Ping Shilan pinched the soft fabric in the baggage, her eyes flashed with joy, and she happily saluted the purple jade.

"Thank you, sister!"

"Hehe, little girl, my sister prefers you to call her brother."

"Thank you, brother!"

Ziyu heard the clever shout of the little girl, and she liked it more and more, and said proudly.

"Well, in the future, my brother will cover you and let you walk sideways in Daxia Bay, and even your eldest brother will have to give you three points."

"Brother, really?" Pincheran is rare and authentic.

She didn't know what the identity of the sister in front of her was, but one thing was certain, that is, it was not simple.

"Hahaha, it's hard to chase after a horse, and my brother is very gentlemanly!"

After a few words, Ziyu liked this clever little girl more and more.

With time and more training, it can really be a certain thing.

No matter how bad it is, you can also be a big daughter-in-law for Xiao Luo.

Quack, Ziyu who thought of this couldn't be happy.

Even Xiao Luo's marriage has been arranged in advance, see how intimate she is.

Li Bai pinched Ziyu's hand before pulling this person back from his imagination and said.

"Pi Er, go and help Uncle Ping move his belongings over, and leave the half bag of grain for the others."

"Yes, Childe!

The small ones will take people to ensure that they are properly arranged, and you can see it! ”

Pi Er had already heard the clue from the conversation, the son in front of him was not only dressed as a lady, but also his status in Daxiawan was definitely not low.

With such a good master, of course he has to follow closely, which is related to the problem of eating and drinking in the future.

…

"Thank you for the help of the two sons, Ping has nothing to repay in this life, and I will let my son Ping Deyi serve before and after the saddle."

Ping Yuansi, who was grateful, didn't know what to say about gratitude, and he had no great ability in his life because he was disabled and short-minded.

Only by letting the children work more for the son and his wife, it is her blessing that the little girl can be liked by the lady.

"Uncle Ping doesn't need to be so polite, it's also a fate to meet you.

Go to rest early, hurry tomorrow, and say what you need directly. ”

Ziyu handed out a porcelain vase and continued.

"Uncle Ping, this is Jinchuang Medicine, I hope it will have a certain effect on your wound recovery.

After arriving at Daxia Bay, you will find a doctor for diagnosis and treatment, and you can also customize a wheelchair to facilitate your travel. ”

Ping Yuansi held the porcelain vase and was grateful.

"Thank you, thank you, little boy!"

The Ping family, who understood what this meant, sighed again.

Ping Liu knew that he couldn't help his benefactor, and he said with tears in his blessing body.

"Childe, the little woman has no other skills than to cook a few side dishes.

The little girl's needlework is also good, and she can ask for anything she needs. ”

Ziyu saw that it would be dawn if she was polite again, and no one needed to rest, so she should directly respond to Liu's words.

Only then did the Ping family feel at ease and take the belongings sent by Pi Er and rest next to the grain cart.

…

With the Ping family to rely on, they fell asleep at the speed of falling asleep in seconds, but there was the person who heard the conversation, but his mind was alive.

It turns out that the two sons are a husband and wife, and they still have a good status in Daxia Bay.

A large group of people sleeping in the wilderness set off on time as soon as the sky dawned, and the people in Zhangjia Village were obviously much more active.

The four middle-aged men took the initiative to help Pi Er with the cart and talked to them enthusiastically, and they were already brothers before they had gone far.

Ziyu, who was sitting in front of the carriage with Libai, smiled when she saw this obvious change.

"There are no smart people in the world!"

"The common feeling of seeking advantages and avoiding harm, as long as it does not drag us back, it is acceptable."

Take a look at the mountains that are getting closer and closer to Shiro, and say.

"Pi Er, pass the order down and let all villages be on guard.

We're going to the border soon, and it's best not to run into the Northland Patrol, so keep quiet. ”

"Well, get it right away!"

Pi Er, who was instructed, jumped high and passed the order back, and being valued by Childe showed that he was more and more promising.

The six people who didn't get the order glanced enviously at Pi Er, who ran away, and made up their minds to work harder.

…

The team that gave the order was silent at once, and even the hooves of the horses were covered with cotton wool contributed by the villagers.

Among them, several Zhangjia villages are the most active and the most united.

The other three village chiefs and Lao Tian's shopkeeper, after finding Lao Zhang's village chief for advice, also started together.

At this moment, no one objected, and they knew how to make trade-offs in the face of life and death.

Ziyu and Libai kept nodding at the style of these villagers, and with such reasonable villagers, the two of them didn't mind helping more.

After about twenty miles of travel, Jin flew back from a distance, and landed on the carriage with a strip of cloth on his paws.

Li Bai took down the strip of cloth and took a closer look, and whispered to Ziyu in a low voice.

"There is a northern patrol ahead, and based on Xiao Jin's flight speed, it is estimated that it is thirty miles away."

Ziyu glanced at the border, where they were now under a mountain.

It is not a major transportation artery between the two countries, and there are no checkpoints on the border, let alone a city wall.

Some are just mountain trails!

"What is the patrol speed of the patrolman!"

"Twenty miles for every hour of walking, sixty miles for every hour of horseback riding."

"Let's go!" Ziyu said decisively.

"Xiao Jin, go back and lure this group away."

Ziyu took out two jerky sticks from the small bag around her waist and fed them to Xiao Jin, pointing farther along the feathers on its neck.

After eating the two sticks of jerky, Xiao Jin rubbed and didn't want to move, and his head kept drilling into the small bag on Ziyu's waist.

Ziyu knew that this guy still wanted to eat, so she immediately grabbed a handful of jerky and gave it to him.

The clever little Kim ate only four jerky, and flew away in the talons of the eagle.

"The guy who even eats and takes is getting better and better!"

Ziyu looked at Xiao Jin, who disappeared quickly, and scolded with a smile.

Libai, who had already been ordered to go down, returned, put his hand on Ziyu and asked her to get out of the car.

"The mountain road is difficult, the carriage and some heavy objects can only be abandoned, we are broken!"

Ziyu nodded, looking at the team that had already moved, no matter how reluctant people were in the face of life and death, they knew how to make trade-offs.

The horses pulling the carts had been unloaded, and the grain was hunched on the horses' backs.

She saw Ping Yuansi holding a stick, anxiously pushing his wife and children away, and untied the two horses in her carriage and stepped forward.

"Uncle Ping, get on the horse!"

Libai, who followed behind, took two saddles and stepped forward to load, and said.

"Uncle Ping, get on the horse and leave, don't hold back."

Seeing this, Pi Er stepped forward smartly and pulled the reins of the horse.

"Uncle Ping, I'll lead the horse for you, don't make trouble for your son."

The villagers who packed up their salutes and went up the mountain lightly knew that the two sons wanted to stay behind and buy them time to escape from the northern country.

It's impossible to say one by one that you're not worried.

But he couldn't help much, of course, he was concerned about his own little life, and it was also to avoid causing trouble to the two sons.

The villagers who comforted themselves dragged their families to the mountains one by one, and they didn't need to be greeted by anyone in the face of life and death.