After Fan Ru left, Du Bazhi also got on the horse alone.

The horses were also wrapped in padded jackets so that they could walk around in the winter wind.

Du Bazhi has always opened his chest, revealing his dark and strong muscles.

What made it uncomfortable, of course, was that the horses could not gallop on the slippery snow.

Du Bazhi is naturally a happy person who needs catharsis, but now he is a little shrunken, and he can't help but scold.

"Ge Laozi. ”

Scratching the itch on his thigh, he picked up the horse leash and walked towards the outside of the main hall.

Although it is easy to get dark in winter, it is still noon, and Du Bazhi, who is not in a hurry to return home, simply pats his horse and walks towards Song Xianting's hut.

In the past, Song Xianting always wanted to go to the forbidden place of the Long Court of Du Mansion in person to discuss important matters, but now it has gradually been left by Du Bazhi.

From this, it can be seen that Du Bazhi has respect for Song Xianting.

The wind was as cold as a knife, but it didn't hurt Du Bazhi. Only 100 pieces of snow that had been resting on the eaves were scraped and fell.

Some people, like these snow floc, fall into the dust and never leave again, only to wait for the beginning of spring next year, melted by the merciless sun.

Du Bazhi never wanted to be such a person, so even if he had to be stubborn, he had to do what Song Xianting ordered.

Now that the matter of joining forces with Jiamadao is as Song Xianting said, the fourth room is fully responsible, what should I do?

Du Bazhi came this time just to ask.

"Tuk tuk tuk", Du Bazhi knocked on the old wooden ring embedded in the door, and began to wait.

It took a long time to wait, and then I could hear the "click" of the iron link inside the door being removed. The door would not be pushed open by the owner of the house, and Du Bazhi would have to wait at the door at the same time as Fang Cai before he could push the door open.

At this moment, the only old man in the room had returned to his rocking chair and staggered to make a fire.

Song Xianting's body was really weak, obviously wearing a fox skin jacket and a goose down blanket, he still had to get as close to the fire as possible so as not to tremble.

In the past, Du Bazhi could still send someone to take care of him and observe at the same time, but later he was driven away by the furious Song Xianting, as for what made the old man lively after all, even the appointed kid didn't understand.

Du Bazhi pushed the door and closed the door very quickly, because he was afraid that any winter wind blowing in would cause Song Xianting to feel unwell.

Song Xianting had to take a few breaths to recover from the shivering.

Du Bazhi was informal, and his heart would not have been so fine, but he still looked at Song Xianting's reaction carefully, and then sighed and said.

"Song Lao, don't be stubborn, Lao Tzu will send a virtuous girl to take care of you and make you satisfied. ”

Song Xianting didn't take over the topic, but patted a bench virtually and said.

"Sit. ”

So Du Bazhi walked a few steps and sat down in front of the fire.

The fire burned too strongly, but it made Du Bazhi sweat for a while, and Du Bazhi didn't even wipe it as if he didn't pay attention at all.

Song Xianting said as if it were homely.

"Is there any whereabouts of Lu Muqing in the second room?"

Du Ba pointed to it.

"That old boy literally disappeared from everyone's noses. ”

Song Xianting just lay on the rocking chair, closed his eyes tightly, and did not have the slightest look of regret on his face, but said on his lips.

"It's a pity I couldn't say it again before he left. ”