One year brought a great drought, the next year floods, and then, in a blink, a plague.
The Xu family fled from the north to the south, and then from the south back to the north.
Before...
"That's good!"
In the servants' rest room, Xu An brought the buns and went to the kitchen.
The noodles were made at the inn. Xu Yuan stayed in the kitchen mainly to differentiate the flavors. Before leaving, he asked the kitchen to send some more hot water.
"Aunt Yuan, go and have some rest. I'll be watching over here."
"Don't worry, I'm full and I need to digest it first."
Just as I was about to bring this up to Xu An, "Me too."
The two smiled at each other, and Nineteen, who was near the kitchen, silently withdrew his foot.
In a blink of an eye, a night passed. The Xu family came out of the inn room in high spirits and found that Xu Xiaohu had been waiting for them.
Fortunately, Xu Xiaohu was not stupid. He knew the weather was cold and waited in the inn.
The shopkeeper was greeted by the Xu family yesterday, and he even made tea for Xu Xiaohu when he came in.
"Aunt, uncle, why are you up so early?"
"Xiaohu, have you had breakfast?" Old Mrs. Xu and others had already had breakfast in the room. Seeing that Xu Xiaohu had arrived early, they were worried that he had not had breakfast, so they asked.
"I've eaten, I've eaten!" Because he had to move food, Xu Xiaohu had a full meal today.
Seeing that his face was rosy and he didn't seem to be lying, Old Lady Xu ordered her servants to help load his food onto the carriage.
"Xiaohu, come quickly, let's ride in a carriage!" Xu Xiaohu didn't have much food, just two sacks, which he moved in no time.
"Hey!" Xu Xiaohu was a little excited. After all the Xu family members got on the carriage, he finally sat in the outermost seat of the carriage.
"Let's go!" The coachman whipped the horse whip and the carriage slowly drove towards Xujia Village.