In the back of the bullock cart, Yang Hua'an was driving the cart. Behind him, Yang Huamei was lying on the straw.

His chest was covered with a thin quilt.

I had plenty of food and wine and slept well, snoring loudly all the way.

Further back is the carriage driven by Luo Fengtang.

Tan has a reputation and is not allowed to run wildly, so he follows the bullock cart slowly back to the village.

He had just left the town and had not walked half a mile when a shout suddenly came from behind him.

Qinger?

Luo Fengtang's heart moved, and he quickly grabbed the reins and jumped off the carriage.

On the road behind, a figure ran over.

The familiar figure is indeed Qing'er.

"Qing'er, why are you here?"

Luo Fengtang walked towards her.

He asked, holding her with both hands.

She was covered in sweat and panting from running.

When he asked, she just shook her head: "Where is Aunt Four?"

"That bullock cart in front." He said.

She immediately let go of his hand and ran forward.
Chapter completed!