liang is not mean, if everyone in the convoy eats better and takes care of their mother and son to rush home, she will naturally be happy.

Dong Rong gets up half an hour early every day, boils a large pot of rice porridge, adds some potato wedges or dried vegetables, shredded meat, grabs a little less salt, and even has a dish of rice and vegetables, accompanied by a piece of dry cake, which is enough to make the coachman with the largest stomach and intestines full. When I stopped at noon to rest, I stewed vegetables immediately, and the bone stick soup boiled the night before, with two cabbages or half a pot of radish cubes, was delicious without delay. Everyone eats hot, and when they go on the road again, not to mention a little wind and cold, it is not a problem to fight the wind and snow.

The most important thing is that after eating regularly, everyone has never had any more problems, and it is not hard to travel more than ten miles every day.

Of course, Mrs. Liang and Dabao's meals were more elaborate and properly prepared. Zique is a smart person, and she has been following Dong Rong to help, but she has learned a lot of skills.

More than ten days have passed, and the city wall of Luozhou is already faintly visible, and everyone in the Liang family can't help but cheer, and the coachman's whip is also thrown more urgently, and he has made up his mind to go home in the city before dark.

But Mrs. Liang, who was sitting in the car fiddling with needlework, was strangely silent, and her two thin eyebrows were wrinkled, as if she had endless sorrow hidden in her heart. Dong Rong saw it occasionally, although she didn't know the reason, but she didn't want her to look like this, so she hugged Dabao and teased, "Bao'er, you're going home." My aunt is going to continue on her journey, what should I do, my aunt can't see you, she will miss you. Why don't you be your aunt's son and go with your aunt, okay? ”

Dabao was just one year old, and he could barely tell the joy and anger of those close to him, where could he understand these words. Not only was he not sad, but he picked up the teacup on the small coffee table and stuffed it into his mouth, which made Dong Rong giggle, and quickly hugged him back into his arms, and complained while pulling the handkerchief to wipe his saliva, "You greedy boy, are you hungry again?" After a while, my aunt will make yam porridge for you to eat. ”

Xu heard Dong Rong talk about leaving, and Mrs. Liang, who had been in a daze, finally came back to her senses and said very reluctantly, "Sister Cao, why did you suddenly say that you were leaving?" We're going to be in company all the way, and we're about to get to our house, and we'll have to stay for two more days. ”

Dong Rong held Dabao high, teased him to kick and kick his calves to exercise, and said with a smile, "No, sister, I still have some things to do, it's really hard to delay." Besides, you just came home with Dabao, there must be a lot of things to do, and I won't trouble you. ”

"What did my sister say, it's our mother and son who are causing you trouble." Mrs. Liang was so anxious that she stepped forward and took Dong Rong's hand, and said half-coquettishly and half-pleadingly, "Sister, you have said it, I just went home and had a lot of things to do, and Dabao naturally has no one to take care of it, so you are not willing to let Dabao suffer." I just gained a little weight, and maybe I'll lose weight again in a few days. My sister should feel sorry for me and stay with me for a few more days, okay? When the time comes, I will send someone to inquire in the dart bureau and the carriage and horse shop, and if there is a caravan along the way, I will send my sister away. Good no good? ”

Dong Rong softened when she heard this, and saw a trace of anxiety and panic in Mrs. Liang's expression, so she thought about it and responded, "Okay, I'll bother my sister for a few more days." ”

"Oops, don't bother, don't bother! Thank you sister! Mrs. Liang was overjoyed when she heard this, reached out and touched her son's little head, and said with a smile, "Dabao, thank you aunt, if you don't have aunt to take care of you, you don't know how much you will suffer." ”

Dabao didn't know if he understood his mother's words, or if it was a coincidence, he actually turned his head and kissed Dong Rong on the cheek. This time Dong Rong was surprised and delighted, only to feel that her heart was about to turn into a puddle of water.

"Dabao is really good, my aunt has a big event, and I want to stay with you for a few more days." Dong Rong did get along very well with Mrs. Liang's mother and son along the way, and she was grateful to them for taking them in and covering her whereabouts, if she didn't know, it would be fine, and now that she has guessed some problems, she can't let it go. While coaxing the child, she secretly thought about what was annoying Mrs. Liang, and in the end she didn't have a clue.

However, it didn't take long for the doubts in her mind to be solved.

Luozhou is located in the middle of Daqi, the climate is pleasant, the products are abundant, and the life of the people is obviously much better than elsewhere. As the center of the city, the city is naturally very prosperous, and when the Liang family's convoy hurried outside the city gate, the sun will set on the horizon, and the two soldiers are about to close the city gate. The little steward of the Liang family rushed forward and stuffed a piece of broken silver, so the convoy went directly into the city without checking it.

The horseshoe clattered on the bluestone road, turned left down the main street, and turned twice to the old house of the Liang family in Beicheng. The little butler sitting on the wheel jumped out of the car at the entrance of the alley, trotted to the door of the house, and called the family to come out to greet the housewife. However, at first glance, he saw the dilapidated appearance in front of the door, so frightened that he swallowed the words that rushed to his lips again.

Obviously, when they left, the door of the house had just been painted with new paint, the lintel was also a new plaque, the street in front of the door swept a trace of dust was gone, the side door was always open during the day, there was a porter drinking tea and waiting in it, and four red lanterns were hung under the eaves of the porch at night, and the doorway was red, not to mention how joyful.

But now, the side doors of the main entrance are tightly closed, the lanterns are gone, the plaque on the door seems to have been knocked crooked by something, and the two sparrows have picked up the cheap, and the warm nest is gone. The street in front of the door was even more dusty, and the fallen leaves blown by the cold wind swirled on his face. Is this still the rich Liang Mansion, is it because he has gone the wrong way?

Just when the little steward was in a daze, the convoy also rushed to the door, Mrs. Liang lifted the cotton curtain on the window, changed her face after just one look, and said loudly, "Go knock!" ”

"Well, yes, ma'am!" When the little steward woke up, he hurriedly ran forward and patted the door knocker, "Who is at home, hurry up and open the door, the lady and the young master are back, open the door to greet you!" ”

He slapped for half an hour before he heard someone in the courtyard rushing over in a loud voice, "Who, knock what, call the soul!" ”

"Squeak!" The two doors seemed to have not been poured with oil for many years, and there was a foul sour sound, and they were finally pulled open from the inside. An old man with his hair disheveled and his eyes covered with was revealed in front of people. He probably didn't expect so many people outside the door, so he really froze for a moment, turned his eyes wide, and exclaimed, "Oh, it's Madame who is back!" Madame, you are back! ”

The old man ran out of the gate as he spoke, kneeling in front of Mrs. Liang, who had just gotten out of the car. Mrs. Liang's brows furrowed even deeper, and she asked in a low voice, "Uncle Qian, aren't you guarding the back door, why did you come here, the concierge of the family?" ”

The old man wiped a handful of from his eyes and replied with a bitter face, "Madam, the boys in the concierge have run out, and the old slave is now looking at all the portals in the house." That's it, I'm afraid it won't be long before I see it. ”

"What do you mean by that, sir, but at home?"

"Oh, the old man is drinking in the backyard, and the old slave will go to tell the master." The old man got up and was about to go to the yard, but Mrs. Liang stopped him and said, "No need, Uncle Qian, I'll go in first, you quickly open the door and let the carriage in, and then let the kitchen boil water to wash the dust for everyone." ”

As Mrs. Liang spoke, she took Zique's hand and hurried to the backyard. Xu saw the return of the master's mother, and the old man also came to the spirit, opened the door of the mansion and shouted loudly for everyone to rush into the house. The two neighbors next to him heard the movement, and someone pulled his head out to take a look, and quickly retracted his head.

Dong Rong sat in the car, while coaxing Dabao while lifting the curtain to look at the front yard of the Liang family, it can be seen that the Liang family is a solid foundation, the house is very large, and the construction is excellent, some Jiangnan people are elegant, and do not lose the atmosphere of the Central Plains. Not to mention anything else, only the front yard of this parking horse, it is paved with carved floor tiles, and there are two painted pottery low tanks in front of the hanging flower door, presumably in the summer to move two new lotus, raise two red carp, must be interesting and beautiful.

It's a pity.,I just don't know if the owner of next spring will still have such interest.。

Thinking like this, she patted the ignorant Dabao in her arms, and the pity was even heavier. There were a lot of people in the convoy, and the other two carriages were quickly unloaded, because no one came out to greet them in the inner courtyard for a long time, and the children couldn't let the wind blow, so Dong Rong had to hold Dabao and sit in the car all the time.

After waiting for a while, there was a faint sound of crying in the inner courtyard, and everyone frowned when they heard it, and some curious people stretched their necks to look into the hanging flower door. Fortunately, the little steward was a powerful man, and he called everyone to sit in the gatehouse to rest, and then went to urge the mother-in-law in the big stove room across the courtyard to boil water quickly. R638