Wrapping the small bun into a small zongzi Gu Anning gave up, and when she got up in the morning, her stomach was relatively weak, Gu Anning took out a bowl of deer milk from the space and fed it to the little bun.

There is not much stock of deer milk in the space, and it seems that the dairy sheep still have to be found.

Thinking that there was no milk powder in this ancient world, and the child's weaning period was still long, Gu Anning helped her forehead with some distress.

With a light sigh, she put a warm little hat on the little bun, and then smeared some emollient essential oil on his little face.

She remembers that in the modern winter, many children's faces were not protected by adults, but were blown by the wind or cold, and the skin was rough to the touch, and the children screamed in pain.

She remembered this, so now after dressing him, she smeared some emollient oils on his face as usual.

After applying the skin care essential oil extracted from medicinal herbs and flowers, the little bun is fragrant.

The faint medicinal fragrance is mixed with the smell of flowers, which is very fresh and smelly.

picked up the little thing, Gu Anning took her and walked out.

It's already snowing outside, and Gu Anning still likes this snow scene very much.

Holding the little bun out of the house, Gu Anning saw that the little boy with a bundle of big firewood on his back was walking towards this side with difficulty, and he was Gu Qing from inside.

Since Gu Anning bought his family's firewood, he would carry bundles of firewood every day to earn some copper plates to go back to survive the winter that had passed for half of the year.

Gu Qing, who was thinly dressed, was struggling to walk on the road with soft snowflakes, and because the firewood behind him was too heavy, he couldn't lift his head straight and bent over.

As he walked with difficulty, every once in a while, he put his hand to his lips and took a breath of hot air, which warmed his cold hand, which had been cut several times.

Coming to the door of Gu Anning Mansion not far away, he raised his head to look at the Gu Mansion in front of him, and saw a figure standing at the door.

It was Sister An Ning, and when he saw her, he couldn't help but get nervous.

Sister An Ning's family is very rich and kind, but she is poor and dressed in tatters, which makes him feel inferior.

He didn't dare to look at her, he came to Gu Anning and said, "Sister Anning." ”

Gu Anning smiled and nodded gently.

When Gu Qing walked towards the back door of his backyard, Gu Anning turned around and went back to the house.

When she came out again, she seemed to have two thick padded jackets in her hands.

Some time ago, I heard from someone that each bundle of firewood sent by this boy was much larger than before, and each one was very dry, the kind that burned easily without water.

She could tell from those words that the little boy in front of her was simple. At first, I wanted to help him, so I raised the price of firewood a lot, but I didn't expect that he would work hard to increase the quantity at the limit of his burden, so as to repay himself.

And his family is also living extremely hard, in addition to collecting firewood every day, he also has to take care of his old and sick grandmother, which is really not easy.

From these bits and pieces, Gu Anning is very optimistic about his pure morality.

Gu Qing, who put down the firewood and settled the account, saw Gu Anning's figure as soon as he came out of the corner.

Gu Anning, who also saw him, beckoned to him and motioned for him to come over.

When the little boy saw her beckoning to him, he walked over shyly, but did not dare to get too close to her.

With some inferiority in his heart, he lowered his head and didn't dare to look directly at the nice and kind big sister in front of him.

Just when he lowered his head and didn't dare to look directly, he felt a warmth on his body, and the cold wind blowing on his body suddenly disappeared.

He looked up at the thing behind him a little blankly, it was a very thick male long padded jacket, and then looked up at the big sister with a faint smile in front of him, and his eyes immediately turned red.

Gu Anning, who put on his clothes, patted him on the shoulder and said, "I don't have clothes suitable for you at home, this dress is very long and has not been worn, you can take it back and change it."

The clothes Gu Anning gave him were cotton clothes that no one in the house had worn, and he didn't have a man's cotton clothes, and some were only women's, so he could only distribute them to his subordinates by himself, and wait until another day to make up for him.

"Also, this dress is also unworn, you take it back to your grandmother. But this dress is worn by men, so she shouldn't mind. ”

After finishing speaking, Gu Anning, who was holding the child in one hand, stuffed the clothes in her hand into Gu Qing's hand.

Gu Qing, who was wearing torn clothes, felt that his heart was very warm, and even the cold wind blowing on his face felt warm.

Then a bright smile bloomed on his face, and he said, "Thank you, Sister Anning, but I just have one piece, and I can't accept this one."

He really needs this cotton coat now, and with it, his grandmother doesn't have to be cold and can't rest every day and coughs.

As for himself, he is a man, and his body is very good, so he doesn't need this cotton clothes.

Gu Anning knew his thoughts, and said with a smile: "It's okay, take it, if you feel that you owe me, find me more beautiful dry firewood when you collect firewood in the future, and it will be regarded as a reward for clothes."

After finishing speaking, Gu Anning turned around and went back to the house.

Looking at her departing back, the boy couldn't come back to his senses for a long time.

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Jun Beimo and his entourage, who came to the horse quickly, rushed for more than two days without sleep, and every time they arrived at a post station, they rested for a while, and by the way, they recovered their strength for the tired horses.

Except for Jun Beimo's unique mount, the sweaty BMW, their horses were all the horses that Jun Yi and them rode to Gu Anning's house in Shuangxi Village before.

Those horses were all fed by Gu Anning's spiritual spring water, and their bodies could be said to have been greatly strengthened. Even though they had been on the road for so long, they were not tired of lying down.

Of course, the horses that have been subtly transformed, they don't know it as the owner.

Now, when they arrived at a post station, they each found a room to rest.

The post station is a place for people who pass documents and military information to the government, or for officials to and from the place where they can eat and lodge, and change horses.

Now the staff of the post station led the horses of Jun Beimo and his party to feed the grain, grass and water, and did not dare to slack off in the slightest.

After three hours, having eaten some hot meals, they took the reins of their horses from the hands of the inn staff again, and then left the post house with their respectful farewell.

"Bei Mo, at our current speed, how long will it take to reach the Shuangxi Village you are talking about?"