Chapter 297: Return

Zhang Jinwen followed Zhou Ziyu and hurried back to the capital at the speed of a rapid march.

In retrospect, she thought it was very funny, how could a bride-to-be follow the bride-to-be and hurry up to get married?

How much this hates to marry!

For Zhou Ziyu, there is really no time to delay.

In retrospect, he also thought it was very funny, this was planning to get married as a war, and discussing family affairs was like talking about military strategy.

More than ten miles from Los Angeles, you can see civilians walking in groups on the official road.

Zhang Jinwen was full of emotion: "I hope that there will be no war in Los Angeles from now on, and people can live and work in peace and contentment." ”

When she was looking for herbs in the mountains near Los Angeles, she found that the landscapes, plants and trees in Los Angeles were more lush than those in Chang'an, the land was more fertile, and there were more varieties of grains.

If more people settle in Los Angeles and restore its former prosperity, it is just around the corner.

Zhou Ziyu said: "It depends on the ability of the prefect." The prefect sent by the capital to Los Angeles should be almost there, just a matter of the past few days. ”

Zhang Jinwen didn't understand political affairs, and thought that the king of Qin led his troops to capture Luocheng and took over the jurisdiction: "Then is the king of Qin going back to the capital?" ”

Zhou Ziyu shook his head and didn't want to say more: "It depends on whether there is a war report." Let's hurry up and give Aunt Zhang a surprise. ”

Thinking of Aunt Zhang, Zhang Jinwen was full of joy.

The closer you get to Tongguan, the more caravans will pass through Tongguan to Los Angeles.

Zhou Ziyu understood that this was the news that the capital had released the safety of Los Angeles.

Seeing the Tongguan city defense from a distance, Zhou Ziyu's horse speed slowed down, and motioned for everyone to stop: "Jin'er, rest for a while, I'll take you to the Yellow River to have a look." ”

The climate in July is still relatively hot during the day, and the face is covered with dust all the way, and the veil only blocks the cool breeze.

Zhang Jinwen had long wanted to find a place with water to rest: "Okay, I just want to wash my face and boil some water to drink." ”

Zhou Ziyu glanced at Zhang Jinwen and smiled: "You are much cleaner than water." ”

Zhang Jinwen was stunned for a moment, and then pursed her lips: "I don't go to the Yellow River to wash, I can't wash it when I jump in, right?" ”

Zhou Ziyu laughed: "The city defense can't take you in, let's find a place to sit down nearby, the inn should still be there, if you are tired, let's rest here for one night, and then continue tomorrow." ”

Inn?

Zhang Jin's heart moved.

If she remembered correctly, the innkeeper had a son who couldn't speak, both seven or eight years old, and he didn't talk to anyone, but he smiled at her once.

Since discovering that many things are different from the trajectory of her previous life, Zhang Jinwen will make a comparison with the people and things that are still fresh in her memory.

The advantage of making a comparison is that you can calmly let go of the past.

Zhang Jinwen jumped off the horse, handed the reins to Qingmei, moved her limbs, and walked slowly beside Zhou Ziyu: "I always can't understand how to open an inn in this wilderness, why aren't they afraid?" ”

The couple looked very powerful, she remembered that the shopkeeper was five big and three big and had a big voice, and the female shopkeeper was also spicy and capable, and she was also strict with those scoundrels who wanted to take advantage.

But once there is a war and chaos, all kinds of white food, as well as bright robbers, it is good not to smash the store.

It is far away from the county seat of Beijing, and it is too late to report to the official

Zhou Ziyu said: "It was opened by the brother of an adjutant general in our military camp, and there are brothers to take care of it, and it is difficult for others to make trouble." ”

Civilians are like this, they are at peace with what happens, as long as there is no war, no matter how difficult the place, there will be people who will try to survive.

As they spoke, the group walked to the door of the inn.

A little boy of three or four years old squatted in the yard in a daze, and did not move when he saw someone coming, unlike ordinary children who were either afraid or curious, but only stared at one place in a daze.

Zhou Ziyu saw Zhang Jinwen staring at the little boy with good eyes, and shouted at the little boy with a smile: "Huan Lang." ”

Zhang Jinwen was taken aback and muttered, "Huan Lang? ”

Looking closely, the little boy was still what she remembered, but he was a little younger and looked like Huan Lang at all.

It's just that this name and age, as well as this face, make her inexplicably kind.

Zhou Ziyu explained: "I have followed Vice President Lin twice, Huan Lang has ignored people since he was a child, and he is not afraid of life. ”

"Lin Zhiyuan?" Her instincts told her that it must be right.

Zhou Ziyu was surprised: "Do you know Vice General Lin?" ”

Zhang Jinwen shook her head: "I don't know, I heard your subordinates mention it." ”

The shopkeeper heard the movement and greeted him warmly, and while letting Zhou Ziyu and them in, he shouted loudly to make tea.

Zhang Jinwen did not follow into the house, but walked in front of the little boy and carefully looked at the child also named "Huan Lang".

The shopkeeper knew Zhou Ziyu and knew that Zhou Ziyu's official was bigger than his brother Lin Zhiyuan, and he didn't dare to offend the nobles. Seeing this, he shouted loudly for the child to stand up.

Zhou Ziyu raised his hand to stop: "That's the chapter doctor of the Qianjin Hall." ”

I heard that this child has always been unrecognizable, and even his own father and mother don't know how to shout, although his arms and legs are fine, but it's still wrong to ignore people, right, whose child is not alive and kicking when he is so old?

The shopkeeper hurriedly called his mother-in-law to come out: "Good life greets Doctor Zhang, don't snub the nobleman!" ”

Zhang Jinwen squatted quietly and looked at Lin Huanlang for a long time.

The female shopkeeper stood next to her and whispered: "Doctor lady, my baby can't say anything about eating, drinking, and Lazar, and I usually have to watch it for him, otherwise I will get it." ”

Lin Huanlang turned a blind eye to everything around him, but he did not refuse Zhang Jinwen's outstretched hand.

Symptoms like Lin Huanlang's are called autism in modern times, and they are almost unsolvable, and there is no exact explanation of what the cause is.

Zhang Jinwen pinched Lin Huanlang's arms and legs, pinched her waist again, and asked, "Shopkeeper, were you angry when you were pregnant with Huanlang?" ”

The female shopkeeper's face was red: "How can there be anyone who is not angry?" Let's live, don't talk about getting angry with a child, and there are fights during the confinement. ”

Zhang Jinwen: "......"

The female shopkeeper: "Doctor lady, don't laugh at me!" We're just rough people, if we can't beat it, we can scold a few words, and if we can't scold, we'll get angry. ”

Zhang Jinwen was speechless for a long time, asked a few more questions, and then said: "If you want to treat Huan Lang in the future, come to me in the Qianjin Hall in the capital." ”

In a society with underdeveloped medical care, it is fortunate that you can have sound limbs and no physical problems, but if you have psychological problems, whether you are autistic or depressed, no one can care about asking more, and you don't have the time to spare money.

Besides, even if it's a miracle doctor, you can't easily say that someone is sick, right?