Liu Qinghe blamed Fan Ao for not letting Yuan Qiu go, but Fan Ao only coaxed him and did not explain much.

Lin Hou's family did not leave Linjia Village.

He discussed with Xiao Feng's family that in the spring of the next year, he would rent out the village land, buy a shop in the county, and move it over.

At that time, Lin Hou packed furniture and sold it in a shop. The family of three lived in the backyard. He sent Lin Anshun to the county school to study, found a good doctor for Xiao Feng, took good medicine, and kept her body well as soon as possible. Maybe she could have another son.

This is the good day that the couple yearns for.

"Don't tell your sister everything! If she asks, she will say that the general's wife will reward 100 taels!" Lin Hou repeatedly reminded Xiao Feng. Now that he is rich, he doesn't want to get involved in the Zhao family anymore, for fear of being harmed by Zhao Gui's gambling ghost.

Lin Anshun cried and asked for his sister. Xiao Feng lied to him and said that Lin Anran was seriously ill and met a monk and wanted to take her to practice far away so that she could save her life.

Lin Anshun was confused, "When will Sister be back?"

Xiao Feng said, "When you grow up, she will be back."

Lin An looked forward to growing up quickly and taking his sister home.

Feng was unhappy because he lost Lin Anran's daughter-in-law, who had been planning for many years, and he did not come to Lin Hou's house again before the New Year.

She sent someone to inquire. Fan Ao and Liu Qinghe had already left, and the people in the clinic were puzzled.

The only thing Yuan Qiu reluctantly was that little guy Lin Anshun, but she couldn't take him away. She just hoped that Lin Anshun would grow up safely and study hard. It was not necessary to make a name for himself, but reading could make sense of things.

Besides that, everything is beautiful and free.

Yuan Qiu's erythema caused by allergies in eating sea rice on his face and neck disappeared on his own the day after leaving Songlin Town. Liu Qinghe gave her a bottle of scar-removing medicine, and she was also using it every day.

Passing by Songshan County, where Songlin Town is located, Yuan Qiu picked more than a dozen books in a bookstore. In addition to the basic enlightenment books of this era, they are the Records of the Grand Historian Geography.

I originally wanted to buy some medical books, but I didn't. The Dongming Royal Family attached great importance to medical skills, and the doctor's status is not low. If you want to learn medical skills, you can only become a disciple before you can get access to related books.

Although it was an unspoken dynasty that did not exist in the history of Yuan Qiu's previous life, the words were consistent and reading was not difficult, and writing was a problem.

When I was rushing during the day, I read books in the carriage. When I was tired, I lifted the curtains and enjoyed the primitive and natural scenery.

Staying at a hotel at night and practicing calligraphy until late at night. For Yuan Qiu, learning a new ancient culture is quite interesting.

Mr. Duan Rong is a wonderful person.

Fan Ao said that Duan Rong was taciturn and true. The old man almost didn't say anything, and Yuan Qiu nodded nodded no matter what he ordered.

Shaking her head does not exist. Although she doesn't like to talk, Duan Rong is very reliable in doing things. She does everything well along the way, so she doesn't have to worry about it at all.

Yuan Qiu did not deliberately get close to Duan Rong or explore his affairs.

Duan Rong never cares about what books Yuan Qiu reads or what words he writes. He appears when he should do things, but disappears when he is other times.

The two get along with each other, the old one is cold and the small one is quiet, and they do not interfere with each other, which is extremely harmonious.

Yuan Qiu was willing to ask Duan Rong to teach her martial arts, but he planned to settle down and then ask.

Haoyue City, located in the central part of Dongming Kingdom, is the most prosperous city except for the capital.

On the morning of New Year's Eve, Haoyue City welcomed the first snow this winter.

Last night, Yuan Qiu was addicted to practicing calligraphy, and the sky was about to dawn when the pen was over.

At this moment, the carriage stopped, she yawned a little, lifted the curtain, and was stunned for a moment.

The scenery is so beautiful that you can see.

The distant mountains are like ink, the blue lake is like a mirror, the falling snow and flying flowers are flying, and the mist is hazy.

Duan Rong got out of the car, took Yuan Qiu's suitcase, strode towards the lake, and placed it on a bamboo tray. Then he jumped up, picked up the bamboo pole, and looked at Yuan Qiu.

Yuan Qiu frowned slightly. She knew that today's New Year's Eve and knew that Haoyue City was the destination of this trip, but what was the promised to buy it? What was the situation when she suddenly had to take the water route?

Out of trust in Duan Rong, Yuan Qiu wore a cloak, got off the carriage, walked towards the lake, jumped onto the bamboo stairs, and asked nothing.

Anyway, even if I ask, the cold old man Duan will not explain.

There is a layer of extremely thin ice floating on the lake, which will not form an obstacle. Duan Rong holds the bamboo poles and the bamboo raft slowly leaves the shore.

Yuan Qiu wore a hood and only showed her small face as big as a palm. She sat on her suitcase and quietly enjoyed the scenery on both sides of the strait.

The bamboo raft slowed down, Yuan Qiu stood up and turned around, and saw a crescent-shaped island appearing not far away.

The island is covered with thin snow and cold plums are blooming, as if it is a fairyland.

The bamboo raft was docked, Duan Rong carried Yuan Qiu's box, and Yuan Qiu hurriedly followed.

Through the plum forest where the faint fragrance floats, an ancient courtyard appears in front of you. The pink walls and black tiles are like a freehand ink painting.

While Yuan Qiu was enjoying the beautiful scenery, Duan Rong had already gone in and out, disappeared from the box, pointed at the door at her, flew up, and disappeared.

Yuan Qiu understood that her luggage had been put on her own, so she could do whatever she wanted.

Qian Zhuzhu entered the courtyard. Yuan Qiu had not yet carefully looked at the house, and a white shadow flashed not far away.

After a moment of silence, she chased after her skirt with her skirt.

When I walked around the house, I disappeared the white shadow, the red plums like rouge reflected the snow, and under the trees, there was a pool of cold air rising.

A gust of wind blew away the white mist in the cold pond. Yuan Qiu saw the ink hair like a waterfall, his looming shoulder... There was someone inside! Just looking at the back, he was so beautiful that he couldn't say anything!

Yuan Qiu, who was not sure about the situation but felt rude, immediately turned his back.

When I first met, I praised people for being beautiful. This is Yuan Qiu's philosophy of life.

So she greeted, "This fairy has no intention of offending, maybe there is any misunderstanding."

As soon as he finished speaking, a young man in fine clothes rushed over and scolded, "He thief, how dare he break into Hanxiang Island! He is looking for death!"

Yuan Qiu frowned and quietly watched the white-haired old man appear behind the boy, and slapped him on the ground with a palm...

He is Mr. Duan who left for some reason and came back for some reason. In short, he went his own way and did not explain anything to you.

The jade-faced boy chewed the snow all over his mouth, turned his head with anger, widened his eyes, and exclaimed: "Grandpa?!"

Yuan Qiu thought that this person was probably the Duan family’s son who was rescued by Liu Zhong as Fan Ao.
Chapter completed!