There was silence in front of the house again.

"Sister-in-law." Xia Yong shouted.

He was about to take a step forward to chase after her, but Yang Jing stopped him and shook his head.

"But, that's my eldest brother..." Xia Yong said excitedly, pointing at the letter Miss Jun was holding.

"Big brother is big brother, and it's not easy for sister-in-law either." Yang Jing said in a low voice and patted Xia Yong on the shoulder.

Hearing the words "not easy", Xia Yong had a complicated expression. He stopped, looked at the house over there and sighed.

Miss Jun has already caught up.

"Teacher's wife," she called, standing at the door.

I don't know whether the door is open or locked, but you can't force your way in without permission.

"Miss Jun, you really have the wrong person." A woman's gentle voice came from inside, "I don't know your master, and calling him master's wife is inappropriate."

"Master's wife, don't be angry, take a look at the notes first." Miss Jun said.

"Miss Jun, I am very grateful for your protection and for preventing us from clashing with the soldiers. If you are willing to stay here for a few days, we welcome you." The woman said, raising her voice slightly, "Brother Yang, you and Brother Xia should entertain Miss Jun."

Miss Jun wanted to say something, but Yang Jing stepped forward to stop her.

"Ms. Jun, don't say anything now." He said in a low voice.

"Yes, this news is too sudden. Let sister-in-law calm down for a while." Xia Yong also said in a low voice.

Miss Jun looked at the house and then at them.

Yes, it was indeed too sudden.

"Ms. Jun, please come with us and rest first." Xia Yong said, extending his hand to invite her.

This is all we can do for now. Miss Jun sighed and nodded, then left with Xia Yong and Yang Jing.

Hearing the footsteps outside fading away, the girl in the room glanced at the woman sitting by the bed doing needlework. The woman was concentrating on her needlework. The girl hesitated for a moment, then slowly moved to the window and looked out through the crack.

There was no one to be seen on the mountain road.

"What's going on between my master and you?"

“Who is my master?”

"When did he leave here?"

"he…"

Miss Jun's voice echoed in the woods. Yang Jing and Xia Yong were walking ahead with their heads down. Upon hearing this, Xia Yong stopped and turned around.

Miss Jun looked at him with excitement and anticipation.

Looking at the girl's eyes, Xia Yong sighed.

"Miss Jun, don't ask anymore." He said, looking at the mountain, "Before our sister-in-law opened her mouth..."

He said, shaking his head.

"We don't know your master."

Although these people did not hate the Master, they certainly had resentment towards him. Miss Jun also sighed, not knowing what had happened.

"You can take a look at this first," she said, taking out the flashcard again.

Xia Yong and Yang Jing stepped back immediately.

"Miss Jun, we dare not and cannot look at your master's things," they said.

Miss Jun had no choice but to take these people back.

When they reached the foot of the mountain, the gathered villagers had dispersed and resumed their previous work, as if nothing had happened. Xia Yong's wife also cleaned up their residence, and the couple moved to another place, leaving this place to Miss Jun and her group.

It is not possible to go to see the teacher's wife again today. I can only take it slowly.

"Go and fetch Liu'er." Miss Jun said to Lei Zhonglian.

Although Liu'er also wanted to come, considering that a fight would be very dangerous, Lei Zhonglian and Jin Shiba still persuaded Liu'er to stay in Deshengchang in the city.

Lei Zhonglian replied yes.

"And the Royal Guard..." he whispered again.

When Miss Jun asked everyone to lay down their weapons, the Jinyiwei from Hebei West Route led by Jin Shiba were no exception. And when Miss Jun asked the officers and soldiers to leave, Jin Shiba asked them to leave with the guards of Deshengchang.

I wonder if these people are asking about Jin Shiba's whereabouts.

"Not for now. Jin Shiba will definitely tell them that they can't be recruited and he won't let them ask any questions." Miss Jun said.

As for the future...

Miss Jun looked around. There were villagers walking around and shepherds herding cattle and singing in the distance. She sat down on a simple rocking chair woven from wooden strips. The rattan chair rocked and creaked.

"I'm not alone." She said, her head resting on her arms and half-closed eyes, "Now we are not the only ones."

Of course, she was no longer a person. She was the real head of the Fang family and the family's relatives, but to be more precise, that was Jun Zhenzhen's home and relatives. As Chu Jiuling, her master's home made her feel even more different.

The master’s home is also her home.

Although the people here don't accept her for the time being, they still protect her, otherwise they wouldn't have arrested Jin Shiba and others without hesitation just based on her words.

This is probably what people often say: blood is thicker than water.

She and they have common acquaintances, have learned common skills, are familiar with each other's every move, and feel close to each other.

Miss Jun closed her eyes, smiled and staggered.

Lei Zhonglian waved to the guards, and they quietly retreated.

"Master Lei, when did Miss Jun have a master?" A guard who had followed her up the mountain earlier couldn't help but ask in a low voice.

"Of course it was in the past." Lei Zhonglian said, "Miss Jun used to live in the North. As a county official, Lord Jun was very busy, so it was natural for him to hire a teacher for his daughter."

I see. The guards nodded.

"Mr. Lei, you know more," they said.

He knew nothing, but he had seen Miss Jun tell lies so many times that he could just say it casually.

How else? Why did they say before that it was a family medical skill, but now they say it was taught by a master whose name they don’t even know?

What's there to ask? There aren't so many whys in this world. Just follow Miss Jun.

Lei Zhonglian waved to the guards.

"Go and pick up Miss Liu'er," he ordered.

…

When the morning light first appeared, there were already many people walking around in the mountain village.

"Are you going to the mountains to herd cattle?" Miss Jun asked with a smile as she looked at the children herding cattle.

The children all carried baskets on their backs and had sickles hanging from their waists, and they looked a little timid when they saw her.

"No, we're going over there, not up the mountain," said a slightly older child.

Without waiting for Miss Jun to say anything, they all lowered their heads and hurried away.

Miss Jun looked at them with a smile and reached out to touch the head of the last child.

The child jumped away like a rabbit.

Miss Jun laughed and went up the mountain.

The woman was dyeing cloth with the girl in the yard. When she saw her coming, the girl immediately turned around and went inside. The woman smiled at Miss Jun.

"Miss Jun also gets up very early." she said.

"Yes." Miss Jun said, "When I followed Master before, he had a very regular schedule, going to bed early and getting up early..."

The smile on the woman's face faded, she put the cloth away and walked into the house.

"Master..." Miss Jun shouted hurriedly, and then she swallowed the word "Master's Wife" when she thought of her unhappiness. "Auntie, what's your name?"

The woman stopped.

"My last name." She turned her head and paused for a moment, "Xiao."

Xiao, Miss Jun smiled.

"That's a good last name," she said.

The woman looked at her with a half-smile.

"Is this a good last name?" she said. "Miss Jun, are you not used to chatting with people?"

As expected, she is the master's wife. Miss Jun smiled awkwardly. She is really not good at chatting with people.

"Master doesn't like to talk either..." she said.

"Miss Jun." The woman interrupted her, "I'm not used to chatting with people either. If you want to chat, you should go find Sister Xia. She likes to talk."

It’s not that I don’t like chatting, but that I don’t like hearing her talk about Master, Miss Jun sighed.

Well, she is not used to chatting, so let's just say what we want to say.

"I don't know what happened to you before, but I still want to show you this letter," she said, taking out the letter again.

"I've told you before, I don't know your master, and I won't look at your master's stuff," the woman said.

"Auntie." Miss Jun took a step forward, "No matter what, Master is thinking about you. He has never forgotten you, otherwise he would not have used Zhang Qingshan as his name."

Zhang Qingshan, Zhang Qingshan.

The woman paused for a moment, but the next moment she walked towards the house.

"I'll wait here until you see it." Miss Jun said.

The woman closed the door without saying a word or turning back.

…

The sunlight gradually became brighter and slanted. The girl in the room stood by the window and quietly opened a crack with her hand, looking at Miss Jun standing in the yard.

Almost a whole day had passed, and she had been standing there, watching women coming in and out, weaving and hanging clothes to dry. She did not come forward again, but just stood there quietly holding the notebook.