In the end, Chai Shouxiao went to see the handlebar style, talked to the same person for a while, and asked the other party about everything before leaving with confidence.

As soon as the others left, Chai Shuiqing breathed a sigh of relief, but at this time she did not plan to leave immediately.

When the sky turned white, Chai Shuiqing went out to buy some dry food, poured some water on the car shop, and then beckoned the carriage to leave.

Here, Chai Shuiqing just left, and on the other side, the person standing not far from the car shop put down the things in his hand and chased after him.

"I still have something to do, you can buy this meat!"

was so fierce that someone stuffed a back basket, and Old Man Mu almost couldn't save the prey in his arms.

"Mountain, you ......"

didn't wait for Old Man Mu to ask anything, turned his head to look, where was Mu Shan's figure.

Old man Mu frowned, becoming more and more worried.

With this stuffy temperament, he can't control this posture that disappears at every turn, let alone marry him a daughter-in-law.

Old man Mu shook his head, sighed, changed his hug to his back, and went to sell his things with him.

At this time, Chai Shuiqing, who was sitting in the carriage, ate a baked cake, took out a boiled egg from the gray cloth bag and ate it, and poured a bottle of milk, and then rested in the carriage.

The road was bumpy, naturally she couldn't do anything, and she was happy to be idle.

At this time, on the path not far from Chai Shuiqing, a man was running fast, causing passers-by to look sideways.

On the town!

"Young master, there's a letter from over there."

Xingbo came back breathless, and only after entering the house did he take out the letter and present it with both hands.

The young man who was sitting in the room practicing calligraphy didn't mean to look at it, he didn't raise his head, and he didn't say a word.

Xingbo understood that his young master was doing this, and he was still angry when he thought about it! Then he explained out loud: "Young master, it's the Shen family!" ”

As soon as he heard the word Shen Jia, the young man's hand holding the pen paused, and as soon as his hand shook, the thick ink splashed on the paper, blurring the small black and gray flowers.

Without saying a word, the boy put down his pen and walked over to take the words from Xingbo's hand.

Seeing this, Xingbo breathed a sigh of relief.

The young man's hand holding the letter trembled slightly, and there was no discoloration on his calm face, but that hand had already revealed his excitement.

A thin piece of paper, with only a few words, made the young man's eyes widen, and then his eyebrows stretched, and his shoulders drooped.

"Young Master?"

Xingbo looked at the young man very worriedly, looking at the look of his little master, it seemed that something big had happened......

When the young man heard Xingbo's voice, he looked up and saw that his old face was worried, and he knew that he had misunderstood.

"Look! After reading it, send it to the young lady. ”

Xingbo took it cautiously, and saw that the thin piece of paper read, 'Home!' I immediately understood the three words.

It turns out that it's not a bad thing, it's a good thing!

"God forbid, God forbid!"

Xingbo folded his hands together and muttered twice.

After the young man was happy, he had some doubts in his heart: 'Could this be that Bowen did it?' ’

Thinking of this, the young man hurriedly took the paper and wrote a letter and handed it to Xingbo to send out.

"You go and deliver the letter, and I'll tell my little sister the good news."

Xingbo could see that his young master's steps were relaxed, which he had never felt since coming here. He rejoiced in his heart, for his master and for his little master.

"Ngawang, send the letter quickly."

Xingbo handed the letter to Ngawang, and when Ngawang rushed to the door, Xingbo added a few words: "When you come back, bring some snacks, and then go to Qingfuxiang to order a table of good dishes to be delivered." ”

When Ngawang heard this, he knew that there was a happy event in his family, and he ran out with joy.

Watching Ngawang leave, Xingbo shook his head and went to beckon the cook to make tea and send it.

"Is that all? What kind of fruit snacks are there? ”

There is a lot of food in the kitchen, but most of it is meaty.