As the carriage carrying everyone became farther and farther away from the capital, the calm waves and beautiful scenery of the mountains and rivers along the way made Song Rumu, who was often in fear, secretly laugh at his timidity and suspicion.

Especially when he realized that his father Song Han was almost looking for all kinds of excuses to keep her by his side, in the name of pointing out his piano skills, he was actually enlightening her. Song Rumu suddenly realized that the change from the waterway to the land route was not because of the danger she thought would be, but so that she could see more scenery and relax her mind when she rarely went out.

Song Rumu didn't say anything about this discovery, but only kept it in his heart, trying to make his habit of staring at a place in a daze slowly decrease, and his smile was a little more.

Song Han, who has been carefully observing his daughter, is quite pleased with this change in his daughter. Originally, Song Han was very worried that after this blow, although her daughter would not seek death and life like other people's daughters, could she still always smile and be pitiful as before, and maintain an optimistic attitude towards life?

And Song Nianzhi, who had the same mind as Song Han, saw that his sister seemed to be aware of the intentions of the father and son, so he no longer concealed it, and only accompanied his sister Song Rumu with his father. The only thing that made Song Nianzhi nervous during this period was that with the wedding date of Lu Yixuan and the Seventh Princess approaching, how to make her sister Song Rumu not see those who came to Beijing to send congratulatory gifts.

Song Nianzhi, who was under the control of this kind of thinking, discussed with his father Song Han, and Song Nianzhi tried his best to arrange for the carriage to go around the countryside as much as possible. Even so, it avoided those who kept coming to Beijing to send congratulatory gifts, but time was also on the path, like a shuttle into the midwinter season.

When the family finally entered the realm of their hometown Mocheng at ten o'clock in the evening of this day, the wanton wind during the day finally subsided.

Song Rumu, who was slowly pacing off the carriage, looked at the twilight, covered with snow, except for the inn in front of her, there was only a vast color left between heaven and earth, and she couldn't help but feel a sense of tranquility in her heart.

Time is a cure for pain. Song Rumu, who took a deep breath of cold and cool air, thought so after spitting out a cloud of dense mist from her cherry lips.

"Finally home......"

When Song Rumu was attracted by the mist he spit out, Song Han, who was supported by Song Nianzhi and stepped out of the carriage, looked at the scenery of his hometown covered by snow. After taking a deep breath of cold air, he couldn't help but sigh with joy in his heart.

Hearing this, Song Nianzhi beside Song Han smiled and said nothing, and Song Rumu also looked at his father with a happy face, and saw that his father was smiling like a child at this time. There are no longer the original hidden pains and entanglements in his eyes.

It turned out that time not only alleviated his pain, but also inadvertently healed the eternal pain in Song Han's heart.

Song Rumu couldn't bear the joy in her heart for this discovery, raised her hand to stop the support of Chayu and others, and quietly came to Song Han and Song Nianzhi's side, and supported Song Han with her younger brother Song Nianyi left and right.

The three of them stood in the wind and snow, silently looking at the monotonous but magical scenery, as if they had seen too much of the scenery, and they could see the concentration of a flower.

And hearing the noise of the carriages entering the stack one after another, the shopkeeper who walked out of the back room quickly, his face was full of enthusiasm after seeing the three of them looking at the snow scene in the distance. I couldn't help but slow down, only looking at these people back and forth with my eyes, guessing in my heart whether these people were locals or outsiders.

The question of the shopkeeper finally found a response in Mo Zhiyao and Song Xiaosi.

Mo Zhiyao knew that he had a Jiangnan accent, so he kept silent, and only secretly urged Song Xiaosi to come forward and greet the shopkeeper. When Song Xiaosi whispered to the shopkeeper to hurry up and prepare the room, hot water, and hot rice, Mo Zhiyao walked to the three of them and coughed softly.

Hearing the light cough behind them, Song Rumu and Song Nianzhi, who came back to their senses, remembered that it was very cold at this time, and Song Han's body really couldn't withstand such a toss. hurriedly glanced at each other weakly, and both carefully helped Song Han to enter the inn with the shopkeeper.

Although the small inn in the mountain village is remote, it is expensive in the location of the border, and there are quite a lot of guests in the hotel. It's just the middle of winter. There are fewer people who go to business, and there are many fewer people who stay in the hotel. Now that such a large convoy is suddenly ushered in, it is quite a surprise, and the enthusiasm is much more than usual.

After the group entered the inn, even the proprietress ran out of the backyard to receive everyone when she heard the words. The boss and the proprietress saw that Song Han had an extraordinary temperament, and the pair of teenagers and girls around him were even more like dragons and phoenixes. and did not dare to slack off.

When everyone was roasting the fire, and the tea making was not lively, a familiar voice suddenly came from the second floor of the inn: "Sure enough, it's the third brother, you let the second brother wait here so hard!" ”

Song Rumu looked up with everyone, and saw that it was the second uncle Song Hao standing at the staircase with a smile, and knew in his heart that it must be his hometown that learned that Song Han had returned to his hometown, but he didn't know when he would arrive, so the second uncle Song Hao was waiting at this place.

And Song Han didn't want his family to pick them up when it was freezing cold, so he only sent someone to send a letter saying that they would arrive soon, and did not say when they would arrive.

How do you know that this is the case, my second brother Song Hao will still wait for them here, if he says that he is not grateful, it is false. When Song Hao hurriedly went downstairs to look at himself, and when he saw the few strands of gray hair he had recently grown, old tears fell from his eyes, and Song Han couldn't help but feel a burst of heat in his eyes.

After the two brothers finished greetings, Song Rumu and Song Nianzhi didn't wait for Song Han's instructions, so they both stepped forward to salute Song Hao.

Song Hao was already a little more familiar with the pair of sisters and brothers than others in the family, and remembered that when his daughter Song Ruixi entered Beijing, she was taken care of by this niece Song Rumu in many ways, so she was able to find this family affair in the eldest princess's mansion, so she hurriedly stepped forward to help the two of them up without waiting for the two to kneel.

After helping the two of them up, Song Hao looked the two of them up and down with his eyes, and saw that one of the two was Yushu Linfeng and the other was Tingting Yuli, so he couldn't help but turn around and laugh at Song Han: "The second brother is still the same sentence, the third brother is so blessed!" ”

Song Hao is in good spirits on happy occasions, and he laughs much better than before, and the three people who have encountered many setbacks in Beijing are infected by this atmosphere, and it is also rare to laugh aloud.

And as soon as the shopkeeper heard that several people were brothers, uncles and nephews, he also guessed Song Han's identity, it must be the third child of the Song family who was an official in the capital and an official to the second-class imperial doctor.

The shopkeeper, who understood in his heart, immediately pulled everyone to bow down to Song Han, and shouted "The grass people are ignorant, knock on the blue sky and Lord Song's ......".

This scene inevitably made Song Han, who was chatting with Song Hao deeply, stunned, glanced at his second brother, and then looked at the shopkeeper, and hurriedly stepped forward to help everyone up, and shouted: "What is the old man doing?" ”

Seeing that the old man couldn't afford it, Song Han was so anxious that Song Hao smiled lightly and said: "Third brother, just let them worship, thanks to you in the past few years, the big guys are much better, which family in our Mocheng doesn't want to worship you!" ”

"This ......", Song Han was even more puzzled when he heard this, and looked at everyone in confusion After bowing to him again and again, after appeasing the old man, he asked the second brother Song Hao in a low voice, what is the reason for this?

After listening to Song Hao's explanation, Song Han smiled bitterly, and then turned to deep thought.

It turned out to be the blessing of Tuo Song Han, the imperial historian, and in the past few years, few officials in Mocheng dared to bend the law for bribes. And this official is cleared, and the people's lives are naturally better, so the people who have indirectly benefited all think of Song Han's goodness. In the past, the Song family, which was only one of the many clans, has risen a lot, not to mention, even the old lady and the old lady of the Song family are respected and respected everywhere when they go out.

Everyone in Mocheng said that the two old godsons of the Song family were well-giving, and the old lady of the Song family, who had always loved face, was happy to close his mouth. In order not to discredit Song Han, the son of an official in Beijing, he has done many good things that have benefited his neighbors in the past few years.

Such a virtuous circle has made Song Han, who is far away in the capital, rise rapidly in the eyes of the locals.

Seeing that Song Han was finally relieved when he heard this, Song Nianzhi and Song Rumu, who finally knew the cause and effect, couldn't help but be deeply grateful to the old man just now, who let their father Song Han have no regrets after leaving Beijing gloomily.

A few people talked and laughed until late at night, and each went back to his room to rest, preparing to leave for home early the next morning.

And Song Rumu, who returned to the room, looked at the rough dim sum sent by the shop owner, and after taking a bite and tasting it, she felt that the taste was much more delicious than the dim sum she usually made with all her heart.

Remembering that when the old man personally sent it, he kept saying that it was free, and he couldn't help laughing, and he couldn't help but laugh out loud at the end.

"No wonder His Royal Highness is willing to take his life to protect Lord Song, it turns out that Lord Song is really a rare Qing official!" Entrusted by the emperor's blessing, Xuanling, who stayed by Song Rumu's side, bit the snack that Song Rumu gave her, and couldn't help muttering.

"What did you just say?" Song Rumu, who was nervous in her heart, couldn't help but smile and looked back at Xuanling who had a deep look of concern, so frightened that Xuanling hurriedly waved her hand and said: "I didn't say anything, I just thought that good people have good rewards, Lord Song is a rare Qing official, and it is deserving of being so loved by everyone!" ”

"......", Song Rumu raised her eyebrows and looked at Xuanling with an innocent face, and really thought that she had heard it wrong, so she picked up another piece of dim sum and stuffed it to Xuanling...... This is much more expensive than the dim sum we usually eat. ”

Xuanling, who was relieved, nodded hurriedly and said, "Yes, yes, the slave has never eaten such a delicious snack!" ”

The master and servant rinsed their mouths after eating, and went to bed to rest, and Song Rumu rarely had a good night's sleep for the first time after a long period of insomnia.

After breakfast on the second day, before dawn, everyone set out from the small inn, and the feeling of returning home was beyond words.

And on this day, it is rare that the sun is good, and the snow under the sun is so that people can't open their eyes, Song Rumu and Chayu and others who are hiding in the carriage lift the thick curtain on the carriage, peek at the strange and familiar scenery, and feel that this is really a good start.

When the carriage had just entered the sight of the huge ink city, someone shouted loudly in the distance: "The third master has arrived...... The fourth young master and the third young lady have arrived......"

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