Early in the morning, the carriage clattered through the blue brick streets covered with a thin white mist.

In the carriage, Su Yunjiao was held in Aunt Wen's arms, and the curtain of the car window was blown open by the cold breeze, which made Su Yunjiao, who was pretending to be sick, shiver, and Aunt Wen hurriedly hugged her tightly when she saw this.

The carriage carried five people out of the capital slowly, the carriage began to jolt, Su Yunjiao got up early in the morning and only quietly ate a few pieces of snacks and was carried to the carriage by Forsythia, at this time the stomach was empty and hungry, but there was only one carriage, everyone was crowded in it, and they couldn't wake up.

Forsythia knew the situation of her own lady, so she lifted the curtain of the car, showed a smile to the driver who was driving the car, and said crisply: "Second Brother Zhang, you see that everyone has not eaten early in the morning, and they are cold and hungry, so it is better to find a stall early, and everyone can eat something to warm up." ”

Zhang Er, who was driving the car, had already been instructed by Mama Jiang, knowing that this car of women and children was going to run to death, so there was no need to worry about anything, it was better to let them have a full meal, and it was better to be a full ghost on the road.

"Okay, there's a bun shop in front of Wulipo, let's have dinner there and then leave." Zhang Er responded cheerfully.

"Okay!" Forsythia happily answered, and then shrank into the carriage.

The curtain of the car was lowered, and Zhang Er, who was driving the car, reluctantly withdrew his gaze from Forsythia's white face, thinking that he would send people on the road anyway, if he could let himself enjoy it before he died, it would not be in vain for this girl to die in vain.

Thinking of this, a lewd smile appeared on Zhang Er's greasy face.

After a while, I arrived at Wulipo, and a small shed was supported in front of me, and white smoke wafted out.

"Phew!"

Zhang Er grabbed the horse, jumped off the wheel, ignored the carload of people behind him, just walked to the early stall by himself, lifted the steaming steamer and looked at it, but he couldn't see anything clearly, and it was so hot that he retracted his hand, and he couldn't help cursing in a low voice.

"Yo, guest officer, be careful, this steamer is very hot, how many of you are? What to eat? The morning stall uncle greeted Zhang Er warmly, and stretched out his hand to re-cover the lid of the lifted steamer.

"Auntie, be careful." Forsythia helped Aunt Wen get out of the carriage, and then Cai'er also rushed down, only Qing'er leaned out half of her body and asked, "Miss, don't you need someone to take care of you here?" ”

When Forsythia heard her ask, she couldn't help nodding secretly, she was a good person, so she turned her head and said, "That's it, you and Cai'er will guard in the carriage first, and then change you when my aunt and I come back from dinner." ”

Cai'er pursed her lips when she heard this, and she was a little reluctant in her heart, so she glared at Qing'er complainingly, she wanted to refute, but she couldn't find a reason, and finally had to get into the carriage again.

"Shopkeeper, here is a drawer of steamed buns, a basket of steamed buns, a plate of side dishes and two bowls of rice porridge." Forsythia helped Aunt Wen, who was wearing a curtain fence, to come over, and then shouted crisply.

The people sitting in the shed couldn't help but look at this place.

First, Aunt Wen has an extraordinary posture and extraordinary posture, just standing there attracted a large number of eyes, and secondly, Forsythia protects her posture at a glance as a maid, so it arouses everyone's curiosity, and they all guess which official family this is.

The lady of the stall walked to the uncle's side in three steps and two steps, and while beckoning Aunt Wen and them to sit down, she quietly twisted the meat on the uncle's waist and spun around.

"Shhh The early stall uncle couldn't help but gasp.

This voice attracted Zhang Er's gaze on Aunt Wen, and he couldn't help but lose his appetite when he looked at the uncle's old and swarthy face, so he said impatiently: "Didn't you hear? Hurry up and bring things up. ”

The stall uncle smiled good-naturedly and nodded vigorously.

Aunt Wen and Forsythia sat at a table, and Zhang Er shamelessly came up and sat opposite Aunt Wen, the master and servant couldn't help but skip a beat, Forsythia almost rolled up his sleeves and cursed, but in the end, he was afraid that this was outside, and it would not damage his aunt's reputation, so he gritted his teeth and endured it.

Forsythia warned in a low voice: "Zhang Er, stand up, you can use it again when your aunt runs out, don't let people see the joke!" ”

Zhang Er said disdainfully: "Forsythia girl, this is outside, who knows that this is Cheng Engong's aunt, I think the three of us can save some money by sitting at a table." ”

Aunt Wen saw that Zhang Er's expression was not kind and she looked fearless, so she quietly pulled the corner of Forsythia's clothes and signaled her not to care.

"Come early!" The stall master brought up the steaming steamed buns, and after a while, he brought two bowls of porridge.

He said, "Everyone, please use it slowly. ”

"Wait!" Aunt Wen shouted out to stop him, and without waiting for him to ask, she said softly: "I'm sorry for you to pick up two steamed buns and two steamed buns for me to wrap." ”

The early stall uncle smiled and nodded, and after a while, he brought oil paper and wrapped the steamed buns neatly.

Aunt Wen thanked him, took the oiled paper bag, and walked towards the carriage.

Zhang Er couldn't help but look a little ugly when he saw her leave, Forsythia snorted, stretched out his chopsticks and poked the bun, then picked it up and put it on his mouth and took a big bite, chewing his teeth through gritted teeth.

Zhang Er couldn't help but shrink for a moment, and then lowered his head to drink porridge, a pair of mung bean eyes flashing with a cruel and obscene light.

Aunt Wen stood outside the carriage and said inside: "Cai'er Qing'er, you two come down early, I'll come and see Miss." ”

Cai'er lifted the curtain, laughed, and then pulled Qing'er and jumped out of the carriage, wanting to bypass Aunt Wen to go to the breakfast stall.

Qing'er broke free of Cai'er's hand and helped Aunt Wen to the back of the carriage before leaving with Cai'er, who was pouting.

Aunt Wen entered the carriage and gently woke up Su Yunjiao, who had fallen asleep.

Su Yunjiao rolled over and muttered and refused to get up.

Aunt Wen opened the oiled paper bag with a smile, and a tempting fragrance instantly spread in the carriage.

Su Yunjiao smelled the fragrance, and even her stomach sang about the empty city plan, and she cooed, and she woke up at once.

Aunt Wen handed her the oiled paper bag and said softly, "Eat it." ”

"Mother, have you eaten it?" Su Yunjiao asked, holding Bai Shengsheng's hot steamed buns.

"I know you're hungry, so why don't I buy it and eat it with you?" Aunt Wen quipped.

Su Yunjiao wanted to take a cute and soft bun and hand it to her, but she didn't expect the bun to be quite hot, and her hands were red when she accidentally did so.

Aunt Wen hurriedly took her hand and put it to her mouth and blew, and complained in her mouth: "No one is robbing you, and you are not slow, your hands are red." ”

Su Yunjiao smiled and didn't speak, only enjoying her mother's love.