She went to bed early and woke up early last night so that Da Meng and Xiao Meng could practice riding in the carriage.
At this moment, Wan, who was making breakfast, hadn't gotten up yet.
Da Meng and Xiao Meng yawned; they had been woken up by Qiao Lian'er and hadn't had enough sleep.
Every evening after dinner, the men would rest for a while and then practice the moves according to the martial arts book given to them by Boss Yang. They practiced until late every day.
Qiao Lian'er handed them the water from the divine talisman to drink, and the two brothers perked up.
She explained the techniques, frequency, and precautions for driving the horse-drawn carriage to them in detail, and then demonstrated how to do it.
At first, Qiao Lian'er sat on the carriage seat, holding their hands and teaching them, and then slowly let go.
Although the two brothers were inexperienced and clumsy, they studied very hard.
“Sister Lian’er, I remember when you first started learning, you were much more skilled than us. We thought it was easy.” Da Meng didn’t understand.
"Well, maybe Da Hong and I are more destined for each other," Qiao Lian'er said.
She named the Akhal-Teke horse Big Red.
"Big Red, we love you too. Will you cooperate with us?" Little Meng hugged the horse's head and rubbed his face against it.
Big Red let out a cry.
Sure enough, the two brothers drove the carriage again, and it went more smoothly than before.
"Lian'er, after we build the house, let's buy Da Hong, okay?" Xiao Meng was very happy.
"Alright, let's buy both Da Hong and the carriage." Qiao Lian'er also liked Da Hong; Da Hong's spirit was at least comparable to that of a teenager.
Qiao Lian'er wasn't sure if it was just her imagination, but Da Hong's eyes seemed a little moist, and her eyelashes fluttered in a particularly pitiful way.
When she set off, she paid special attention but didn't see Song Ruier. It seemed that this guy was trying to be discreet.
Then she'll fight him to the death.
When they arrived at the abandoned courtyard, Qiao Lian'er had her family get off the carriage and walk to Shop No. 8.
Then she drove the carriage to the gate of the abandoned courtyard.
Ah Da was using the room that served as the kitchen to start a fire and cook porridge. He added oil and salt, and then tilted his head to blow on the fire with a bamboo tube.
Ah Er and Ah San are tidying up those rooms.
As for Ah Si and Ah Wu, they were clearing weeds, cutting them with sickles and bundling them together. Since they lived here, they wouldn't allow others to come and poop or pee indiscriminately.
As for the well water, it is of course still for public use.
They felt that a light had shone into their lives, a warmth and a guide. They had been lost and helpless, only knowing how to beg on the streets, but now they wanted to start their lives anew.
Qiao Lian'er checked the two exits of the alley, made sure it was safe, and then filled it with supplies.
Let's start with 300 jin of each item.
She stepped off the carriage and entered the courtyard. Ah Da noticed her arrival, turned around, and saw Qiao Lian'er.
"Sister Lian'er, you're here. We've cooked some porridge, why don't you eat with us?"
Qiao Lian'er said, "I've already eaten at home. There's something I need you to do."
Hearing that there was something to do, the children immediately put down what they were doing and gathered around her.
"Sister Lian'er, hurry up and give the order, we're afraid we won't have any work to do today."
Qiao Lian'er pulled A'er over: "There's a child following me, about your height, with a mole on his chin, about ten years old. Today you're responsible for keeping a close eye on him and reporting his whereabouts to me. If necessary, I'll have you do other things."
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