Chapter 304 Another ruined temple!
"Another dilapidated temple." Feng Aoqing murmured.
But she still agreed because she had seen a fork in the road, and further down was a forest, and there was also a road in the middle of the forest.
So they drove the carriage down the side road, which was only slightly narrower than the official road, and there was no problem for a carriage to pass through.
When we got to the edge of the woods, we could see clearly that the road went straight through the woods. There was an open space in the middle of the woods. There was indeed a dilapidated temple on the open space. Maybe people nearby would rest here, so it didn't seem to be very dilapidated.
So Feng Aoqing asked Yan Xiao to stop the carriage in front of the dilapidated temple, tie up the horses, pad the wheels, and then took Zhou Jirou out of the carriage.
Zhou Jirou had been listening to Yan Xiao's voice in the car and thought he was a child of thirteen or fourteen years old. She didn't expect that he was actually such a big "child".
He was probably about seventeen or eighteen years old. The cloth clothes he wore were not tattered, just old and ill-fitting, with the sleeves and trousers a little short.
But this face is extremely beautiful, with sword-like eyebrows, phoenix eyes, a thin face, and an innocent smile at the corners of his mouth and eyebrows. If he were to change into brocade clothes, he would probably look like a suave young man.
Yan Xiao stepped forward and bowed: "Greetings, Miss. If it's inconvenient for you two, I'll rest in the corridor. It's not cold now anyway, so you two can rest inside the hall."
He also took the reputation of the two young ladies into consideration, which was really sensible of him.
Feng Aoqing originally didn't care, but with Zhou Jirou around, she immediately nodded: "I think this is great too. Thank you for your hard work."
"It's not hard! You guys have taken me all the way here, and it really made things much less tiring for me!" He waved his hands quickly.
"We have some bread here. I'll boil some water and we can soak the bread in the hot water. I guarantee you won't go hungry."
Yan Xiao was very happy when he heard this, as if having food was a very big deal.
For rich people, their needs are diverse, but for poor people, being able to fill their stomachs is a blessing.
He first picked up some bamboo branches in the woods and tied them together with vines under the wall. Then he picked up a broom and went into the hall to sweep out a space for the two of them.
Then he found a place in the corridor and swept it clean. Then he took out a piece of oilcloth from his rag bag, put it on the ground, and placed a large cloth bag on it.
This hands-on ability is still acceptable.
"Ladies, if the fire starts inside the house, it might burn it down! How about if I start it under the stone steps?"
Born under the stone steps, everyone can sit on the stone steps.
Seeing Feng Aoqing nodded, he quickly went to find firewood and started a fire without letting the two of them interfere.
Zhou Jirou sat quietly on the stone steps he had swept in front of the hall.
She just felt that her escape was very difficult and arduous.
After being with Feng Aoqing and listening to her talk about her journey of exile, I realized that my own suffering was nothing.
After traveling with her all the way, I realized that there is nothing she can't do.
At this moment, Feng Aoqing took out the cooking utensils from the car. There was no water source nearby, so she used the water in the water tank fixed at the rear of the car.
"There is a depression there, there should be a pond." Yan Xiao looked around.
"No, if the pond is stagnant, it's not clean."
"You're so particular. I just drink it straight away," Yan Xiao said, gesturing as if he were drinking from a cup of water. "I've had stomach upset a few times, and I thought it was from the food I ate. Now I think it might have been the water!"
"I'll teach you a method. Go get a bowl of dirty water." Feng Aoqing instructed him.
Yan Xiao took the bowl he used to drink soup today and ran over.
It couldn't be called a pond, it was just a small puddle. Just as Feng Aoqing said, it was stagnant water, so he fetched a bowl of water.
Feng Aoqing watched him running very fast, but not a drop of water in his hand spilled.
When he came back, he saw Feng Aoqing had piled up a small pile of stones.
She placed the bowl of dirty water on top of the pile of rocks, then took one of their clean bowls and placed it underneath.
"A clean handkerchief." She stretched out her hand towards Yan Xiao.
"Second Miss, forget about the clean ones. I don't even have the dirty ones." Yan Xiao answered honestly.
"You don't usually wash your face!"
"Wash! Like this!" He picked up his sleeves and rolled up his face, demonstrating.
"Tsk." Chen Yanqi looked disgusted.
Zhou Jirou, who came to watch the fun, took out a plain handkerchief and handed it over: "Here, a clean one."
Feng Aoqing folded the handkerchief into a long strip, placed one end in the bowl of dirty water and the other end in the clean bowl.
"Although it's slow, the water in the bowl below is much cleaner than the one above," she told the two.
She went to boil water, and the two men squatted in front of the bowl and watched with great interest.
By the time she had boiled the water and soaked the pancakes, the two men were still watching.
"Yes, yes, Miss." Yan Xiao was very surprised.
"Yes, yes, I saw it." Zhou Jirou also saw the water at the bottom of the bowl.
"If I change two jars and rest for a night, I will have good water to drink in the morning." Yan Xiao began to draw inferences from his experience.
"Yes! If the handkerchief is thicker, there should be a lot in one night." Zhou Jirou answered every question, her voice so gentle.
Who would have known that such a gentle woman could do such a crazy thing.
Seeing the pancake soften, Feng Aoqing called out, "Okay, stop looking and come eat."
The two of them then raised their heads and came over to eat.
"Sweet?" Yan Xiao took a sip of hot water, thinking he had tasted something wrong.
"Yeah, I bought some candy in the last city." Feng Aoqing nodded.
Yan Xiao was very happy and ate voraciously. He turned his head to the side and wondered who the two people above him were.
They are both eating with bowls, but why is their posture so different from others?
He coughed dryly and sat up straight.
"Is that enough?" Feng Aoqing asked.
"Enough." Zhou Jirou replied.
"Not enough." Yan Xiao replied.
Feng Aoqing gave him another pancake and added hot water: "As much as you can, you're welcome."
Yan Xiao ate to his heart's content, finishing three bowls of sweet soup noodles until he was sweating all over.
After dinner, Feng Aoqing and Zhou Jirou went to the palace to rest.
She deliberately did not close the door tightly, leaving a gap so that she could see Yan Xiao's back as he sat by the fire.
"You don't believe him?" Zhou Jirou asked, a little worried.
"I don't trust anyone. What I disbelieve most is coincidence. Sister has seen the dangers of this world before." Feng Aoqing replied.
"I'm sorry, I've implicated you." Zhou Jirou held her hand.
Feng Aoqing smiled and said, "You just want to live, and I want you to live too. In this world, you are the only woman I have ever met who wants to fight for herself."
"King Yu..."
"It has nothing to do with you. I just borrowed your words to introduce what I want to say."
Both of them had their own thoughts, and Zhou Jirou curled up beside Feng Aoqing and fell asleep.
Feng Aoqing didn't dare to sleep. She closed her eyes slightly and looked through the crack in the door to see Yan Xiao still sitting by the fire.
It was not until late at night that he got up and went to the corridor.
From this angle, Feng Aoqing couldn't see him at all.
I see.
Feng Aoqing sneered.
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