Hearing that it was a gift from Lord Song, Yugo understood that it was the idea of the person behind Song Lian, and said without hesitation: "Forgive me for not accepting it." ”

Fang Qiming seemed to expect her to refuse, and had already thought of a strategy, and at this time he said eloquently: "It is not a matter for these medicinal materials to be placed in the yamen, no one is in charge, there is a lot of rain in the Mengjiang River in autumn, if there is water vapor, wouldn't it be a pity in vain, it is better to take it first, Miss Yu, I see that you are empty here, which is like a trading shop, as for the money for medicinal materials, it is considered that you owe Lord Song." ”

In the sense of reason, Tamago's hesitation was slightly.

Chu Qi hurriedly came over to persuade her: "Mr. Fang is right, the drum book says that the sword is given to heroes, if these medicinal materials are not in your hands, Miss, they are like a pile of rotten grass, and it is not easy to use fire." ”

Yu Yu was really reluctant to use these medicinal materials, and thought about it: "Take pen and ink." ”

Chu Qi didn't know what she wanted to do, so he brought her pen, ink, paper, and inkstone.

Yugo took a pen and wrote a note of arrears and handed it to Fang Qiming.

Fang Qiming happily accepted it, and then left.

With medicinal materials, Yugo, that is, the hero, has a place to use, of course, he is happy in his heart, and day by day, the business is alive again.

In September, the Mengjiang River suddenly fell cold wave, and it snowed in the evening, saying that the snow was like ice droplets, and the white flowers of the graupel brushed and pulled on the ground, and after a while, it was covered with a thin layer.

The old lady of the guy on duty at night was sick, and the guy asked her for leave and went home, so Yugo could only stay in the store with the seventh day of the first month tonight.

The two of them guarded the charcoal brazier, eating a simple dinner, but two sweet potatoes and a few potatoes, as well as some steamed buns and pickles. ”

Yugo peeled the skin of the sweet potato, just turned it out, hot, so he took it from one hand to another, and kept blowing and blowing, and said while moving: "It's a banquet without wine, and after passing through your mouth, it becomes like this, it's all this time, or this kind of weather, maybe the meat sellers are closed." ”

Chu Qi grinned: "You don't understand this young lady, Mengjiang people are used to the cold, don't say it's only September, even if it's the winter moon, there are still food sellers on the street, I don't believe you wait." ”

After speaking, without waiting for Yugo to agree, the girl seduced the meat and ran out.

Yugo continued to bury her head in eating her sweet potatoes, thinking that she could leave the capital and have a peaceful life in Mengjiang, even if she ate sweet potatoes every day, she would be happy.

After eating a sweet potato, but did not see the seventh day of the first year to come back, she paced to the door to see, as soon as she pushed open the door of the store, a cold air wrapped in snow hail rushed in, the sky said that it was dark, the street has been unable to see pedestrians, the opposite side of the house lights flashed, recalling the old days, the capital also often suddenly fell cold waves, every time such weather, the mother would always ask someone to set up a small red clay stove, the stove was hot with wine, and then the father came back from duty, the father drank hot wine to warm up, and she snuggled up to her mother and ate roasted sweet potatoes.

The past is like yesterday, thinking about it is like a pain of ripping flesh, she hurriedly retracted her thoughts, tried to see out, waited for a while, and did not see the seventh day of the first month come back, she was a little worried, since she learned that Li Wu was in Mengjiang, she did not feel at ease, so she turned around and locked the door of the store, and went to the street to find the seventh day of the first month.

In the end, I finally found the seventh day of the first month, and the girl ran two streets in a row in order to be able to eat meat, and the meat was bought, and she was so cold that she warmed her hands.

Yugo complained to her a few words, took the paper bag in her hand, and the two of them sped up, and before they could reach the store, they saw that their store was red from a distance.

"Oops, it's on fire!"

Chu Qi shouted, Yu Yu was stunned, then threw away the meat in his hand, pulled his legs and ran to the shop, and when he arrived, a person suddenly fell from the sky, slapping his clothes and slapping the window that burned first, how powerful that person was, and it was snowing in the sky, and this fire had just been ignited, so the burning window was extinguished in the blink of an eye.

Yu Dai recited a sentence of Amitabha Buddha in his heart, and was about to step forward to thank him, but the man bypassed the shop and ran away, such a tall back, even after a hundred years, Yu Dai knew who he was, his heart was hot, and tears blurred his eyes.

"Someone set it on fire." The first seven paths.

"Maybe it's because we're not very good." Yugo said this because there was a charcoal brazier in the store, and on the edge of the charcoal brazier, she had turned out a few cooked sweet potatoes and yams, and the spark could start a prairie fire, and this fire was almost caused in this way.

Took the key and opened the door, the house was full of smoke, choked and coughed, took a closer look, the charcoal brazier on the ground was good, the sweet potato and potato were good, and even the oil lamp was good.

Chu Qi had already cried, hugged Yugo and said timidly: "Miss, I'm afraid." ”

Yugo hugged her tightly, looked at the blackened window, and said fiercely: "Don't be afraid, sooner or later, I will let him pay for his blood debts." ”

Chu Qi raised his head and asked, "Who?" ”

Tamago didn't answer, but those eyes shot a compelling light.

The window was burned, and the cold wind poured into it, and Chu Qise shrank and said, "Miss, let's go home and sleep." ”

Yugo was a little hesitant, the business had just seen an improvement, thanks to these medicinal materials given by Song Lian, she was saving a pen, and she had saved enough money to return it to others, so she was really reluctant, and said: "Let's go, so many medicinal materials, I'm afraid of stealing." ”

After speaking, he smiled bitterly: "Medicinal herbs are not as important as life, go, go home." ”

First, I found a quilt to plug the hole in the window to prevent snow from pouring in, then extinguished the charcoal fire, went out of the shop, locked the door again, and sighed: "Let's go." ”

When she returned home, where could she sleep peacefully, she said in her heart that she would lose it, or she was worried about the medicinal materials in the shop, the fourth watch, Meng Mengliang, and the seventh day of the first month was still asleep, she got up quietly, dressed neatly, and hurried to the shop.

In the early hours of the morning, except for her, there was not even a vendor selling breakfast on the street, empty as if she was the only one left in the world, and the loneliness in her heart hooked up a lot of ups and downs, and she was depressed for a moment, overflowing two lines of tears.

It's not winter, the snow that fell last night has melted, and the ground is wet, and when you take a deep breath, it's the freshness of the pines and cypresses and the earth.

In this way, the mood instantly improved again, the feet were brisk, and I saw that I was about to reach the shop, but I saw that in the morning mist, a tall back gradually moved away.

She ran after her, but the figure soon disappeared into the dense dwelling.

She had no choice but to go back to the shop, and just wanted to take out the key to open the door, but saw that on the ground at the door, the footsteps were so dense that they were stacked on top of each other.

She suddenly remembered the figure that had just disappeared, could it be him, who had been here all night last night?

The fortress that had been painstakingly built collapsed, and he crouched down and stroked the footprints with his hand, muttering, "Do you know how much I miss you?" ”