Chapter Eighty-Three: Common Sense

This night, Shen Tong slept very unsteadily.

Lao Fang saw them braving the wind, frost, rain and snow to come over, worried that they would be cold, in addition to letting them soak in a hot bath, he also burned the kang head very hot.

After living two lives, Shen Tong grew up in the south, and she couldn't sleep on the hot kang. I woke up in the middle of the night and drank half a pot of cold tea, which was more comfortable.

But when she returned to the kang, she couldn't sleep.

The winter days and nights were long, there was no hourglass in the house, and it was estimated that when it was almost dawn, Shen Tong heard movement outside.

Outside the door was the courtyard behind the coffin shop, and I think the guys were already up and busy.

Shen Tong sat up, his stomach rumbling.

It's an old problem, she eats a lot at night, and she gets hungry earlier in the morning, and she doesn't know what is wrong with her.

She picked up the clothes that were placed at the end of the kang, but they were not yet dry.

She lit the small lamp by the kang, wore a middle coat and went to the kang, and felt a little cold, so she folded the quilt and wrapped it around her body, and walked to the door, she wanted to ask a man for a brazier to dry her clothes.

The plank opened, and a coolness came to her face, Shen Tong involuntarily took a step back, it was still dark outside, and a person was standing outside her door.

This is the contact point of the Northwest Army in the capital, and the guards must be tight, Shen Tong looked intently, and by the faint light in the room, she could see clearly that it was Xiao Ren standing outside the door.

Xiao Ren obviously didn't expect her to open the door suddenly, and he was also startled.

He took out the bead from his arms, looked at Shen Tong from head to toe with the bead as if he were examining an object in a pawnshop.

Seeing Shen Tong, who wrapped himself in a silkworm cocoon with a quilt, he frowned: "You even swept away the quilt?" ”

"What?" Shen Tong was lit up by him with beads, and when he heard him say that he was headless and brainless, he felt that children were really annoying.

"I said that unless you die, you don't want to leave the capital alive." In the night, Xiao Ren's voice was cold.

Shen Tong understood, it turned out that Xiao Ren appeared outside the door, it was not a coincidence, he was in an ambush, waiting for her to escape.

Sick!

There are too many steamed buns in the capital, and they are idle (salty).

"My clothes were wet yesterday, and they haven't dried out now, please, bring me a brazier, I'm going to bake my clothes."

The wooden door slammed shut, closing Xiao Ren out.

Until dawn, the brazier was not brought over, but fortunately, it was not so hot on the kang, and Shen Tong slept beautifully.

When she woke up, it was bright and she opened the window, the rain and snow had stopped, and it was a sunny day.

At this time, there was a knock on the door outside, Shen Tong wrapped the quilt again and opened the door, and the old man standing outside the door was smiling.

"Little brother, there are two clothes here, you can change them, the one I wore back yesterday was handed over to me, this clothes can't be kept, and they should be burned quickly."

Shen Tong saw that in addition to a burden in his hand, there was another piece of clothing, and the filial piety belt that tied the clothes was particularly conspicuous, this was Xiao Ren's clothes, exactly the same as hers, the clothes of the Yang family's little servant.

She thanked the old man, closed the door and changed her clothes.

The clothes were new, the lake-blue cotton robe, the royal blue cotton cloak, it fit very well, it should have been the ready-to-wear that she bought overnight according to her size.

When they came back yesterday, there was a curfew on the street, and I don't know where the old man bought it.

After changing his clothes, washing properly, and using the breakfast sent by the guys, Shen Tong walked into the yard, and immediately two guys put down the work in their hands and followed, Shen Tong said to them with a smile: "I don't run." ”

The two guys were a little embarrassed, one of them scratched his head and said with a smile: "This is a coffin shop, not a funeral at home, ordinary people don't dare to come in, my brother still goes back to the house to stay, so as not to be frightened." ”

"Oh, when I came yesterday, I only saw paper people and paper horses, but I didn't see the coffin, is there a new coffin?" Shen Tong asked.

The two guys didn't know why she was asking this, but they didn't hide it from her, and pointed to the opposite wing: "Those two rooms are full of longevity, and when a guest comes, take it inside to see." ”

"Oh, okay, then I'll go in and have a look." Before the two guys could react, Shen Tong had already walked over quickly.

It has been snowing and raining for the past two days, and the house is damp, but now the weather is clear, and the doors and windows of the storeroom are all open, and the tide is dissipating.

Shen Tong walked in, and what he saw was a brand-new coffin.

The two guys were frightened by her sentence "I don't run", and they couldn't follow at this time, and they didn't follow at this time, so they had to stretch their necks on tiptoe and watch from afar.

Shen Tong walked around the storeroom for a while, and finally stopped in front of a black coffin.

She didn't know wood, and she couldn't tell which of these coffins was good or bad, so she chose one at random.

The wood was heavy, and it took some effort for her to remove the lid of the coffin, and then she slipped through the gap where it had been removed......

"Seven young people, that little brother has entered the warehouse where the coffin is kept!"

"Qishao, that little brother got into the coffin!"

"Seven Young ......"

Xiao Ren strode into the warehouse, and the coffin lid was pulled up from the inside, and Xiao Ren pushed it open.

Shen Tong was lying upright in the coffin.

"You don't want to live anymore?" Xiao Ren asked mockingly.

"That's it." Shen Tong said.

"What?" What is this stinky kid doing, and what is she going to do?

"I said let's just do it, I think this one is pretty good, the wood still smells." Shen Tong sniffed, he didn't know what kind of wood this was, the dead who bought the coffin were really blessed, and they could still smell fragrant when they lived in the grave.

Xiao Ren was condescending, looking down at the dough-like face in the coffin, and said coldly: "I don't like it, change it." ”

After speaking, he turned around and left, walking very fast and hurriedly, this stinky child, everything made her think of it, she hated it to death, after arriving in the northwest, it was better to talk to Lao Jiang and put her in the dungeon, so as not to let her play tricks.

......

Shen Tong really changed his pair.

When she and Xiao Ren lay down in the coffin together, she sniffed again, this time the wood had no fragrance, and she had a little regret.

Xiao Ren closed his eyes, and after the old man nailed the coffin lid from the outside, Xiao Ren opened his eyes again, and he said to Shen Tong: "If you want to open the coffin, you can stay under my feet." ”

Xiao Ren and Shen Tong are still children, and they have not yet grown up. With such a large coffin, two people can lie down side by side, but there is never a reason for two people to share a coffin, and if someone finds it, only a head will be exposed.

"Why do you want me to go under your feet, can't you go under my feet?" Shen Tong was dissatisfied.

"You're too young, the child uses a small coffin, so that people can see a child lying in a big coffin, and the stuffing will be exposed."

Xiao Ren said seriously, it made sense.

He thought about it for a while, and finally couldn't help but ask, "How did you guess that we would use the coffin to get out of the city?" ”

Shen Tong closed his eyes and muttered, "Common sense." ”

Common sense?

Has hiding in a coffin and getting out of town become a common-sense ploy?