Mei Qingyao couldn't help but lean her head out and look out of the car.

Mei Yuan rode his horse in front, maintaining a distance not far from the carriage.

Qiao Huaping saw her eldest son, lying on the car window looking at his father's back, which was called a star eye.

Qiao Huaping couldn't help but laugh.

These days, probably because of the power of example, the half-grown teenager gets up every morning to practice martial arts, which is called a positive.

Mei Yuan is very strict, and when he makes moves, he doesn't deliberately release water because Mei Qingyao is young, Mei Qingyao will inevitably leave some bruises on his body, and when he touches it, it hurts so much that the half-grown teenager bares his teeth.

Rao is like this, Mei Qingyao is still the most active one.

Qiao Huaping was distressed, but he never said anything like letting Mei Qingyao give up.

"When you get back to the capital, you have to ask your father to invite you another Mr. Wu." Qiao painted a screen with a smile.

Mei Qingyao's heart moved.

What my mother meant by this is that after going to the capital, will their family still live together?

Mei Qingyao's mood suddenly improved.

The journey was boring, but fortunately, there were a lot of gadgets to relieve boredom in Qiao's painting screen space, so she took out a deck of playing cards and took turns playing landlord with a few children.

Just fighting, the third Mei Qinghuang was covered with notes all over her head.

When Mei Yuan saw it for the first time, he was bluffed.

Mei Qinghuang was about to cry: "If you can't beat your mother and Brother Yu, why can't even Brother Yao win?" …… If you can't win Brother Yao, forget it, why can't even Aye win? ”

Little Ano is four years old!

Mei Qinghuang looked at her innocent brother and almost cried.

Mei Qingying comforted: "Third brother, Ah Ye is already smart. Why don't I fight with you? ”

Mei Qinghuang wiped her face, her face was full of notes, and she was not very comfortable: "...... Forget it, if Yingying loses, I'm reluctant to let you post this. ”

With a note on his face, he poked his head out and shouted to Mei Yuan: "Dad! Here you go! ”

The half-grown boy's tone couldn't help but carry a little coquettishness.

Mei Yuan: "......"

He looked at Qiao Huaping, and Qiao Huaping looked indifferent.

The old father turned over and dismounted, and got into the carriage.

It was only half an hour later, and Mei Yuan, who understood the rules, began to kill in all directions.

Poor Mei Qinghuang is still the one who loses the most.

Soon, a handsome little face couldn't find a place to stick.

Mei Qingyu looked at the family members who were laughing and laughing in the carriage, and patted Mei Qinghuang's shoulder approvingly, feeling that her younger brother had the noble sentiment of sacrificing her ego for this family.

Mei Qinghuang: "......?" ”

Although he didn't understand it very well, he always felt that Brother Yu's eyes were full of pity when he looked at him?

……

In the evening, when I arrived at the post station, it was probably after most of the fierce poker battles for most of the day, and several children were a little tired, and they all looked sleepy.

It's just that the post station where you are resting at this time is a hub, and there are many officials and dependents who rest their feet around.

When Qiao Huaping's family went, it was not early, and there were not many rooms left in the post station, and there were still six rooms left.

Qiao Huaping calculated: "I took Yingying to live with Aye, and Yaoyao took my two younger brothers to live in one." There are four rooms left, and the general will arrange them himself? ”

Mei Yuan nodded, paid the money, and gave the remaining six rooms to the circle.

It's just that after paying the money, the room card has not yet arrived, and another person who looks like a steward hurriedly came over to book a room, and he wanted to book five rooms in one go.

The postman in charge of the reception replied: "You are unlucky, we are already full, and the last six rooms have already been taken away by this distinguished guest. ”

The postman pointed at Mei Yuan.

The person in charge quickly looked at Qiao Huaping and his party.

Qiao Huaping is a pragmatist, the family is out of the house, Rao is guarded by a sergeant, and for convenience, she wears relatively simple and neat clothes with several children.

Not to mention Mei Yuan, except for the wine bag on his waist, the long sword, and no side decorations.

The steward probably saw that their family was very simple, so he felt a little contemptuous in his heart, and arched his fist casually: "Here is the steward of the Hou Mansion of Qin An, and I have given a few courtesy-I just heard that a few of them have just set up six rooms, and it is really our Hou Mansion that the women are delicate and frail, can you ask a few to let a few rooms?" We will be grateful to the Hou Mansion of Qin'an. ”

Mei Yuan had a bad temper with outsiders, he didn't lift his eyelids, he only refused impatiently: "You find someone else to find a way." ”

The steward was a little stunned, as if he didn't expect the other party to dare to refuse so hard when he heard that they were the family members of the Marquis of Qin'an's Mansion.

He saw that Mei Yuan was even leaving, so he hurriedly stopped: "Hey, don't go-"

Mei Yuan was not a good-tempered person, and the steward dared to stop him, so he directly pushed the steward aside with the hilt of his sword.

The steward was stunned at this time: "I'm from the Hou Mansion of Qin'an......"

Mei Yuan couldn't bear to sneer: "Even if you are the prince of the Marquis of Qin An's Mansion here, I will be beaten correctly." It's your turn to be majestic in front of me? ”

The steward gasped.

Mei Yuan's words were extremely arrogant, and he was not sure for a moment what the person in front of him was, who was dressed "shabby" but full of wild words.

Mei Yuan ignored the steward and beckoned a few children to go upstairs to rest.

Mei Qingyu was more delicate, and after he went upstairs, he asked Mei Yuan: "...... Dad, do you know someone from the Hou Mansion of Qin An? ”

Mei Yuan didn't want to say more: "It's an acquaintance." He reached out and rubbed his son's head, "Don't worry. ”

Mei Qingyu's mind was seen through, but he didn't twist it too much, and said, "...... The man said that the lady of the Hou Mansion was weak. ”

Mei Yuan smiled and said: "Don't worry, the post guards of these post stations are very good, saying that there is no room, but there will always be one or two emergency rooms, and it is easy not to take them out." ”

Later, Mei Qingyu observed that the person who claimed to be the Marquis of Qin'an's Mansion really led people to live in this post station.

Mei Qingyu relieved her heart a little.

However, in the middle of the night, many people in front of Mei Qingyu stepped on the board of the room and ran back and forth, Mei Qingyu really couldn't sleep, so she sat up.

Mei Qingyao is the most skilled in martial arts among the brothers, his ears and eyes are very clear, he naturally heard those movements clearly, and he sat up a little annoyed.

Among the three brothers, Mei Qinghuang slept the most soundly.

Mei Qingyao and Mei Qingyu glanced at each other, and the two went outside the door together to see what was going on.

When the postman saw that he had made a noise with these two little guests, he apologized again and again. Mei Qingyao and Mei Qingyu brothers realized that it was the house of the lady of Qin Anhou's mansion who made a fuss about rats, and their movements were to get rid of rats.

Mei Qingyao and Mei Qingyu, the two children from the countryside, were quite speechless, glanced at each other, went back and closed the doors and windows, and barely rested.