Chapter 115 Not His Type
A ten-year-old boy would have some feelings about love, but his eyes had never fluctuated like that when he looked at her. He looked at her quite coldly, but he looked at his elder sister-in-law in the same cold way. He would only feel a little warm when facing Xiao Min'er.
I guess my type is not his cup of tea.
I don't know what kind of woman will amaze him.
"Okay." Chen Heng agreed immediately. When she went to the imperial capital, there were still many things that needed her, the temporary wife of the Xie family, to support her.
The weather in September is like a charcoal grill.
Although Chen Heng also felt hot, she felt that it was still much cooler than the future a thousand years later.
Finally, we set off for the imperial capital.
He was riding on the Meng family's caravan heading to the imperial capital, and because of his relationship with the Meng family, he was given a separate carriage.
This is the first time that Xia has left Nanshan since she was a child. Her most important relatives are around her, and she is about to meet her son. There will also be some progress in the case of her father-in-law's unjust case and her husband's disappearance. She feels happy about the future but also uneasy.
When he saw his brother-in-law's calmness and Ah Heng's confident look, his uneasiness disappeared.
The whole family went to Beijing happily.
Since the Meng family's caravan was carrying goods, they had to stop in every county town to exchange and replenish goods, so the journey would take half a month longer than usual.
Chen Heng and Xie Jian were not in a hurry either. For Xie Jian, he could read books anywhere.
In a blink of an eye, ten days have passed.
On a sunny day, a merchant caravan arrived in Shancheng.
Shancheng is located at the junction of Yuzhou and Yuezhou, with each belonging to half. The two government offices have been fighting over the ownership of the other half.
However, local people still prefer Yuezhou, because Yuezhou is richer than Yuzhou. Take the snow disaster before the New Year as an example, it is obvious that Yuezhou is very helpful.
Chen Heng was asking the local shopkeeper about local specialties or what kind of seasonal water chestnuts were available.
In ancient times, transportation was not well developed. It would take ten days to half a month to go back and forth to a place that was a little far away. Ordinary people would never go out unless they had nothing to do. It was a rare opportunity to travel around with the caravan, so Shen Heng had to enjoy it. Therefore, he gained a lot along the way.
"Persimmons, huh? The persimmons in Shancheng are different from those in other places. They're small, thin-skinned, juicy, and soft. They're ripe right now," the local shopkeeper said with a smile. "But they can't be eaten right after they're picked. They need to be kept in millet for a few days before they're edible."
The servant beside him heard this and said, "The people of Dongwang Village are participating in the persimmon picking competition. It's very lively and not far away. Madam Shen can go and have a look."
Chen Heng immediately took her sister-in-law with her and left. As for Xie Jian, he was reading in the inn.
It’s really not far, just the time it takes to stick up an incense stick.
"Wow, there are so many people here. Look at the persimmons on the trees, they're so beautiful." Xia Shi could see from afar many bright red persimmons hanging from the trees, covering the entire mountain. "We have these persimmons in Nanqi too, but they're not as juicy as those in Shancheng, and the taste isn't quite as good."
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