From Huanglong to Mukden.

More than fifty cars in front and rear.

More than 20 vehicles carried people, and the rest pulled goods.

This mighty convoy was passing through a snow-capped barren mountain.

Far away, you can hear the wheels squeaking over the snow.

According to modern time, it was only three o'clock in the afternoon, and it was dark outside.

More than 30 degrees below zero, dry and cold, this kind of weather is really a crime.

Li Qinshe, a relative of the Qin master who was a servant, rode on the horse at the front, pulled off the cotton mask that covered half of his face, and when he spoke, his mouth was full of white gas, his beard was ice ballast, and his nose hair was also stained with frost.

He turned his head and shouted to the entourage: "It's dark, pay attention and hurry up." ”

The guards who accompanied the team, as well as the transport to Huanglong, and the boys of the dart bureau who returned to Fengtian's hometown with Mrs. Song this time immediately threw up their whips and urged the mules and horses who couldn't walk for a day to go faster.

Song Fugui dressed tightly and led people to ride at the back of the team in case something happened behind.

This is also the reason why Song Fusheng is relieved that Qian Peiying and they left early, there is wealth and wealth.

In the head car, Grandpa Song lifted the curtain to take a look, and after putting down the curtain, while rubbing his hands and roasting the fire, he chatted with Uncle Song and the high butcher:

"If you don't go out, you can't feel anything, as soon as you go out, so close to the road, we have to be tossed and choked. It is conceivable that they are rich and loyal to them, and they are running outside all the year round. ”

Uncle Song held warm sleeves in his hands, and wore a small hat with a copper coin pattern on his head, and said:

"Enna, it's not easy for our family to escort this money. I didn't listen to the children at home, in the winter, if there is smoke and snow, you will be in a hurry in this wilderness and can't drag the livestock. ”

The high butcher opened the lid of the cage containing the carbon, stabbed the fire, and continued:

"It seems that Fu Sheng raised the wages of these boys a while ago, and he didn't lose money, but he suffered too much.

Originally, I was still thinking, why should I increase the money again.

Our family is the main family of benevolence and righteousness, taking care of food and housing, giving gifts for the New Year's Day, and taking care of clothes throughout the year.

At that time, I was only thinking, one person rose by half a tael, which is not much, but how many people are in the dart game, Fusheng has a mouth, and the wages in various places must be raised, and eight thousand taels will not be seen. ”

A while ago, the head of his family was curious to calculate how much the third uncle spends a day, even if he doesn't earn money, he has to spend outward, about how much it is every day.

Iron Head and Peach Blossom counted as if they were joking.

Xiao Young didn't take it seriously, and when he opened his mouth to say, he didn't know, but he was startled.

The old men in the head car talked about this topic, and they felt a lot of emotion, "Yes, yes, yes, so let's go up by half a couple of dollars in winter." It's not easy. In this kind of weather, if you don't pay attention, you have to fall and can't get up. ”

Something happened at home.

With such a big mess of business and years of running, how can it be that the wife has always been peaceful. Catch up with the back of the point, hold down the gourd and scoop, this side of the car overturned and injured a few, that side of the branch was seriously injured a few.

It's just that the children in the family, including Song Fusheng, rarely say it to their families.

They think that there is no need to worry about the elderly, women, and children in the family.

In the back car, Song Lingling held the fur quilt, shrunk into a ball, and leaned on Erya.

The eldest girl and Baozhu sat next to Qian Peiying, and the eldest girl stuffed the melon seeds into Song Fuling's mouth from time to time, and whispered to Poria about her mother-in-law's family.

Lafite roasts the steamed buns closest to the charcoal cage.

She is hungry, she can eat three bowls of rice and three steamed buns at a time on weekdays, and she is in a hurry now, and at the end of the day, she can deal with two meals, and she always feels that she can't eat enough.

Madame said that when you are growing your body, there is nothing to be embarrassed about, so what do you want to eat, make it yourself.

And Song Poria wilts as long as she is in a hurry.

At this point, she was daydreaming.

Listening to the eldest sister's thoughts about the life of the family, I actually imagined in my mind that it would be great if I could bring these people back to modern times, even if it was just to take them on a ride. She can relate to the reactions of these people in the car.

Moreover, at this time, she even misses the broken bus she sat in when she was a child.

It's the kind of broken bus that leaks everywhere, has no good smell in the car, and smells of oil.

No matter how good this carriage is, it is not as good as a passenger car.

"Is it delicious?" Song Fuling surrounded the quilt and suddenly asked Lafite.

Lafite eats roasted browned steamed buns, and the one he eats is called fragrant.

"It's delicious."

Song Fuling stretched out her hand: "Give me a taste of phenanthropheny, just break a piece." ”

Qian Peiying glanced at her daughter funny, I asked you before, you don't eat. When people bake it, you want it.

He took out a small honey jar from his bag, "Here, you two dip it and eat it." Orb, you can bake and eat when you have nothing to do. ”

On the other car, Mrs. Ma was lively here.

Mrs. Ma doesn't know what a bus is, and she doesn't have a heart if she hasn't seen it.

She's in this big carriage now, so it's not bad, soft bag.

The old ladies still feel very happy, after all, we are called homecoming, how can it be miserable, there is food and drink in the car, everything.

Guerlain was pounding her legs.

Mrs. Wang's side is Clinique, who is being rubbed on her shoulders.

Clinique also wanted to rub it for Mrs. Guo, but Mrs. Guo waved her hand and refused, no, she didn't like to be beaten and couldn't enjoy the blessing.

In this car, we are chatting about these big girls.

When you see it, talk about it.

"Their family affairs, the fat girl will be in charge of the future, right?" After Mrs. Wang finished speaking, she glanced at the girls, and said, "What, who didn't go out that day." ”

Mrs. Ma nodded, she knows her granddaughter too well, who do you ask the fat girl to introduce people, her little granddaughter can't do it, and she won't take the initiative to do it.

But if you are: "In a few years, who in the picture should pay attention to themselves, and then tell your young lady." If you yourself are ashamed not to talk about it, then the guarantee will be delayed. Don't say that your master doesn't have you in his heart. It's not that she doesn't have you, she doesn't like to give random mandarin duck scores. So if anyone in your picture can tell her, don't worry, then your young lady will be able to help you draw a hand. ”

Ancient maids, don't say that the master has the right to marry a random person, that is, life and death are in his hands.

Even life and death are a sentence, if you talk about respect and equality to the maid, it is pure nonsense. Is the straight not strong? Lu Pan was not happy, and he still glanced at it, and Shunzi was about to be beaten.

And Song Fuling doesn't like to help order big things.

She doesn't talk about respect or equality, so as not to be treated as an outlier, and so as not to talk too much, and be regarded as a master who can be bullied by evil slaves, but when it comes to a lifetime, she always feels too heavy.

What if you say it's bad.

She couldn't even guarantee herself.

She had to get used to using a maid, in fact, she was still different from the serious ancient master in some thoughts.

The two maids in the car wrote it down, and in the days that followed, they also worried about others, did they have a good steward? If you have anything, hurry up and talk to the young lady.

Two more days later.

The situation was the same in each vehicle.

No more tiredness and laziness.

All of them are taking care of themselves.

Grandpa Song is rubbing incense, and the high butcher is rubbing his teeth with a tooth cleaning stick.

Qian Peiying began to wear jewelry.

Song Poria put on a mink.

Song Poria wore a mink hat, and the warm sleeves of the fox fur were also taken out, and she couldn't wear gloves, so she had to put her hands flat and put them in the warm sleeves.

The magistrate and the magistrate on the edge of Fengtian City had already greeted them outside the Shili Pavilion.

Mrs. Ma was helped out of the car by the maid.

Song Fusheng's wife and daughter also stepped on a low stool and got out of the car.

From this day on, every time the Song family passed through a city, local officials and their wives would greet them.

At the same time, the Lu family's lineup was larger, and they also set off from the capital.

Dressed in a sable and riding on a horse, Lu Pan made the way for his grandfather, grandmother, mother, several older sisters, and nieces and nephews in front.