1.117 Secret
In the small carriage, there were three adults and four children, who could occasionally stretch their limbs, and most of the time, everyone consciously curled up and sat down.
Except for Qiao Wenjuan, she occupied the position of the rear wall alone, sat comfortably, and from time to time she opened the curtain on the window and looked out, constantly letting out bursts of joyful shouts, "Look at it, this car has come all the way, and I haven't seen that kind of monster." The green grass on the hillside is fragrant, and I'm sure the town of Yang will be fine ahead. β
The old lady tossed all the way, she was already drowsy, and she was woken up by her startled voice again, and her face had a hint of innocence.
No one in the car paid attention to her, and Qiao Mu was speechless to this "extremely naΓ―ve" sister-in-law.
Dare to love her This is not to flee, but to go on an outing, looking at the cheerful appearance of this heartless child, it is simply speechless.
Qiao Wenjuan lowered the curtain and looked at everyone, her two curved eyebrows wrinkled, and she sniffed her nose vigorously, "What smell?"
"Sister-in-law, you stink!" Xiao Lin'er, who was shrunk in Wei Ziqin's arms, wrinkled a bun face, fanned a chubby little hand vigorously, and answered Qiao Wenjuan's question before.
Qiao Mu was happy in his heart, but he looked at Qiao Wenjuan with a face that turned the color of pig liver on his face.
After all, it is already July, and the weather is a little hot and humid at noon, and the previous rain did not bring a refreshing feeling, but made people feel even hotter after the rain.
The air in this carriage is not very circulating, and there are so many people crowded, I didn't feel it before, but after sitting for a long time and stuffy, the smell came out.
Qiao Wenjuan and Mrs. Qiao had both rolled in the rain before, and they had been "patronized" by the corpse puppets, and the smell on their bodies must not smell good, but Xiao Lin'er's straightforward words were still quite funny.
Qiao Mu secretly applauded his sister in the bottom of his heart, and gave the peony on the side a look.
The peony girl immediately nodded knowingly and said, "It's not raining now, the slave and maid roll up the curtain to ventilate." β
Qiao Wenjuan gritted her teeth, did she smell so bad? Do you still need these people to open the curtain to ventilate! Hatefully dropping down the curtain in her hand, Qiao Wenjuan shrank into the corner and sulked alone, but her noisy voice was missing.
The carriage stopped at the bottom of the hillside, and Second Uncle Qiao jumped out of the carriage and shouted, "Let's rest, and let the horse eat some grass and rest before running." β
"The second brother has worked hard. Wei Ziqin got out of the carriage with a big cloth bag, "You guys rest for a while, I'll go cook some noodles for everyone to eat." β
"Okay, I'll go pick up some branches and come back and make a fire. β
Qiao Hu took the foodie out of the car, several children sat down and waited for food, and the eyes of the foodie followed his mother around.
Wei Ziqin went to work with the package, and took out a pot and a few bowls from the package.
Qiao Wenjuan followed, looking at Wei Ziqin suspiciously, "Sister-in-law, did you make so many preparations when you went out in a hurry?"
"Oh yes, I'm used to it. Wei Ziqin gestured, said a perfunctory remark, and then turned around and busied himself with the next strip.
"No, why didn't I see this package in the car before?" Qiao Wenjuan asked.
Wei Ziqin didn't answer, and reached out to push away the figure she was blocking in front of her, "Sister-in-law, go over a little, don't be burned by the hot soup." β
The noodles were all cut into slices in advance and placed in the talisman in small packets, and now she took out a small packet from the talisman with the package and just went straight to it.