When leaving Qingze Village, Zhong Ling saw several young people in the clan that day, obviously knowing that her 'sister' was in a bad mood after she died, and they didn't say much, only comforted her not to be too sad and take care of her body.

Zhong Ling swept over their faces one by one, and found that all of them were a little closer to Zhong Shuyu, and the two or three people who showed the anomaly that day did not appear here.

Zhong Ling didn't say much, and quickly said goodbye to them.

After the group left.

The people in the village looked at the carriage in the distance, and someone shook his head and whispered: "I felt that something had happened, and the second son became calm all of a sudden, and he no longer had the same impetuous energy as before." ”

"After all, it's a ghost door that has been closed for a while, and it's too hurtful."

"It's that idiot who has to die, if it's the second son who dies......"

……

In the carriage of the carriage.

Zhong Ling leaned there, looking thoughtfully at the flat and spacious official road outside, and her mind flashed through the things she saw when she went out today, which should not have appeared in ancient times so soon.

What is going on with the current dynasty.

She plans to go back this time, and she must find out as soon as possible.

After all, the original body was a fool, and everything he heard and saw was limited to the big family of the Zhong family.

There is really little knowledge about the outside world.

So her knowledge is limited, and Zhong Ling doesn't like this feeling of limitation.

On the other side, Zhong Shulan looked at her younger brother with low eyebrows and a flat expression, and once again felt that her younger brother had really changed a lot, except for the few things that made her dumbfounded in the morning.

The younger brother seems to have become less talkative, sparse and faint, and doesn't seem to be as close as before.

Thinking of this, Zhong Shulan pursed her lips.

But overall, it seems that the change is good.

Let her and her mother have a backbone to rely on.

In her thoughts, Zhong Shulan thought of Ling'er's death again, and she couldn't help but sigh again.

In fact, she didn't have much affection for that stupid sister, and even hated that sister, because she once felt that they were so disliked by their father because her sister was a fool.

Only later......

Thinking of those past events, Zhong Shulan also fell into sentimentality.

In the silence, there was only the sound of wheels running over the road.

Two quarters of an hour later.

The group returned to Anfu Town smoothly.

However, Zhong Ling was not in a hurry to return to Zhongfu, and took Zhang Yinghua and Zhong Shulan to the largest drunken Xianglou in the town on the grounds that he was hungry without eating at noon.

Therefore, it is not noon, not late, and there are very few people in the restaurant.

Zhong Ling easily got to a cubicle.

When the shopkeeper reported the name of the dish, Zhong Ling's eyes suddenly flashed slightly, and he looked at the shopkeeper and said, "Hot pot? ”

In this era, there is also such a way to eat hot pot?

"Yes, hasn't the little boy eaten it yet? It's a winter goodie! ”

"Put a pot of soup stock, blanch mutton, pork slices, fish slices, and all kinds of meatballs and vegetables in the pot, and then dip them in delicious sauces, the taste is a must, and it warms up after eating, it is definitely a good thing that cannot be missed in winter."

"And we have several pots with different ingredients here, meat, vegetarian, fresh, Chinese herbal medicine, there must be one suitable for the little boy."

Hearing this, Zhong Ling didn't ask anything,

She didn't hesitate to order one.

Of course, I ordered the milk soup pot.

Because now this body is definitely not suitable for too much oil and meat, and the side dishes ordered are also fish fillets, winter bamboo shoots, cabbage and tofu, which are relatively vegetarian.

Soon the stove and pot were delivered.