Jun Jiuling - Chapter 568

[Chapter 3 The busy year is short before the trip]

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When they came to the mountain, Yang Jing and Xia Yong were both waiting.

Although Miss Jun decided to bring people back, and the sentinel also reported to everyone that there were outsiders entering the village, she still had to explain the things that should be explained.

“You talk.” Xiao Zhi said, waving to Chef Liu’er, “Bring the things here.”

She took Chef Liu’er Zhao Hanqing into another room.

“History has already told us what happened at that time.” Xia Yong said proactively, “Where is this lady going?”

“They are going to Daming Mansion.” Miss Jun said.

Daming House on Hebei West Road, now the army of the Jin people is mainly concentrated in the north of Hejian Boye on Hebei West Road to confront Chengguo Gong.

The predicament of Kaide House has been lifted, and because the emperor was frightened, the Anli Army and the Guangji Army on the East and West Roads of Beijing have been reinforced and stationed on the front line of Daming House.

Therefore, for the entire Hebei Road, Daming House is the most stable.

A lot of people are going there.

It is not surprising that the destination of this woman and her party was Daming House.

“My guards have followed Uncle Xia and you have practiced very well. I will take them for a walk.” Miss Jun said.

Xia Yong’s expression was complicated, and she understood what she meant naturally. She didn’t bother them about what she should do.

“I’m very familiar with this section of the road, don’t worry, I’ll be home at the latest on the fifteenth of the first lunar month.” She continued with a smile.

Although she has never been there, she has walked through the map several times in her mind, and the map is so detailed that even the villages are marked.

She also happened to verify how accurate the map was.

go home.

Xia Yong couldn’t help but glance at Yang Jing.

“I will buy some cattle for plowing in the spring next year.” Yang Jing said suddenly, “I heard that the prices of everything outside are going up now.”

Xia Yong immediately understood.

“I don’t know if Miss Jun is short of manpower?” He said with plastic surgery,

“Let’s go along, how much money can Miss Jun give?”

Miss Jun smiled, her eyes a little astringent.

Family, they treat her as family.

How could the family be willing to let her take the risk alone.

“As a reward, I charge 50,000 taels of silver, and I’ll give you 20,000 taels.” She smiled and winked with a bit of playfulness.

“Although it is mainly everyone’s contribution, I still have to take the big head. After all, I am out of here.”

She pointed at her head, and her expression became serious again.

“I promise, I will bring everyone back when I take you there.”

Xia Yong and Yang Jing looked at her with a slight change in expression when her voice fell.

And Xiao Zhi who was inside suddenly stretched out his hand to hold his mouth and stopped talking.

The cook, who was listening to her talk about how to cut the cloth, looked at her in confusion, and Zhao Hanqing, who was sitting beside him eating croquettes, also looked over.

“Mother, what’s wrong?” she asked.

Xiao Zhi coughed lightly.

“Suddenly sore throat,” she said, turning to pick up the kettle beside her and pour a glass of water.

Zhao Hanqing didn’t care and followed.

“I’m thirsty too,” she said.

Liu Er pouted.

“Eat so many meatballs, it’s no wonder you’re not thirsty,” she muttered.

“You didn’t eat less.” Zhao Hanqing said rudely.

Xiao Zhi smiled, poured water for Zhao Hanqing, and waved to Liuer.

“Liu’er is here for a drink, too,” she said.

Liu Er came over immediately, watching the two girls drink water, Xiao Zhicai took up the teacup and drank it slowly one by one, the slightly bitter camellia slipped through her tongue.

I could hear the girl talking outside.

“.. Uncle Yang, Uncle Xia, you decide, don’t divide my people or yours. You can choose whoever is suitable and who is competent.”

“Oh, and even if we let them live in, our identity should not be exposed. ”

It’s very simple, it’s just about the New Year’s Eve, let’s start the busy New Year.” Xia Yong said.

Busy year.

Yes, the twelfth lunar month, and another year is about to pass, so fast.

“Okay, before you leave, finish everything at home.” Miss Jun said with a smile.

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The sound of a humming pig suddenly turned into a howl as a knife stabbed in.

The screams of pigs turned out to be so scary.

The surrounding people coaxed back and seemed to be greatly frightened.

Seeing that there were two or three familiar men among the people who were dodging and retreating, Liang Chengdong twitched his brows and feet.

Afraid to kill pigs?

This pig-killing isn’t always that bad, is it?

Those who slaughtered those people that day did not see that you were afraid.

The howling of the pigs gradually subsided, and the basins for receiving blood gradually filled up.

The wooden board was set up, and the peeling knife was rubbed brightly until the pig’s blood was exhausted.

“Look at killing pigs, look at killing pigs.”

The children holding the newly made sesame candy ran around, laughing and laughing.

“Brother Cheng Dong, do you still watch pig killing?”

someone said afterward.

Liang Chengdong looked back and watched his two brothers come over.

“It’s making tofu over there.” One of them said with great excitement. “The pulp is cooked and many people are waiting to drink it.”

“I haven’t seen tofu for many years.” The other sighed a little, “Since I After leaving the village, looking back now, I feel really cordial, just like my village.” The

village…

these people are not real villagers.

Liang Chengdong’s brows and feet were twisted into a ball. The most terrifying thing was that they were all villagers, and they couldn’t pick out a single flaw.

You can pretend to be a villager for a while, but pretending like this can only be done if you really treat yourself as a villager, but the next moment they can kill people without blinking.

It’s eerily scary.

“Where’s Madam?” he asked, “Where is Xiao Chuan?”

“The lady is making rice cakes in the yard.” A man hurriedly pointed and said, “Madam asked Xiao Chuan to help.

” The place where the men who beat tofu are concentrated, and the place where the rice cake is beaten is mostly women, and the chatter and laughter are constantly noisy.

“Take it, ma’am.”

Miss Jun walked over with a sliced rice cake that was just out of the pot and said with a smile.

The woman sat at the door basking in the sun, with her feet on the small stool, warm and leisurely.

“I’ve seen making rice cakes when I was a child.” She smiled, reaching out and picking up a small piece.

“Be careful,” said Miss Jun, sitting down beside her.

The woman turned the rice cake upside down and put it in her mouth.

“I’m the opposite of you, Madam. I didn’t see it when I was a child, and I only saw it when I grew up.” Miss Jun said, looking at the busy talking and laughing women.

Of course, I watched it with Master, and the purpose of watching it was of course to eat, but at that time she neither thought making rice cakes interesting nor delicious.

“Poor boring child.” The master sighed at her.

Yes, at that time, she was only thinking about how to quickly learn the skills to save her father. She had no other thoughts, which was very boring. Now, when she wanted to come to Master and watch the villagers kill pigs and sheep to make tofu and rice cakes, she must have mixed feelings in her heart.

People miss their relatives during the festive season.

“Is your family in Daming Mansion?” Miss Jun suddenly turned her head and asked.

From the day before yesterday to now, they have only had a simple conversation, and the conversations did not involve their personal wealth.

This girl is not the kind of person who is side-by-side. She asks this, that is, simply thinking of this question, or thinking of her family.

The woman smiled.

“No.” She said, “My family is not together now.”

Miss Jun looked at her in surprise.

“Your family isn’t together either,” she said.

With this word, the woman smiled, sounding a little lonely in the hustle and bustle of this festival.

“It doesn’t matter if we’re not together,” she said. “If the ends of the earth are next to each other, it’s not day and night.”

It’s interesting to use these two different poems together and at this time.

Miss Jun smiled.

Yes, they are still alive, even if they are not together, they can see each other no matter how far they are, it is better than being separated by yin and yang.

“Your surname?” she said after thinking about it.

It stands to reason that people should ask their names when they first meet, but this girl has never asked. It can be said that she does not intend to inquire about her family background, and it can also be said that she is not interested in other people’s names.

We meet by chance, come and go according to fate, come without asking, leave without reading.

Asking this suddenly now probably shows that she wants to get acquainted with this person.

This is like the innocence of a child and the arrogance that is innately engraved in the bones.

The woman looked at Miss Jun and smiled.

“Miangui’s surname is Yu.” She said, “One name is Lan.”

Even after she said her name, Miss Jun smiled.

“Mrs. Yu.” She said, “My surname

is Jun, my first name…” Before she could finish her sentence, some hurried and sharp shouts interrupted.

“Miss Jun!”

Miss Jun raised her head and saw the shopkeeper Deshengchang walking quickly.

His face was slightly red, and there was sweat on his head, which might be a hurry in winter or nervousness.

Whether it’s in a hurry or nervousness, it means that something is wrong.

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