Early the next morning, Beichuan drove a donkey cart to the town to transport lard and pig water as usual. When he came back, he stopped at the gate of the snow inlaid villa.
He ran to knock at the door.
It's Lao Liu who opens the door.
The sixth asked him in sign language what he wanted?
Beichuan said, "something happened at home. The young master asked my father to go back."
The old six frowned and asked in sign language what it was?
Beichuan didn't hide it from him and said truthfully, "the former enemy may come to the door."
As soon as Lao Liu's face changed, he hurried to find Gu de and informed Gu De of the matter by gesture.
Goodden also changed his face.
He immediately followed Beichuan back to Yunshan village.
At the back door of the health hall, he Xia and fan liuniang had been waiting here for a long time. When the donkey cart stopped in front of them, they immediately went forward, took down the pigs in the cart and washed them by the river.
Beichuan had to transport lard to the soap workshop. He didn't stay much. He drove away again in a donkey cart.
Gu de strode into the health hall and found Gu Fei who was drawing water by the well.
Gu de hurried over, pushed him away and pulled up the bucket full of well water.
He poured water into the jar and then wrote on the small blackboard he carried with him.
"The old enemy came to the door?"
At this time, it was not dawn, and everyone was still sleeping. The health hall was quiet. Gu Fei didn't have to worry about being heard. He nodded and said, "well, I received a letter from Fu Qi. He told me that someone was going to kill me. I guess it should be the former enemy."
Gu de brushed down another line: "who is Fu Qi?"
"He is the son of marquis Wu'an. He once had some friendship with me. He knows my identity."
Gu de continued to write: "will he reveal your identity?"
"Probably not. If he really wants to sell me, he won't write a hidden poem to remind me of the danger."
Gu de wrote down a line heavily: "young master, you must have a heart to prevent people."
"I know," Gu feidun said again, "I met King Ning on the road before. He told me that there were rumors about me in Bianjing. Maybe someone already knows that I'm not dead."
Gu De's expression became more and more dignified. He thought and wanted to write down two lines.
"Take the old lady and the young lady out of here and find a place to hide while the other party doesn't come to the door."
Gu Fei said, "Yunshan village is remote enough. Hasn't it been found yet? There is no place to hide. Besides, even if we do, what do you do? There are so many old and weak women and children in the health hall. They are really going to be caught. None of them can escape. Escape can't solve the problem. We can't go. I specially called you back to help watch. If you find a suspicious person close to the health hall, inform me at the first time, and we can make preparations early. "
Their only advantage now is that the other party does not know that they have noticed, which may become an opportunity for them to take the initiative.
Gu de sighed. Now it's the only way.
In the shack at the door of the health hall, old Lou still sits in a wheelchair and buys all kinds of mountain goods.
In the past, Jiang Shuan would stand by and help. Now Jiang Shuan has gone back to camp. This task was assigned to Gu de by Gu Fei.
Gu de can't speak, but he has good skills and strength. With him in the nearby town, no one dares to make trouble.
Of course, in addition to helping collect mountain goods, Gu De is also responsible for secretly observing and always paying attention to whether there are suspicious people close to the health hall.
He stays in the shack every day. This position is just at the door of the health hall. It's really a good place to observe the surrounding situation.
Time passes day by day.
In the twinkling of an eye, it was the Dragon Boat Festival.
On this day, every family hung wormwood at the door.
Jiang Weiwei specially asked fan liuniang and he Xia to cook a large pot of fresh meat zongzi and red bean zongzi, which were distributed to all the people in the health hall and the workers in the soap workshop, including several people in huaiwei grocery store and Lao Liu who lives in embedded snow villa.
In addition to zongzi, Jiang Weiwei gave each of them a packet of yellow sugar. In addition to eating zongzi and hanging wormwood on the local Duanyang Festival, there is also the custom of making wine with realgar and tea with yellow sugar.
The weather has been good in the past two years, and the harvest in the field is fairly good. In addition, this year, I helped rub fine hemp rope as a brush and made some small money. The life of every family in the village is much better than that in previous years. Most of them can afford glutinous rice. They wrap zongzi at home, and some have plenty of money. They will also buy some yellow sugar and wine.
The village is filled with a strong aroma of zongzi.
But there are also a few families who can't afford glutinous rice, so they can only watch others eat zongzi.
The jianglinhai family is one of them.
Because they fell out with Jiang Weiwei, they had no good intention to pick up the wrong hemp rope and brush man. The harvest in the field has not been collected yet. The family can eat bran and swallow vegetables every day. They live a tight life. Where can they have spare money to buy glutinous rice?
Smelling the smell of zongzi floating from the house next door, Jiang Sisi was greedy.
She found a name for sewing, ran to the house next door, asked for advice on sewing like her aunt, and then pretended to be naive.
"Aunt, is your family cooking zongzi? What's the filling? How fragrant! "
"There are rice dumplings and bean dumplings. Is your family making dumplings today?"
"No, we have no money to buy glutinous rice. We can't eat Zongzi this year." Jiang Sisi said this with a pitiful expression full of longing.
"How can we not eat Zongzi on the Dragon Boat Festival? We cook a lot and give you some! "
The aunt was also cheerful when she arrived. She immediately carried a string of freshly cooked zongzi to Jiang Sisi.
"Thank you, aunt!" Jiang Sisi took zongzi and left contentedly.
She kept an eye and slipped into the house through the back door. After making sure that there was no one in the yard, she ran quickly, ran all the way back to her house and quickly closed the door.
Just a few zongzi, she can't bear to share with her family. She wants to eat alone!
Jiang Sisi peeled off the leaves of zongzi and looked at the white glutinous rice. He was elated. He was about to open his mouth to bite. Suddenly he heard a knock at the door.
She paused and asked, "who?"
"It's me." It's Chen Yugui's voice.
Jiang Sisi quickly hid the zongzi in the cabinet, opened the window, scattered the smell of zongzi in the house, and then went to open the door.
Chen Yugui walked into the room: "why did you open the door so late?"
Jiang Sisi yawned as if nothing had happened: "I accidentally fell asleep just now."
Chen Yugui didn't think too much, because she had another thing in her heart at this time.
She said, "take out your embroidered handkerchief and Na's sole."
Jiang Sisi took out his handkerchief and sole from the cabinet, handed them over, and asked, "what do you want these things for?"
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