Chapter 7 Your abacus beads fell on my face
The horsewhip hit several people from the Lu family nearby.
Suddenly he cried out in pain, "Ouch! Stop it, stop it."
"Why are you yelling? Once we get to Hefeng Pavilion, if you don't behave, I'll tie you all up." The bailiff was a big and strong man, and he looked down on those whom he used to look up to while riding on his horse.
Aunt Feng was still staring at Shen Yunyue unconvinced:
"Let my Xuanting get in the car. She's still a child."
"Mrs. Feng, the child you're talking about is older than me."
Shen Yunyue knew that she was not convinced. She had to suppress her dissatisfaction, but there was no place for her to give orders.
Besides, Fu Xuanting is several months older than Shen Yunyue.
Are there any children this old?
"Big sister. Yuncheng and I will drive." Shen Yunfeng flicked the whip and drove away in an orderly manner.
Hundreds of people were demoted to commoners.
Brothers Shen Yunfeng and Shen Yuncheng followed slowly behind in a horse-drawn carriage. Firstly, they had no ability to make the horse run, and secondly, it was an old horse and really had no ability to run.
Shen Yunyue did not get in the car either. She, Mo Yiran and Liu Xiaoyun walked behind.
I secretly thought that I would have to get along well with the police officer and get a carriage.
Fu Xuanheng was half-lying in the carriage, with a thick mattress beneath him and a wild duck feather cloak covering him.
He couldn't help but sigh in his heart that although the Shen family, as a newcomer, had failed, their future would not be bad with this momentum.
He likes a cohesive family.
Later, the He family left one after another.
People from several other families were also on their way, only the He family and the Lu family each had a carriage.
The rest could only walk.
Along the long and winding road, all the strong young men were killed by the sword.
It is unknown how many people survived and reached the place of exile.
Along the way.
Everyone sighed and some even cried as they walked.
A person who grew up in the capital all his life left his hometown.
Buried in a foreign land.
Even if you die, you can never return to your roots.
It's a cruel thing for them.
In winter, the sun goes home early to nestle. After walking more than half of the way, the sky gradually darkened.
Shen Yunyue walked beside the carriage, only hearing the sound of the carriage wheels treading on dry leaves, mixed with the miserable cries of crows, "Ah, ah..." as they bid farewell to those leaving their hometown.
"The people ahead, please continue walking forward to find a dilapidated temple to rest. The rest of you can rest in the open space ahead." An officer with a mustache and a mole on the end of his eyebrow shouted loudly.
The whip raised casually sounded particularly harsh in the air.
"Yunfeng. We don't need to go any further. Let's just stop at the open space that the officer mentioned. We need to find a place to spend the night first." Shen Yunyue didn't want to go any further to look for the dilapidated temple.
There are so many people, and there is no place for them to live even in the dilapidated temple.
Anyone who bumps into them could kill them.
The Shen family is small, so they just have to stay hidden.
"I understand, sister." Shen Yunfeng agreed.
Aunt Feng, who was hugging Fu Xuanting, was not happy with this. She thought they would be frozen to death in the wild in this cold weather.
Besides, the wild animals in the wild are not vegetarians. They will not show mercy when they see living people.
"We can't stop. Let's follow Officer Huang and find a dilapidated temple."
"How can there be so many dilapidated temples? Do you think it's your turn to live in a dilapidated temple among these hundreds of people?" Shen Yunyue closed her eyes and retorted impatiently.
"Yunyue, as long as you and Xuanheng agree to go with me to the He family, we can follow the He family." Aunt Feng thought of what Aunt He said and ignited hope. "I have already made an agreement with the He family. I am just waiting for your approval."
"Mrs. Feng, you are not allowed to make the decision on my affairs. The He family has made the conditions, right? Your calculations are falling in my face."
"You want us to be servants so you can flatter the He family?"
Aunt Feng: ...How can a thirteen-year-old child be so cunning?
Fu Xuanheng looked at Shen Yunyue through the car window with an expressionless face, and there was a smile in his eyes that he didn't even realize flashed by.
Mo Yiran glared at Aunt Feng angrily. This woman was so vicious. How could her beloved Yuebao become a servant of the He family?
Old Master Shen's eyes were filled with relief that his granddaughter would not be bullied.
The carriage went another two or three miles and saw an open space.
Not far from the birch forest, there is an open space where many people choose to camp.
Everyone knows that you can’t rob a dilapidated temple.
It would be better to go to the woods and find some firewood and make plans early.
Shen Yunfeng's driving skills are not very good and the horse doesn't obey his commands.
An elderly man nearby took the opportunity to jump up and hold Shen Yunfeng's hand. "Use your strength now. You have to be courageous. Horses are very intelligent. If you're afraid of them, they'll bully you."
"This way. Right, smart kid."
The old man was obviously skilled on horseback, and he drove the Shen family's carriage to a corner in a few seconds. Then he let out a "whoosh..." sound.
Old Ma stopped obediently.
The old man then loosened the reins and got off the carriage. "Little one, you have to feed the horse yourself. Build a relationship with it. This is a retired warhorse, so it's worth taking good care of."
"Thank you, grandpa. May I know your last name?" Shen Yunfeng got off the carriage and bowed to the old man.
"Hahaha, he's just the Lu family's lingering old immortal." The old man laughed sadly and left.
When Shen Yunyue arrived, she saw the old man in gray cotton-padded jacket returning to the Lu family.
He doesn't look like someone from the main family, but rather someone from the Lu family's side branch.
A dozen or so officers occupied the best seats. One officer, a tall one with a cold expression, said, "Go find something to eat in the woods. I'll give you a stick of incense."
"Yuncheng, you and Fu Xuansheng, Fu Xuanting, Aunt Feng, and Second Aunt go collect firewood." Shen Yunyue got out of the car and looked around. She found that her family was in a corner and would not cause any unhappiness to other families.
But it's cold in the corner.
We need two more fire pits. There are tents and other things in the space, so it's not suitable to take them out now.
"Yunfeng, you come and feed the horses." Shen Yunyue took a handful of bait from the space and put it together with the grass for the horses.
This old horse needs to be taken good care of, the bait in the space is the most nutritious.
"Mom and I will go see where there is a pond."
When Aunt Feng heard that this little girl Shen Yunyue actually assigned someone to do the work, she was shocked.
When did she work?
"I don't know how to pick up firewood, and my daughter Xuanting, as a girl, will not do such a lowly thing." Aunt Feng was standing outside the carriage, half freezing to death. She leaned against the carriage and stomped her feet to keep herself warm.
A pair of almond-shaped eyes raised with contempt. "We usually need people to serve us, and you actually let us do menial work."
Shen Yunyue held a stick in her hand and hit the ground hard.
"Who wasn't served by a few maids and old women in the past? Do you think you are in the capital? Aunt Feng, stop dreaming. You are a commoner now, little better than a slave."
Mo Yiran was so frightened that he didn't dare to breathe. When did his daughter become so fierce?
How dare you talk back to Feng Xiaoe like this?
"It's okay if you don't go to work. You can watch us while we eat in the evening, and you can stand aside while we keep warm." Shen Yunyue didn't want her family to serve them.
Who are they pampering?
There was nothing a disabled Fu Xuanheng could do, and the two healthy people just wanted to do nothing and wait for food and drink.
It’s a nice thought.
Shen Yunfeng went to the carriage and brought some straw to spread under a birch tree that was half the thickness of his arm, and then took down the mattress.
Shen Citong got on the carriage, carried Fu Xuanheng down and placed him on the mattress.
Shen Yunfeng ran over and said, "Brother-in-law, sit on the mattress to keep warm. Let's go collect firewood first, and you stay here to watch over the carriage."
Ever since the incident at the Shen Mansion.
Nine-year-old Shen Yunfeng and his eight-year-old cousin Shen Yuncheng had grown up so quickly. The two little guys thought they were the men of the family and had to support the family.
"Yun Zheng, come here." Fu Xuanheng nodded. He was a useless person and could not help. He could only look after Yun Zheng, who was only four years old.
Fu Xuansheng also ran over following Shen Yunzheng.
"Second Aunt, please leave Shu Bao with me." Fu Xuanheng hesitated for a moment, then made up his mind and looked at Liu Xiaoyun.
Liu Xiaoyun didn't dare let him hold her three-month-old daughter.
"No need. Take good care of yourself, and mother will help me take care of Shu Bao." Liu Xiaoyun handed the child to Mrs. Shen.
Old Master Shen walked towards the woods without saying a word. He also wanted to collect firewood to help. When the eldest master of the Shen family saw his younger brother heading into the woods, he followed him.
Feng Xiao'e bit her lip and finally didn't go. She didn't believe that Shen Yunyue would let her and her daughter starve.
Holding Fu Xuanting's hand, he ran to the He family and waited for the He family's eldest lady and others to come over and confide their grievances. Shen Yunyue was too hateful, and he had to find a way to punish them.
Shen Yunyue took a wooden barrel from the back of the carriage. She had bought these when she bought the carriage. She spent dozens of copper coins. Some of the things she bought on the road had a source.
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