She stretched out her small slender hand and knocked softly on the door. After a while, the door slowly opened. An old, wrinkled face was revealed.

Meng Wenya looked at the general's wife, holding the snow fox fur with both hands. Drape it over gently. "Mother-in-law, this is specially prepared for you by Bai Hong."

The old lady looked at Meng Wenya's generous and decent appearance and smiled with satisfaction. "Wen Ya, thanks to you, I have to serve my family Bai Hong well."

Watching the two talk, Si Baihong stood there stunned, and the shadow was long. "Come in, the old general is waiting for you at the door."

Si Baihong walked in with heavy steps, looking at the sunset, the golden light shone on the old general, like a majestic statue.

"Father." Si Baihong whispered, sweating on his head. It's just that the old general turned his head back slightly, but he didn't reply.

Si Baihong stood there in a daze, not knowing what to do. After a long time, the old general said tremblingly. "Son, how can you do that?"

His eyes were full of disappointment, and the wrinkles were huddled together. Meng Wenya walked up and said softly. "Father, it's all gone."

The old general said kindly to Meng Wenya. "You are a good woman, you have my son, you are old, I really don't know how to answer."

Before he could speak, Si Baihong pounced and knelt heavily on the ground. "Father, please forgive the child, everything is the child's fault."

Meng Wenya also hurriedly defended him. "Daddy, it's just that he's afraid that I won't be able to adapt to the climate in the barracks, and the slave family is just joking with him."

It took a lot of effort for the two of them to convince the old general. Meng Wenya went to the back kitchen to cook, and Si Baihong helplessly accompanied the old general to play chess.

The old general took the sunspot and placed his first hand in Tianyuan. "Son, I'm afraid that you can't win against me like this." Si Baihong hurriedly said:

"Daddy is smart, but the child can't reach it." It just went down indiscriminately, properly revealing the flaws, and after a while, the old general ate a lot of eyes.

Si Baihong pretended to be helpless and said. "The child is so stupid that he doesn't even breathe a few breaths." The old general smiled heartily. "Boy, that's funny."

He stretched out his rough and old hand, and his bones snapped with chess pieces. "Daddy knows, you are letting Daddy, but you can't let it on the battlefield."

Looking at the old general, he looked like an old naughty boy. "Dad, how can there be, the child has this ability, and in the barracks, he only practices arching horses."

As the two spoke, Meng Wenya led several maids over together. Holding the hot dish, it exudes a strange aroma.

She said lightly. "Daddy, this is the Meng family's unique medicinal food, please use it." The old general was drooling from his mouth and laughed heartily.

"This woman is really filial." Si Baihong also sat aside, stretching out his chopsticks and picking up a piece of fatty chicken, accompanied by half a piece of Ganoderma lucidum.

He stuck out his tongue and licked the flesh, and the aftertaste was endless. "It's so delicious." He gulped down and took several sips of water.

The old general was even more energetic, drinking the eight-treasure lotus seed soup in a big gulp. The family sat at the table, happy and harmonious.

Soon Meng Wenya cleaned up the table and helped the old general again. "It's very cold, Daddy, the bedding must be thick to keep warm and keep the cold away."

She made the old general's bed very clean. Then a small warm stove was lit. "Daddy, it's good to cultivate your body and mind."

With such a filial daughter-in-law, the old general was naturally very happy. Meng Wenya tidied up the housework again, and after a long time, she took Si Baihong back to the cave room.

She pounced on Si Baihong, the tip of her nose against the corner of his mouth, and smiled slightly. "That time, I knew you were pretending to be drunk."

Si Baihong's hands also wrapped around her round waist, and his eyebrows were affectionate. "Ya'er, how do you know? Isn't that what I'm pretending to be? ”

Meng Wenya pinched his back and pursed her lips. "It's just not like that." The necks of the two people intersect, like mandarin ducks playing in the water, and the body and mind are blended.

The news of the reconciliation between the two reached Liu Yichen again. "It seems that Si Baihong, there is hope for happiness in this life, which is really good."

They had been on the road for a long time and had come to a small town. During this period, Song Zhiyao was just resting on the carriage, and she gained some weight.

"Xianggong, or we will give him another gift!" Song Zhiyao continued. "Those things, for the slave family, are in the past."

Liu Yichen naturally understood Song Zhiyao's meaning, and smiled slightly. "Heroes see the same thing." I also bought a lot of souvenirs and sent them over.

Si Baihong and Meng Wenya have been in the capital for a few days, and they are also very happy. Take a trip every day and keep those troubles in the back of your mind.

On this day, when they came home, they looked at the door, carrying a heavy wooden box. "Major General, this is brought by the emperor's brother."

Meng Wenya stepped forward curiously and opened the box. Inside, a lot of aromatherapy herbs are revealed. "It's a good thing, a specialty of the southern country."

Si Baihong worked with her to move the box back. Meng Wenya wiped the aromatherapy grass on her face, turned her head, and asked with a stinky face.

"Xianggong, do you think Ya'er is beautiful?" Si Baihong nodded with a smile. "Ya'er, no matter what, you are the most beautiful in my heart."

He took the box back and found a yellowed note hidden underneath. "Bai Hong, forget everything you once had!"

Si Baihong looked at the beautiful handwriting, and naturally knew who wrote it. He sat there alone, not speaking for a long time.

At this time, Song Zhiyao and the others drove the carriage to an ancient town. The surrounding mountains are towering, and the verdant woods are drifting with the sound of the wind.

Liu Yichen raised his head, looked at the deep sky, and said half-jokingly. "Yao'er, you said that this place is also very weird."

Song Zhiyao looked around and looked into the distance, a crow flew overhead, screaming miserably. "Xianggong, just hurry up."

Before she could finish speaking, the carriage suddenly sank. Several of them were on the verge of toppling. Hou Qu and Xiong Li held the carriage in time.

It turned out that the horse pulling the cart fell directly to the ground, foaming at the mouth. "It looks like it's suffering from heat stroke, help it to the side, see if it's saved?"

It was not easy for them to find a tea stall, and the shopkeeper over there helped them push the cart to the horse ring in the backyard.

The old horse shook its head and slammed into the ground, blood spitting from the corner of his mouth. Liu Yichen took out a piece of silver and generously typed it to the shopkeeper.

"This horse is dead." No matter how they tried to rescue them, the horse quickly died. "Where else is there a place to sell horses?" A few of them asked.

The shopkeeper scratched his scalp and said. "Ladies and gentlemen, this bazaar is only available on the first and fifteenth days of the new year, and there is no place to buy livestock around here."

Liu Yichen said helplessly. "It's really bad luck, it's only sixteen today, it seems that we can only rest for a while before we set off again."

Song Zhiyao and the others quickly opened two rooms and lay down in them to rest. The hot sun was shining blindly, and his head was sweating.

"Xianggong, really." Song Zhiyao turned around and said. "Staying in this unfortunate place not only delays things, it's too boring."

Liu Yichen listened to her words and said helplessly. "Yao'er, this place doesn't look like a stable place, don't run around."

Song Zhiyao got up alone, walked down gently, took out a few copper coins in her hand, bought a cup of tea, and sat on the table to drink.

"I don't know how it is in the capital?" She thought silently. "It's just Bai Hong, don't be so casual, I'm naturally relieved."

At this time, she looked outside, there was a stall selling hemp candy, the aromatic smell was very attractive, so she stretched out her legs and walked forward.

She had just walked down the stairs when she stepped on a cold stick. In an instant, the thing, wrapped around her leg, hissed.

"Zhu Yeqing!" Song Zhiyao looked at the snake, hunched over, tilted her head, revealing a bloody mouth, and was about to bite her legs and feet.

At the last moment, a heavy stick struck, and the snake snapped, let go of her legs, and fell to the ground struggling.

Song Zhiyao stepped back and let out a long sigh. "Thank goodness." A sturdy woman over there, carrying a stick, threw a stone and smashed the head of a dead snake.

She stepped forward and looked at Song Zhiyao and smiled. "Girl, you're from outside, aren't you? There are a lot of such snakes in this place, so be careful. ”

Song Zhiyao looked at the sturdy woman, her face was ruddy and full of muscles. "I'm cooking in this inn, so I'll just call me Zhao."

Song Zhiyao ran upstairs and took a few silver tickets from above. "The kindness of saving lives, the little woman has nowhere to repay, a little courtesy, not a thanks."

Wang looked at her and smiled innocently. "Little girl, it's natural to help people, and we don't need these in this poor country."

Song Zhiyao also felt powerless, so she picked out a few beautiful clothes for her. She was dressed beautifully, and ran happily towards the kitchen.

Liu Yichen walked down and looked at the woman. "This woman, although she is in the countryside, is a natural beauty, so beautiful, she is not inferior to the palace concubines."

Song Zhiyao was shocked, hugged Liu Yichen, and lied presumptuously. "It's a good husband, the slaves are like this, so don't care about it."

Hou Qu and Xiong Li heard this, and they were also thrilled for her. "If you get bitten, it's really dangerous, so you have to be careful."

At night, a few guests walked in. Song Zhiyao and the others ordered good wine and food, sat downstairs, and ate in a big gulp.

"That's good." She licked her lips. "The fish in the countryside, although there are no condiments, but this taste is really delicious."

It was pouring outside, it was raining, and a thunderbolt was shining. There was a loud thunderclap, and a big tree fell to the ground with its leaves.

"It's horrible." Song Zhiyao hugged Liu Yichen. "Xianggong, let's go back and rest! It's raining so hard in this place, and it's pouring in. ”

Just as they were about to go up, Wang ran over quickly, his face full of tears, his clothes torn, and he cried out in despair.

"There's a bald donkey out there who has ruined me." Song Zhiyao saw her so desperate, and quickly ran over and supported her body. "What's going on?"

Wang covered his face and said with a sob. "I went out to chop wood, and on the way, I was just about to go back, and it was raining, so I went to the tree to take shelter from the rain."

"It's just a bald donkey, and he's unruly and heading towards me." Song Zhiyao looked at her like that, and felt very sympathetic in her heart.

"Then we'll go with you, no matter what, and don't let that thing escape." A few of them, cautiously walked outside.

Along the way, holding an umbrella and paying attention to his feet, there was no one around. "Oh my God!" Wang couldn't cry anymore. "How am I going to live?"

At this time, a figure suddenly flashed and headed towards the ancient temple on the side. "That's him!" Wang stretched out his fingers and shouted with a lot of sorrow.

The figure ran faster and faster, and soon reached the temple gate and disappeared. "I don't know how to read, can you help me? Get him out! ”

Hou Qu and Xiong Li were also indignant, ran over quickly, and kicked open the temple door with one kick. "Who did that hurtful thing?"

It turned out to be an abandoned ancient temple, surrounded by dust, and under the Buddha statue on the hall, a layer of hay was spread, and rats ran by from time to time.

"Don't run!" They saw a figure, which seemed to be about to go out. The two of them held him together. "You've ruined that girl, and you're delusional about escaping!"