At this time, Bei Yutang was driving a horse-drawn carriage on a rugged country road.
When the carriage arrived at Master Qin's house, Master Qin and his wife had not yet gotten up. When the carriage stopped, Xiao Zimo got out of the carriage, took out the letter he had written yesterday, and placed it at the door.
Xiao Zimo looked at the tightly closed courtyard gate, suddenly knelt down, and kowtowed three times towards the gate.
"Let's go."
Xiao Zimo stood up and got on the carriage.
As the carriage started moving, he couldn't help but lift the curtain and look at the small courtyard behind him. That was where he was enlightened and where his first teacher was.
He didn't know when he would have the chance to see him again.
Maybe it will be two years, maybe ten years, or even longer...
Parting is always sad, as this place carries too many memories.
Bei Yutang and Xiao Zimo left without disturbing anyone.
When the sun rose slowly in the sky, Madam Qin opened the gate and saw the letter. She quickly handed the letter to Master Qin. Master Qin knew who left it by looking at the handwriting on the cover.
Master Qin held the letter in his hand and felt it was extremely heavy.
He slowly opened it, and a gratified smile played on his lips as he looked at the small characters that already had his own style.
After reading the letter, Master Qin carefully folded it and put it in his arms.
He slowly walked to the door, walked out of the courtyard, stood at the gate, looked in the direction of the capital, and whispered to the empty direction: "Take care on your journey."
Bei Yutang did not stop along the way until they left Anxi.
When Xiao Zimo saw the thin beads of sweat on his mother's forehead, he reached out and wiped them off bit by bit with his sleeve.
Bei Yutang took out a handkerchief and placed it in his hand, "Carry this with you from now on."
Little Zimo was stunned and asked suspiciously, "Mom, isn't this something only used by women?"
Bei Yutang smiled and said, "It doesn't matter if it's a woman or a man, as long as they are useful."
Little Zimo didn't know if he was persuaded by his mother's perverse logic, or if she had other ulterior motives, but he silently accepted the handkerchief. He carried this habit with him even as he grew up and entered the center of power in this world.
After resting for a cup of tea, the two continued on their journey.
According to Bei Yutang's plan, they must reach the next town today, otherwise, the two of them will have to sleep on the streets.
Although it is normal to sleep on the streets when going out, she would still choose a comfortable place if she has a place to stay. After all, only with a good rest can she have the energy to face all the unknown dangers.
Along the way, we keep rushing to reach tomorrow.
Sitting in the car, Xiao Zimo was a little worried about his mother. He lifted the car curtain, faced the wind and said to Bei Yutang, "Mom, let's take a break."
Bei Yutang turned her head and asked, "Tired of sitting?"
Xiao Zimo nodded.
He knew that if he said no, his mother would definitely not rest, so he chose to nod.
"Okay, let's rest when we get to the flat ground ahead."
After resting for a while, Bei Yutang set off again.
"Mom, why are we in such a hurry?" asked little Zimo.
"Because we have to get to the next town before dark, otherwise we'll have to sleep outdoors."
After hearing his mother's plan, Xiao Zimo felt a little guilty.
Along the way, he asked his mother to rest several times, which seemed to cause trouble for her.
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