The next morning, just as dawn was breaking, Jiang Huaifu arrived with his men to fetch them to the estate.
Because they arrived in a hurry and their luggage had been burned in the fire, they didn't even have a few changes of clothes. Even when it came to food, they had to go to the village to see what was available and make do with whatever they could find.
“Young master, it seems that the people in the manor ahead have all moved away, only the manager is still here. Should we say hello to the manor manager?” A-Lu suddenly asked.
"Didn't you handle things here properly before?" Jiang Huaifu asked in return.
"I've already said that. Besides, this estate was abandoned by Nanzhao. There are only a few villagers left, and there's only an elderly manager. But with so many of us, even if we've already talked to him, we should still greet him. After all, it's never wrong to be polite."
Jiang Huaifu quietly looked at the book in his hand without looking up. The carriage swayed and bumped along the road, and only came to a slow stop after passing the stone piers of Xiaoyangzhuang.
"Young master, please rest in the carriage. I will go down and handle this."
"Hmm." Jiang Huaifu nodded, showing no intention of moving.
Song He'er jumped off the carriage and looked around. She found the place to be quite quiet. Apart from an elderly steward and two or three gatekeepers, no one else lived here.
Looking around, the fields here are quite fertile; if you plant grain, you're sure to get a good harvest.
Huan Ge'er has gradually learned to walk. After Qin Xiaoniang got out of the carriage, she put him on the ground and let him toddle around.
“There are a few vacant rooms in the village. Clean them up and move in. There are blankets, but they're not very clean. Nanzhao isn't as cold as Xinzhou, so the nights aren't that cold. If you need to change your clothes, let the head of the village know tomorrow. He has some supplies that he can sell to you.”
Ah Lu replied patiently.
Song Xiaoyu nodded politely and followed Alu into the manor.
The houses weren't as nice as I'd imagined; after all, it was a dilapidated and abandoned village, and having a place to stay was already a blessing...
Song He'er and Chun Di tidied up four or five rooms.
She shared a room with Qin Xiaoniang, Zhang Xiue shared a room, Chunrao and Chundi shared a room, Li Qiang shared a room, and Ruizhen shared a room, so that everyone could fill all the rooms.
In addition, the small room at the very end can be used for cooking and daily life.
Although it's not very clean or sturdy, at least we have a home now.
Thinking of this, Song He'er felt a surge of joy. Once she was free from this misery, she could do whatever she wanted in Nanzhao.
After everything was sorted out, A-Lu also brought over some emergency supplies.
"Miss Song, this is what our young master asked me to give you."
Song He'er glanced at the exquisite bundle in his hand and felt an indescribable gratitude in her heart.
Has your young master left?
"Not yet, it's still in the carriage."
"Then take me to see him."
"Hmm... alright then, please come this way."
Song He'er smiled and followed A Lu outside...
Jiang Huaifu was usually a man of few words. Unless he was in front of Song He'er, he would not say a word to anyone else.
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If I have time tonight, I'll arrange a second update for everyone~
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