If there is cooking smoke, there must be someone, but Beilin didn't want to get into the carriage anymore, but sat outside with Jiuyou.

The horses walked in the direction of the smoke for half an hour, and we did come to a village with the word "Wenzhuang" written in front of it.

Does this have anything to do with the previous Wenxian County?

Because the road in the village is narrow and steep, as soon as you enter the village, it is a downward slope, so Ming Beilin asked Jiuyou to stay outside the village entrance to clean the carriage, and tonight Jiuyou is here to guard the horses, and a few of us entered the village.

As soon as he entered the village, there was a hint of disappointment on his face, because the village looked a little poor, the houses were mostly made of wood and loess, and many of them had collapsed.

But as the color is getting darker and darker today, there is no way for us to look for any other place to stay.

He looked around the village, and finally, walked towards the only small house with a yard at the bottom of the slope.

This house looks as big as the one we live in Jinghe Village, and the people who live in it should be the "rich family" in this village, right?

He seemed to be in a hurry today, and he seemed to be in a hurry more than anyone else.

"Bang bang bang, bang."

He raised his hand and tapped vigorously on the door of the house, which was dark brown with a few cobwebs hanging from it, and I wondered if there was anyone living in this house.

"Bang bang bang!" Beilin's expression was serious, and the force of his hand slapping the door became stronger and stronger.

"Who is it?"

The sound of the response came not from the courtyard in front of us, but from a wooden house next door.

I saw that the wooden door was opened, and a very fat-looking and dark-skinned aunt poked her head out, and she still held a porcelain bowl in her hand, presumably having dinner.

"Auntie, we want to borrow a night." I looked at the aunt and said.

The aunt immediately beckoned to us: "Come on, our family happens to be eating, you haven't eaten yet, have you?" ”

She was welcoming and opened the door to invite us over.

Beilin was a little "disgusted", recognized the "big family", and refused to move to the aunt's house.

"Don't shoot, we are a scholar, but we never welcome others to enter his house." After the aunt finished speaking, she entered the house with dishes and chopsticks.

As soon as I saw it, she went in, hurriedly helped her sister, greeted Feng Nishang again, and walked towards the door of the aunt's house.

At this time, we can't be picky anymore, and while the fat aunt hasn't changed her mind, we hurried over.

When I walked to the door of my aunt's house, I saw a wooden table in my aunt's small hall, on which food was placed, and four or five children were sitting around the wooden table and eating.

These children were neatly dressed, and there were a few meat dishes on the table, and they were still eating white rice, and I suddenly felt that the people in this village should be doing well.

"Come and count with us." The aunt boldly brought us a porcelain bowl and added some rice: "It's not enough, why don't I steam some steamed buns?" ”

"No need, enough." I hurried to stop it, and food was very expensive these days.

"Auntie, is there a vacant room, let my senior sister rest for a while?" I looked at my aunt and asked sincerely.

"Yes, stay in that room, and I'll make room for you tonight." After saying that, my aunt led me to a small room and pushed the door open.

The room was a bit of a mess, with no furnishings, just a wooden bed and bedding.

I helped my sister to the bed and let her lie down to rest, but I could faintly hear Ming Beilin banging on the wooden door next door.