"Uncle Lizheng, come here quickly, I'll take you back!"
Song Lizheng glanced at Ling San in surprise: "Why are you here? Didn't you go to the county town?"
Ling San smiled and said, "I came back after finishing my work. My third master brought you some buns and went to deliver them, but found that you were not back yet.
It's been several hours now, and Aunt Song is extremely worried, so she asked me to come to Xiahe Village to check on her.
Song Lizheng was somewhat moved. He put the empty backpack onto the ox cart and crawled on it, but kicked Song Yuangen out of the cart.
The excuse was to let him learn driving from Ling San.
Ling San smiled, knowing that Song Lizheng was embarrassed to ask him to do something, so he asked his youngest son to accompany him. The two of them started chatting casually.
Song Li was sitting in a not-so-luxurious carriage, and finally felt not so cold anymore.
It's this clear snot that flows out uncontrollably.
Song Lizheng wiped himself several times with a handkerchief and sneezed loudly, suspecting that he had been infected by Song Zhaochun.
"Uncle Lizheng, there's some ginger and sugar water on the stove. Drink some and don't catch a cold!"
Song Lizheng nodded, wiped his hands clean, and then went to get the small teapot fixed in the corner.
Even before he got close, he could smell a sweet fragrance. He took out two tea bowls from the drawer next to him and was about to pour water when he saw Ling San pull over.
He took out two pancakes from his pocket and said, "Look at me, I completely forgot about it. Aunt Song made some pancakes for you two, and I kept them warm. They haven't even cooled down yet."
Song Lizheng took the pancake with a smile, his face still a little red. Eating the pancake with the sugar water was quite delicious.
Song Yuangen was also like a hungry wolf pouncing on its food. Although he had a bowl of porridge at noon, it was not enough to fill him up. He was starving before he even left Xiahe Village.
After a mouthful of sweet soup, my whole stomach felt warm. After a couple more bites of the pancake, I felt full instantly.
While the father and son were eating, they glanced at Ling San and asked, "Would you like to have a bite too?"
Ling San shook his head, thinking that his master had prepared a big meal for him, so he didn't want to gnaw on this tasteless cake.
You can drink some sugar water.
So I took matters into my own hands and poured myself a cup of ginger sugar water.
This ginger was soaked in the morning and has no taste anymore, but the sugar was just added, a big spoonful, and it tastes sweet.
After gulping down a bowl, I felt warm all over.
After warming ourselves by the fire for a while, we set out again. The sky was dark and it looked like it was going to snow again.
***
In Qingshan Village, Ling Weiyuan and Ling Jihao went out for a walk and were finally happy.
Although he spent most of his time in the ox cart, he felt quite proud seeing his son and father interacting with others and calling each other brothers.
It was as if he had returned to Jiangning Mansion, where the Ling family could call the shots.
Although the people they came into contact with changed from looking down on them to being out of their league, and the words they spoke changed from being resounding to being flattering, they all took a solid step forward anyway.
Ling Jihao looked at the heavy silver that his father had collected, his eyes were red and his voice was choked with sobs.
He felt that he was not as capable as his elder brother, and that he was a drag at home and could not help in any way, forcing his old father to work hard outside at his old age.
Ling Weicun saw that his son was in a low mood and thought that he was worried about him.
He raised his hand to rub his head and comforted him: "It's okay, Dad can earn dozens of taels of silver when he goes out!"
I had no idea that Ling Jihao’s emphasis was on “old age”, otherwise I would have been furious.
He would dig out the other person's eyes and ask, "Your father is young and strong, in his prime, how come he is already so old?"
Of course, he didn't know, and he drove to Ruyi Tower with a distressed look on his face, ordered a table full of food, and let his son eat to his heart's content.
Ling Jihao couldn't help but sigh. The money was earned quickly and spent quickly. In just half an hour, seven or eight taels of silver were gone.
I really don’t know how my second brother manages to eat out so often.
When the owner of Ruyilou saw an acquaintance coming, he asked about the winter mushrooms.
After learning that it had been reserved, he shook his head with regret: "It seems that we can only buy the oyster mushrooms from your Qingshan Village. By the way, how come your village is so capable that they can even grow mushrooms?"
Ling Weicun smiled and didn't say much. He only promised to bring him some vegetables next time he went to the city so that Ruyilou could make a small profit.
The boss was happy and packed two trays of buns for a few people, and said he would treat them next time.
Ling Weicun nodded, took a few people to stroll around the nearby shops, bought a lot of food and daily necessities, and then returned.
Thinking of Song Lizheng whom he met on the road, he wrapped two buns in oil paper and planned to give them to him to try.
But she found that the person had not returned. Aunt Song was so anxious that blisters appeared on the corners of her mouth.
"They've been out for four or five hours. Could they have fallen into a snow pit?"
Ling Weicun felt a chill all over his body and felt a little anxious.
I'm not afraid of anything else in winter, but I'm afraid of snow pits. They're invisible, but if you step on them, you might get a skin cut or even break an arm or leg.
Moreover, the snow pits are very deep, often one or two people tall.
It’s okay if you have companions around you, but if there’s no one, well, you can only fend for yourself where you are.
Ling Weicun was worried that something might happen to Song Lizheng, so he quickly asked Ling San to go find someone. Seeing that the weather was getting bad, Ling San suggested that they go home first.
"Third Master, I'll take you back first. The eldest master and the fourth young master's legs can't stand the bumps. I'll drive alone later, and it will be faster!"
Only then did Ling Weicun realize that there were two injured people in the car.
He nodded and handed the frozen buns to Aunt Song: "Please warm them up first. They will be ready to eat when the headman comes back!"
Aunt Song nodded quickly and went back to the kitchen to get two pancakes. "They're still warm in the pot. Take them. If anything happens to them, they'll probably be hungry!"
Ling San nodded and put the pancake into his arms. The warm feeling warmed his body.
Fortunately, I was wearing warm clothes in winter, so I didn't get blisters. After sending the masters back to the big blue brick and tile house, I went out to look for someone.
After Ling Weiyuan and Ling Jihao returned home, all they felt was excitement in their heads and soreness and pain in their legs.
The old lady was afraid something might happen, so she asked Dr. Cheng to come.
After the examination, Doctor Cheng glared at the two of them with a look of frustration: "Don't you know what's going on outside? Can't you just be quiet?"
As he spoke, he took out silver needles and gave them several injections. He also asked someone to prepare a medicinal bath to force out the coldness in the bones.
Chi Xingyue wanted to join in the fun, but was stopped by Ling Jiheng.
I thought to myself, what's so good about hairy legs? If I want to see something, I have to see his!
Chi Xingyue snorted coldly and ignored the other party.
I glanced at the calendar in my space and found that today was Christmas Eve according to the Gregorian calendar.
If this happened in my previous life, I would definitely go out to eat, drink and have fun. But now I'd rather stay at home. I don't care about those foreign festivals.
Chi Xingyue pouted and sank her soul into space. She picked a few apples and planned to make some apple pie for a good omen.
When Ling Jiheng saw that her breathing was steady and she was motionless, he knew that his young wife had gone to her magical space again.
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