"You two stay here, can you win?" Mrs. Ma asked Gao Tuhu and Mrs. Guo.

It is not allowed to transport grain out of the country today.

There are few people who go in and out of the city gate, and the grain is too conspicuous.

Although we are serious people, we didn't steal or rob the food and bought it seriously.

But who knows if the guards at the gates will suddenly go crazy?

In case of a crime, we will be charged with a crime, saying that we are not able to transport grain.

To be honest, we can't even guess how the other party wants to drop, it's not enough for them to toss, day by day.

In the nursery rhyme town, Qi Ming is not there yet, and Song Fusheng knows the county Cheng is not like that, what kind of stubble is really there, and he makes some tongues, not enough to talk nonsense with others, and he is not in a hurry to wait for the rice to go to the pot.

In short, due to many considerations, Song Fusheng and Mrs. Ma have the same opinion, and the important grain was decided to be stored in the store first.

It is also because Ming'er doesn't know if he can enter the city again, mainly Ming'er Fat Ya and Mi Shou don't come with them, they have to take them to hit the gate of Yunzhong County, where they need to hit the luck. So it was also decided to leave Guo Pozi and Gao Tuhu behind.

On the one hand, they have successively returned the dim sum subscriptions, and on the other hand, they are guarding these grains.

If from tomorrow onwards, people from outside can't enter the city again, then everyone will not be able to see Gao Tuhu and Guo Pozi before the sixteenth day of the first lunar month, and these two people need to stay here all the time.

Until the city is not locked down.

"If you have food and drink, cook rice in a small pot, don't be reluctant."

Mrs. Guo and Gao Tuhu looked at Mrs. Ma together: We are not fools.

Song Fusheng also instructed on the side: "Uncle Gao, listen to a little letter during the day, if the grain store is open, grab some grain, coarse grain and fine grain, and buy it as much as it rises." ”

The high butcher patted the silver money given by Song Fusheng on his waist: "I know, don't worry." ”

The old lady Ma was still grinding: "Why don't you two stop?" ”

"Why can't we sleep together."

Mrs. Ma glared: "You think it's quite beautiful, are you talking properly, do I mean that?" There is no kang, no bed, and no board, how can you two deal with it tonight, this is what I am thinking about. ”

Guo Pozi also twisted her eyebrows: "The two of us are not hit in the noodle bag, it is not better than sleeping in the open air when we escaped, don't worry about it." ”

Can you not worry about it?

It's too difficult to enter the city, so I feel that this time I will not see each other for many days.

"What if there's any movement?"

The high butcher said don't worry, I'm a big man, and I have to be knocked down first.

Mrs. Guo squeezed him aside, the old man was useless, and said that if he fell down, he would knock him down, "I have a knife." ”

The large knives that Mrs. Ma had prepared for these old ladies before, the large knives that could not only cut cakes but also protect themselves, were pulled out by Mrs. Guo.

"Milk? Dad, what are you doing? ”

Under normal circumstances, Song Fatya is slow and leisurely and does not like to be anxious, but at this time, she is a little angry when she listens to that movement.

Song Poria is not in a hurry.

After grinding for a while, the old scalper pulling the cart will be gone.

The old cow spewed a hot breath, and it was really angry:

Tired silly boy, do you want to go or not?

In the car behind it, the broken radishes, broken cabbage and some other rags, added together, let's put it this way, you are so tall, you have to jump and pull the bag down, the height of the car is shaky, you can guess how much it has to carry.

If you don't walk again, your legs will be weak.

Crossing the arch bridge in nursery rhyme town, Song Fusheng and several of them carried heavy baskets on their backs, and they had to drag the old cow desperately, not moving the place.

Discussed: "Do you insist on reaching the city gate?" Hold on. ”

If you don't hit it, you have to insist on it, because if you really beat it, you can whip it with a whip, and it hurts.

In fact, everyone is already very considerate of the old cow, and everything that can be carried is carried on the body, each person has one or two hundred pounds, and no one sits in the car, of course, because there is no place to sit.

Even Song Fuling was gritting her teeth and pulling six large empty climbing plows, and the large wooden planks were bundled and stacked together.

The climbing plough was brought by the ox cart before they came, otherwise Mi Shou would not have slept in the arms of the two old ladies at that time.

Mi Shou was also carrying a large cloth pocket at this time, his eyelashes were full of frost on the mask, and his small body was carrying a weight, carrying his uncle's slippery shoes.

"Is Mi Shou cold?" Song Fusheng asked uneasily.

"It's not cold, sister is cold?" Little people, I don't know who is subtly influenced, think that they are little manly, men can't say no, and they have to be more considerate to their sisters and women.

"Sister, I'll help you push from behind." Mi Shou used his strength to breastfeed: "Ah! ”

At the city gates.

Everyone hinted to themselves in their hearts: we are not conspicuous, we are not conspicuous, and it is natural to pretend to pass.

"Stop." If you are not conspicuous, who will be conspicuous, why don't you pile up your bags as high as the city gates?

Song Fusheng hurriedly stepped forward and asked if people had any impressions of him, who came early in the morning, Qi Ming.

"What's it for?"

"Vegetables, turnips and cabbage, you can spot check."

Song Fusheng lied to others again, saying that he had bought it before, and he had been putting it in the store, why did he put it in the store? I came out of the stall a few years ago, and I set up a food stall in Nursery Rhyme Town, so there are a lot of stores in the store. These days, I can't enter the city, and I won't be a food stall in the future, so I think about pulling back to eat.

Maybe it's because of Qi Ming, maybe it's because going out of the city is not as strict as entering the city, or maybe it's because of the radish and cabbage that is really pulled, the official didn't even check the meat, and the meat was hidden in the middle of the radish and cabbage bag, so he waved his hand and signaled the officers and soldiers with knives to stay out of the way and let them go.

The ox cart swayed and passed the city gate, but from behind, an official ran over, holding a big knife, and came straight to Mrs. Ma.

Mrs. Ma was scared, but someone ripped off the pink headscarf, and the official had a warning in his eyes, and after glaring at everyone, he turned around and walked back.

Mrs. Ma, who was bare-headed, had her heart pounding and her heart pounding, and she looked at the official.

watched as her little pink turban was thrown into the brazier and burned.

Cotton, cotton.

scolded in my heart: Your grandmother has a leg, if you want a headscarf, you squeak, look at me scared, and rush over with a knife, almost scaring me with a snort.

Desperately dragging the old cow, he went out two or three hundred meters to deal with Fu forward, it was still snowing when it was dark, no matter what, unload the car, and look at the city gate if you want to.

Song Fusheng complained to the old lady while unloading the car, and he was also taken aback just now: "Mother, I said that you won't wear a pink headscarf." ”

"I don't wear it, who knows my old face? My method is different, the headscarf is still cotton. Do you think that if I don't wear a pink turban, the old bustard can recognize me? It's been a long time since I saw each other. Whoever knows me is looking at the turban. ”

"Then before you enter the city, what about the gray cloth on the periphery of the powder, how do you know to pay attention at that time."

"Forget about it." Gray cloth in a pocket.

Mrs. Ma felt very wronged: It's really not bad for her, the emperor died too suddenly, and many things are not used to it.

Song Fusheng took a few half-sized children such as Gao Tietou and Da Lang, and the six of them put on slippery shoes and put bags of cabbage and radishes on the climbing plow.

Tie the vegetable bag and the plough truck tightly, and the hemp rope that pulls the plough is also tightly tied to your body and shoulders.

"Let's go first."

The six of them held a snowball fight with both hands at the same time, and they swished and slid up.

Mrs. Ma and Song Fuling had to get on the car, and the ox cart finally had some space, and the old cow could breathe a sigh of relief and unload a lot.

"Sit down," Mrs. Ma waved her whip.

"Grandma, are you cold?" The cotton hats are gone.

Qian Mishou stretched out his hand from the sleeping bag and helped his sister cover the old lady with a quilt. Monten from scratch.

Later, it was too cold, Mrs. Ma deliberately stopped the car, let Song Fuling and Mi Shou be behind her, and tied the two children with a rope and quilt behind her, and they wrapped a quilt like arhats to catch the car.