He Mian'er changed into the Mongolian robe that Xiao Er Shuoye was wearing when he came, and was about to go back to the restaurant to eat.

Seeing that Master Chen had already come out, he couldn't help but be stunned, and said, "Isn't Master dining?" ”

I saw that Master Chen was holding a lunch box and signaled, "The restaurant is noisy, but the carriage is cleaner." I made my own assertion and packed it up. ”

In her heart, she was quite worried, and He Mian'er heard the words of everyone in the restaurant. Rao knew in his heart that he would not be able to hide this matter for too long, but he also had the intention of hiding it for a day.

As for why he had to hide it from He Mian'er, he was still a little selfish.

He Mian'er couldn't hide her disappointment at the moment, after all, she had been away from her homeland for two years. Not to mention what the audience is talking about, but simply listening to the dialect of the Central Plains, it is also quite close.

Being in the midst of everyone gave her a little more of a sense of authenticity back to Middle-earth.

However, it is normal for Master Chen to be quiet by nature. The two of them immediately set up their meals in the carriage.

Although the restaurant is small, the business is quite prosperous. In addition to the cheap price, it is probably the craftsmanship of this cooking that is superb.

He Mian'er knew that Shuoye was eating Central Plains food for the first time, for fear that he would not adapt to the taste. Only a little bit was fed, but the child gobbled it up, and after eating, he opened his mouth and stared at the meal.

"Looks like I'm really hungry." Chen Fuzi smiled, took care of himself and sandwiched a piece of lemon chicken nuggets for He Mian'er, and persuaded, "You also remember to eat more." ”

He Mian'er didn't notice this little bit of caution from Master Chen, but instead remembered the story of the white-haired yaksha that everyone in the restaurant had just said, and couldn't help asking, "Who is that white-haired yaksha, who can be compared to an evil ghost?" ”

As soon as these words came out, Chen Fuzi's hand was slightly stunned when he picked up the vegetables, and then returned to normal. only pretended to be unintentional and said, "It seems to be a certain general in the court, and everyone doesn't dare to say more." ”

This Master Chen didn't want He Mian'er to know the truth, but he didn't want to lie to He Mian'er, and he also knew that no matter how seamless the lie looked, it would probably be easy to be exposed.

Therefore, he only said half of it and hid half of it.

He Mian'er didn't care, she had been away from Beijing for two years, and I was afraid that half of the new generals in the DPRK and China did not know her.

The two immediately opened up the topic and chatted about something else.

In the days that followed, He Mian'er was in a hurry during the day, and found an inn to rest at night, and the days passed day by day, but the road to Beijing was getting closer and closer.

He Mian'er was rarely in restaurants and inns, and heard everyone talking in the small kiosks on the border, and more people were secretly talking about some secretive topics in private.

After days of hurrying, the young Shuoye couldn't hold on, I don't know if he caught a cold at night, suffered a little bit of wind cold, and coughed overnight.

He Mian'er was so anxious that she couldn't look at the child all night, for fear that he would have three longs and two shorts, after all, Shuoye has always been strong, and rarely so.

Someone next to her kindly introduced her and asked her to go to Niujia Town, a hundred miles away, to find a miracle doctor surnamed Guo.

Legend has it that this person can be called the reincarnation of Hua Tuo, Bian Que's regeneration, which is medicine to eliminate illness and rejuvenate with wonderful hands.

What's even more amazing is that this person was able to survive at the hands of the vicious Huns, all thanks to his excellent medical skills.

Even the big people in Najing admired this person and often came to visit.

The two knew that this person must be the white-bearded old man who had shared their hardships before. I don't know how he survived from the vicious boss and the old second-hand.

But no matter what, hearing that this person could live, He Mian'er still felt a burst of emotion in her heart.

He Mian'er didn't want children to run around so much, and Master Chen was familiar with pharmacology, so he only said that children's illnesses were mild, and ordinary doctors could cure them.

Sure enough, by the afternoon of the second day, Na Shuoye was alive again.

He Mian'er put down the stone in her heart and continued to hurry. In a blink of an eye, the two of them had come to a suburb not far from Beijing.

At this time, it was only three days before the Qingming Festival, and people began to leave the city one after another.

As the saying goes, the foreign voice book is broken, and the winter is repeated in spring. The hometown is even more timid, and he doesn't dare to ask anyone. The closer she got to the capital, the more difficult He Mian'er became.

This city, where she has lived for 19 years, has countless beautiful childhood memories and unbearable pasts.

"Mian'er, in just half a day, you can get to Najingzhong." The two stopped to rest, and Master Chen sighed leisurely and asked, "What are you going to do?" ”

He Mian'er was stopped by Master Chen's words for a while.

She planned to see her father and mother first, and she had been away from Beijing for two years, afraid that her relatives at home had already recognized her as the soul of the Yellow Spring.

Although he had a gap with his parents before, he hadn't seen him for many years, and even almost separated from yin and yang a few times. Even if it is a great barrier, it should be dissolved.

Chen Fuzi is afraid that it is no exception, when he left before, his mother was seriously ill. Later, when the end came, the mother and son did not see each other, so they had to go to the mausoleum to fulfill their filial piety.

"What should you do with Shuoye?" Chen Fuzi looked at the child in He Mian'er's arms and asked in a flat tone.

It doesn't seem like a surprising problem, but it has to be dealt with.

He Mian'er heard the meaning of Master Chen's words. After all, when she left Beijing, she was still a woman who was abandoned from the General's Mansion alone. At this moment, he has been away from Beijing for two years, and he has an extra child by his side.

I'm afraid that it will be difficult for my parents to accept it for a while, and it will be even more difficult to block it in Beijing.

He Mian'er looked down at Shuo Ye in her arms, her face was innocent, she didn't understand the world, and she didn't know what ugly things people in this world could say.

What's more, she took a closer look at Shuoye, who was less than a year old, although he was childish, between his eyebrows, he was quite similar to that person.

I'm afraid that the front foot has just fallen into the eyes of everyone, and the back foot will have someone from the general's mansion come to ask for the child. Disputes and entanglements are inevitable.

It's not like she's not unthinking about these things. It's just that no one pointed it out as clearly as Master Chen, she thought that she could confuse it for a day.

Until this has to be resolved.

Chen Fuzi saw He Mian'er's embarrassment, and he knew that she was embarrassed, so he had to raise it at this moment.

"If Mian'er feels really embarrassed, why don't you put Shuoye in the place of my mansion in Jingzhong first, wait for you to return home, and slowly inform your parents about this matter before making plans." Chen Fuzi slowly spoke out his considerations.

He Mian'er knew that Master Chen was not as simple as an ordinary talent, and what Asuji Khan said that day had been lingering in He Mian'er's heart.

She guessed that this Master Chen was afraid that he was just the illegitimate son of a large family living outside Beijing. He felt that his life experience was disgraceful, and he didn't want to go into details, so it was inconvenient for her to ask more.

Chen Fuzi's words were completely for the sake of her reputation, and she had no reason not to agree, so she nodded immediately and responded.

"As long as you have free time, you can come and see Shuoye." Chen Fuzi was afraid that He Mian'er would worry, so he added.

"Master, Mian'er is at ease." He Mian'er nodded. In the past, when she gave birth, she wanted to give Shuoye to Master Chen, and it can be said that she trusted Master Chen the most.

Shuo Ye handed it over to him, and it was no problem.

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