Chapter 263 Homecoming
The tall and strong black horse raised its head and neighed, then raised its hooves and continued pulling the carriage forward.
The four guards put away their swords and continued to follow the car.
The carriage gradually went away. On the mountain road, except for the blood and corpses everywhere, it seemed as if nothing had happened.
The leader of the Wanshan Gang didn't dare to get up until he heard the sound of wheels gradually fade away.
But at this moment, the curtain of the carriage fluttered, and a black nail cut through the air, coming like thunder.
whoosh!
"ah!"
The bearded man's eyes suddenly widened, his mouth opened in disbelief, and he covered his bleeding chest.
And right on his chest, a small black nail had penetrated deeply into his heart.
He just fell down with his eyes wide open.
In the woods beside the mountain path, the branches moved slightly, and a young man in a brown robe strode out.
Perhaps because he has been away from home for many years, his skin is a little dark, he has a high nose and wide eyes, and his face looks tough. Only his eyebrows and eyes are somewhat similar to Du Qian.
He raised his leg and kicked the big man in the butt. The big man rolled several times without any reaction and finally hit a stone on the side of the road before stopping. He was already dead.
"hateful!"
With a curse, the young man in brown clenched his fists, and the veins on the back of his hands bulged.
The Wanshan Gang boss, whom he had finally befriended, was defeated by a child in one move! And the one he used was a hidden weapon from their Du family!
That kid was giving him a warning and also slapping him in the face!
He was so angry that he was shaking all over and looked at the carriage with an unclear expression.
Then, he walked away in the opposite direction of the carriage.
Just after he left, Yan Fei, who had been hiding his presence on the top of a tree, stepped on the tiptoes and landed smoothly.
The old Pavilion Master, the Second Master, and the Second Madam were right in their guess. This boy Jingzhen was no ordinary guy.
If the eldest young master of the Flying Tiger Escort Agency had acted rashly just now, there would probably be another corpse lying on the ground.
He tightened the wrist bands on his hands, used his lightness skills, and chased after the Rong family's carriage. He did not slow down until he saw the small shadow of the carriage.
Jingzhen was very alert and didn't dare to follow too closely.
On the other side, inside the Rong family carriage, everything was calm and peaceful.
Baoya was a little frightened and fell asleep in Jingzhen's arms.
The rest of the journey went smoothly. Yan Fei followed their car all the way into Cangchen Prefecture before returning the same way.
It was already evening when the carriage arrived at Ping'an Town.
The slight shock Baoya had experienced in the suburbs of Kuizhou had gradually dissipated.
Now returning to a familiar place, his little face was full of excitement.
She lifted the car curtain and looked outside, and from time to time she would pull Jingzhen to look too.
Suddenly, Baoya blinked hard and fixed her eyes on a small shop on the side of the road.
It was a blacksmith shop, not a big one, with a blacksmith's furnace outside and small hammers, big hammers, iron clamps, anvils and many other blacksmithing tools hanging next to it.
A young man with a scar on his face is rolling up his sleeves and working hard at forging iron.
Next to him was a young woman who was holding a small teapot in her hand and standing there with a smile on her face.
Whenever the man stopped to rest, she would pour a cup of tea and hand it to him.
"Sister-in-law Meng Ru..."
She wanted to wave her little hand and call the woman.
But he finally kept quiet and watched silently as the woman wiped the man's sweat with a towel and handed him a teacup for him to drink.
She didn't want to ruin such a beautiful picture.
It’s great that Brother Cheng Yong and Sister Meng Ru now have their own blacksmith shop.
The carriage continued to move slowly, passing through the streets and alleys of Ping'an Town.
In a tailor shop, a little girl of six or seven years old was standing on tiptoe to measure the cloth with a ruler.
She was dark and thin, so it was difficult to measure her.
The gray-haired old tailor next to her saw this, frowned in dissatisfaction, and hit her on the head with a ruler.
He scolded her, "How many times have I told you? Is this the correct amount? I don't know what you're thinking about all day, wasting my cloth!"
Baoya leaned against the car window and frowned. It was Chen Xiaojuan.
She actually came to the town to work as an apprentice in a tailor shop.
"What are you looking at so seriously?"
Someone suddenly patted his shoulder. Baoya turned around and saw Jingzhen looking at him.
"No," she shook her head and smiled, "Brother Xiaojing, we're back!"
“Whoa!”
Uncle Zhang stopped the carriage and raised his hand to open the curtain for Baoya and Jingzhen.
He smiled and said, "Young Master Jing, Young Miss, we are here."
Jingzhen jumped out of the car first, then reached out and picked up Baoya.
“Ahhhhhhhhh!”
Suddenly, a scream pierced my eardrums.
The little feet landed steadily on the ground. Baoya frowned and looked in the direction of the sound.
Yunyue, wearing a dark blue jacket and with her hair in a bun, rushed out of the Yunji breakfast shop like an arrow.
"Baoya! You're back!"
"Well, I'm back."
Baoya stretched out her short little hands and was hugged tightly by Yunyue who rushed over.
"Woo woo woo, you're finally back! I missed you so much!"
The two little girls hugged each other, and Yunyue wailed exaggeratedly.
Jingzhen stood beside the carriage, his eyebrows curved and a faint smile appeared on his face.
At the door of the breakfast shop, Yun Sanlang, He Chunxiu and Yun Hua were standing at the door, looking at them with smiles.
"Dad, Mom, and third sister!" Baoya finally coaxed Yunyue to let go, and waved her little hands excitedly at He Chunxiu and the other two.
He Chunxiu looked at her clever and lovely little girl and sniffed, "Hey, I'm glad you came back safely."
Yun Sanlang also looked at Baoya with a smile, nodded to Jingzhen and said thank you.
The three children hadn't seen each other for a long time, so they went in hand in hand and talked.
Baoya looked at Yunhua and then at Yunyue, and missed them very much.
"Hey, where are the eldest and second brothers?"
Not seeing Yun Chengfu and Yun Chenglu, she asked.
Yun Yue raised the corner of her mouth: "Big brother is studying in the academy, and second brother, isn't he looking after your master's house? He's still in the mountains!"
Baoya: ...
She had completely forgotten about this!
Second brother will probably have to wait until Brother Xiaojing returns before coming back. Later, she can go up the mountain with Brother Xiaojing to pick up second brother.
There were not many customers in the breakfast shop in the evening, and the shop was very quiet, with the voices of three little girls laughing and joking echoing in the air.
Uncle Zhang and the four guards waited for Yun Sanlang and He Chunxiu to pack up the shop and close the door before sending everyone back to Feishui Village.
When the group arrived at the Yun family, it was already dark.
Zhao Zhilan and the families of the first and second wives kept waiting, but Sanlang, He Chunxiu, and the three children never came back, and they began to get anxious.
At this time, they heard the sound of carriage wheels approaching, and a spacious carriage stopped in front of them.
Zhao Zhilan opened her eyes wide, not realizing what was happening.
I saw a handsome young man jumping out of the car, and then holding a pink little ball from the car.
Isn’t she her good granddaughter!
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