At this time, the convoy of the Tang family had just passed, and the road was a mess, with apples, oranges, folded flowers and plants, sachets, folding fans, and even scattered vegetables rolling on the ground.

Throwing everything, it's really dirty, and the little official saw at a glance that there were sneaky Diao people who were unclean and picked up the apples and oranges on the ground and ran away.

"Eh, General, someone stole something!" The little official shouted at the top of his voice, and the half-grown children scurrying around the street picked up the sachet and folded the fan and went back to play, "Do you want to catch it?" ”

Lin Liyang didn't react for the first time, as if he had just come back to his senses, and shook his head blankly: "Forget it today!" ”

Sensing Lin Liyang's gaze, Wei Yaoqing frowned: Seeing that Lin Liyang's usual style of acting is really not like a deep-minded person, but it seems that he has noticed her, and a sense of vigilance arises spontaneously.

Some people will take the initiative to retreat in the face of suspicion, but this time, she didn't want to retreat, so Wei Yaoqing stopped, turned her head to look at Lin Liyang, and then nodded: "General Lin." ”

Lin Liyang took two steps back as if he was frightened.

Is she so scary? Wei Yaoqing reached out and touched her face, and was about to speak, but Lin Liyang hurriedly quickened her pace: "I still have something to do, you can do it yourself!" ”

So...... Can't avoid it? Wei Yaoqing was stunned, but Lin Liyang over there ran away with people as if he had fled.

Tightening the basket in the crook of her arm, she turned and walked into the restaurant beside her.

The street restaurants are not as fine as the food in the restaurants, but they have a unique flavor. There was a lot of noise around, mixed with the sound of slapping the table and stomping feet one or two times at the beginning of the conversation, and everyone seemed to have to tear their throats to let others hear what they were saying.

Everyone's voice is loud, but it's not easy to hear everyone's conversation at this time.

"Miss." Jujube Cake handed over the booklet in the bag.

The scattered words in the booklet are interspersed with circles, triangles, flowers, and grass, and it is more difficult to read than any of the messengers. But this is the way Jujube Cake remembers herself, and only she can understand it in this world.

"Miss, the people of the Tang family are here, the things on the carriage are covered with red cloth, and they look very heavy, and four young and good-looking men are guarding the left and right, I heard that they are the descendants of the Tang family. Some beggars said that the Tang family may have been robbed, but it seems that they have not heard the news of the government catching the thief."

"And this morning in the city Yonghetang old doctor Zheng went to the Qingyang County Lord's mansion, after coming back, he lost his mind, I heard that he was scared and lost his soul, and he was trying to find someone to inquire about the Yin and Yang Division Heavenly Master, and wanted to find someone to help summon the soul to see."

"The road outside the city that was closed was opened, and this morning the post general sent a letter that had been stuck on the road for half a month, because there were too many people who came to look for the letter, and there was almost a stampede!"

"The big black dog of the widow's house on East Street was slaughtered by a black-hearted person, and the widow ran away at that time, after all, she has been raising it for so long......"

……

Things are trivial and complicated, some are related, and some may just be useless news, but it is not easy to remember these trivial things. This little girl doesn't look outstanding, at most she can be beautiful, bouncing, many people have such a girl, just because it is common, so it is not easy for people to be defensive.

Wei Yaoqing listened very carefully, and when she heard the big black dog, she said loudly: "I have seen that big black dog...... Yes good. ”

The interrupted jujube cake was very surprised: "Miss also likes big black dogs?" ”

"That big black dog is good, the black dog's blood is a thing to ward off evil, and that big black dog's blood is very pure, and it is the nemesis of evil things." The girl lowered her eyelids, making people unable to see the emotions in her eyes, and God gave birth to a pair of good eyes that can always see a lot of things that others can't see.

"Oh." Jujube Cake nodded as if he didn't understand, and continued to talk.

……

The fire in front of him was burning very strongly, Pei Zongzhi was fiddling in the fire with a stick in his hand, and he also carried half a frame of washed sweet potatoes on his body.

"Cousin!" Liu Minzhi sat on the pony on the side, watching him play with the sweet potatoes in the fire with a focused expression, turning them over from time to time, and couldn't help but wonder, "Are you really here to taste the fun of the countryside?" ”

He thought that it was rare enough for him to bring a pot of wine and a roast chicken to visit the door during the New Year's Festival, but he didn't expect to see Pei Zongzhi who was carrying half a frame of sweet potatoes on his back as soon as he entered the door, and Mr. Huang Shi who was chattering on the side.

"This sweet potato is good, very fragrant and sweet." Pei Zongzhi took another one with his backhand and threw it in, "Don't believe it, you ask him." ”

This he naturally refers to Mr. Huangshi in addition to Liu Minzhi and Pei Zongzhi.

Mr. Huang Shi pinched the letter and nodded with a complicated expression, and then looked at Pei Zongzhi: "Do you want to read the letter that the Pei family gave you?" ”

"Pei family?" Liu Minzhi's eyes lit up, "Who sent it?" ”

"Your real cousin." It was Pei Zongzhi who answered, he looked back at the surroundings and muttered, "There is no firewood!" ”

Naturally, no one paid attention to him.

Liu Min looked curious: "Are you urging your cousin to go back to Jiangnan for the New Year?" ”

"I'm not your cousin, I'm the one who sent the letter." Pei Zongzhi frowned, and looked at the sweet potatoes in the fire very seriously.

"What's on the letter?" Liu Minzhi asked again and again.

Mr. Huang Shi glanced at Pei Zong, and saw that he didn't care, so he opened his mouth to read: "Brother Zong, I, Pei Yuan, have changed hands for four hundred years, and now the things have finally returned to the original owner." The uncle in the clan was very pleased, and went to the ancestral hall many times to worship the ancestors and spirits, and the Zhang family fell to the field today......"

Before the letter was finished, his hand was loosened, and the letter paper was taken away and fell into the fire.

This move was so crisp that it simply made Mr. Huang Shi and Liu Minzhi stunned.

The letter paper fell into the fire, the fire lit up, Pei Zongzhi pulled out the sweet potatoes in the fire, and sniffed with satisfaction: "It's so fragrant, it's finally cooked." ”

The aroma of roasted sweet potatoes fills the nose and makes your mouth flutter.

Fragrant, indeed very fragrant. But now is not the time to eat sweet potatoes, Liu Minzhi pointed to the fire that was burned into a pile of black ashes: "Cousin, you ...... You, this is a letter to you, you ......"

"It's a little bit closer, it's not cooked!" Pei Zongzhi took a bite of the sweet potato and explained.

Facing Mr. Huang Shi and Liu Minzhi, who were shocked, Pei Zongzhi thought about it seriously and replied: "It was snowing heavily, the road was inconvenient, and when the letter from the post station was delivered, there was a stampede because there were too many people to get the letter. ”

"I think of the compassion of the common people, in order to protect the people, the letter was accidentally blown away by the wind!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the wind rose, and the wind mixed with black ash swept towards him.

After the wind passed, Liu Minzhi spit out a mouthful of black ash, and looked at the few sweet potatoes and the traces left by the fire in front of him with a complicated face: It's okay now, it's really blown away, and there is not even ash left.