"Grandpa, granddaughter can go to the study with her father, you can't secretly remove the pigtails, grandpa, you are so handsome, remember not to dismantle."

Saying that, Xiao Qi was dragged away by his father, and if he didn't leave, Lu Zhongshou was afraid that he couldn't help laughing.

Xiao Qi was so naughty that he even repeated it again before leaving, but Lu Zhongshou saw the rich expression on his father's face.

couldn't help but feel helpless, and then there was a kind of desire to untie it immediately, but because Xiao Qi's words were hesitant, many emotions were mixed together, which made Dad's already somewhat scary face even more distorted.

Or her own daughter has a way to make her grandfather have so many rich expressions, and she is living younger and younger.

Wen on the side saw the father and daughter leaving, and hurriedly said goodbye to Grandpa Lu and followed, and the voice of the father and daughter in front of him faintly came from his ears as he walked.

"Dad, yesterday's calligraphy, you have checked it, and you don't look for a ......" The little girl's delicate voice filled the ears of the old people, like a breeze blowing in the ears is very comfortable.

There was a slight smile flashing in his eyes, and the Lu family was full of freedom, casualness and warmth, which made Wen Su like it very much.

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"Dadada...... Squeak, squeak, squeak......" The sound of the carriage running kept resounding on the official road.

Qiu Jing drove the carriage fast, after a few days of non-stop hurrying, he had already left Jiangyin Mansion City, Fucheng, just passed through Daliang Mansion City, and it took less than a day to reach Beihuai Mansion.

Qiu Jing drove the carriage fast, looking at the gloomy sky, knowing in his heart that the rain would not last long.

Now that it's nearly dusk, this official road is still in sight, and it seems that there will be no place where people are populated today.

I couldn't run anymore and had to find a place to shelter from the rain, and the horse was already very tired, and if he hadn't fed it well, the horse would have been dead long ago.

Qiu Jing gradually slowed down the speed of the carriage, and looked around, except for trees and birds flying sporadically around the official road, there was not a single living creature in sight.

In this kind of village, there is no store in front of the village, and it is so difficult to find a place to shelter from the wind and rain.

Qiu Jing's requirements are very low, thinking that even a small shack is good, at least let this black horse have a place to shelter from the rain, he can't get drenched after all, after all, there is a carriage.

After about half an hour's journey, it was already drizzling in the sky, and Qiu Jing was already wearing a hat and a coat, and he was trying to observe in the drizzle.

It's getting dark, and if you can't find a place to shelter from the rain at this time, it will be even harder to find it when it gets dark.

Seeing that the sky was getting darker and darker, and the rain was getting heavier and heavier, just when Qiu Jing was about to give up and retract his sight, he vaguely seemed to see something.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and he finally found that there seemed to be a place similar to a grass hut dozens of meters below the official road, and the sky was too dark for him to see.

Looming under the cover of the trees, if it weren't for his excellent eyesight, he might not have been able to spot it.

Qiu Jing was overjoyed in his heart, the reins in his hand pulled the horse's head and turned, and the carriage rushed towards the target he found under the official road, whether it was a place to shelter from the rain or not, he always had to look to confirm that it was not.

As the target got closer and closer, Qiu Jing became happy, this was really a grass shed, and it was not a small grass shed.

At the moment when Qiu Jing drove the carriage into the grass hut, the rain became louder,

Rao is always calm Qiu Jing can't help but thank this grass shed, such a heavy rain, if the horse is drenched all the way, it will definitely affect his next journey.

Qiu Jing could vaguely see that the grass hut was built very large, enough to accommodate two or three carriages, all ventilated around, supported by multiple wooden pillars, and it still looked very strong for the time being.

Unless it's a stormy downpour, rain under normal circumstances, the canopy looks like it's still able to withstand it.

Qiu Jing took out a wooden basin, poured out some water and put it under the horse's mouth, and took out a lot of forage from the cart, which contained peanuts, carrots, and some unfresh fruits.

These are all things that the horse likes to eat very much, and after drinking the water, the horse eats the grass on the ground cleanly, and after eating and drinking, he neighs at Qiu Jing, as if to greet its owner.

Seeing that the sky was getting darker and darker, Qiu Jing put on his coat and hat, and found a lot of dry firewood from under the surrounding trees and piled it under the grass shed.

The dry firewood was quickly ignited after being piled up, and Qiu Jing was afraid that the burning wood would be blown out by the wind, so he found a lot of stones everywhere and surrounded the fire in the middle.

After doing this, he was relieved to take down the charcoal stove, iron pot and a few silver charcoal from the carriage.

I threw the silver charcoal into the fire, and I didn't find a large stone, otherwise it would have saved a lot of trouble by sitting the pot directly on the fire.

Immediately afterwards, Qiu Jing used a knife to cut more than a dozen pieces of ham meat in the carriage, washed some vegetables and radishes, and put some rice in an iron pot to prepare to be boiled together later.

Whenever he passed through a place, he would add some but not much, after all, he did not eat all the time in the wild, and sometimes he would stay overnight in the town when he was in a hurry.

But there will still be consumption on the way, some of which are eaten by him, and some of which he throws to the horses because they are not fresh, anyway, there is no waste.

The silver charcoal quickly burned in the fire, and Qiu Jing used two wooden sticks to clamp all the carbon into the charcoal stove, and casually broke the two wooden sticks and threw them into it together.

Immediately afterwards, he began to boil up dinner, and Qiu Jing ate something when he passed through Daliangfu City before noon, and even the breakfast was a little cushion.

At this time, the stomach was really beating a drum, Qiu Jing hurriedly put the iron pot on the charcoal stove, and it didn't take long to hear the gurgling sound in the pot, and gradually the aroma of the ham also came out.

The meal was already ready, and Qiu Jing was no longer in a hurry, just waiting for the meal to start, he took the small stool prepared in advance from the carriage, sat down not far from the charcoal stove, picked up the sword he carried with him, and began to wipe it.

Just when he had not yet wiped off one of his swords, the sound of a carriage was faintly heard in his ears except for the sound of rain.

Apparently the carriage also found a hut here, which came from shelter from the rain.

Qiu Jing sat calmly on the stool, and continued to wipe his sword with the stopped movement in his hand, wiping the sword was already something he had to do every day, and if he didn't wipe it for a day, he always felt that he had done something less.

The carriage quickly stopped in the hut, and the visitors looked at Qiu Jing, and seemed not surprised by his presence, after all, they had found it through the light.

On the contrary, he glanced at the sword in his hand several times, and at the same time, his eyes were full of wariness.

Qiu Jing casually glanced at the carriage, and stopped at the other end of the hut far away, the carriage was not big, at least it was much smaller than his own carriage.

The two people who drove the car, Qiu Jing, had already seen seven seven or eight when they drove the carriage in and passed by, and the age of the two was never more than thirty, and their ordinary appearance could not tell whether people were good or bad, and the reason why Qiu Jing paid attention was their defensive eyes.

As long as they don't find their own trouble, Qiu Jing is not ready to deal with them, and he is still busy with his own affairs, so he is not in the mood to meddle in his affairs.

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