This little girl, although young, has a big temper. Since leaving the capital, she has been angry with him almost every day, and these past few days, she has been glaring at him for no reason.
Pang Yi pursed his lips helplessly and smiled, but as he smiled he stopped smiling.
It should be three or four days before they reach Chenjiatun. This angry little girl will probably never make him angry again. She doesn't need him to watch her sleep, let alone bake her shoes and socks.
Pang Yi felt that his brain must be burnt out, otherwise, how could he think of such a mess?
Zhong Mingwei was his master, and Xiao An was his woman, even if she was his concubine. Even if she was not necessarily favored by Zhong Mingwei, so what? How could a subordinate like him dare to dream of that?
Pang Yi, ah Pang Yi, you are really confused.
Pang Yi pursed his lips bitterly, and suddenly lashed the horse's butt with the whip in his hand: "Gee, gee, gee!"
The horse neighed and ran forward with all its might.
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Pang Yi fell ill. After the carriage had traveled through the wilderness for three hours and finally arrived at a remote village, Pang Yi could no longer hold on and pulled the reins to stop the carriage. Then, amid Xiao An's screams, Pang Yi fell off the carriage with a "thump".
"Guard Pang! Guard Pang!" Xiao An got off the carriage in a hurry. She squatted in front of Pang Yi and patted his face, but Pang Yi didn't respond. Xiao An was so scared that she couldn't speak clearly, "Pang...Guard Pang, what's wrong with you? Can you please say something? What should I do? What should I do..."
"Madam," a woman in her fifties or sixties who was out fetching firewood saw what was happening at the door and was startled. She hurried over and said, "Madam, what happened to your husband?"
"I don't know. I was driving the car smoothly and suddenly it fell down." Xiao An wiped her tears, looked up at the aunt and begged, "Aunt, can we stay at your house? I'll pay you!"
"It doesn't matter whether it's money or not, just don't look down on our simple home. You can tell from the looks of it that you come from a wealthy family," the aunt looked at Xiao An and Pang Yi's clothes, then said to Xiao An, "Wait a minute, I'll call my husband to help your husband."
"...Okay, thank you." Xiao Anshi heard how the aunt addressed her and Pang Yi, and her face immediately turned red. But she couldn't explain it to the aunt. How else could she explain it? Say that they had no relationship, just the relationship of escort and escorted? Xiao Anshi herself felt that it was too confusing, not to mention the aunt.
"I don't want to take advantage of you. It's just that the aunt misunderstood me. Besides, with your untidy appearance, I don't want to take advantage of you," the aunt went back to call for help. When Xiao An looked at Pang Yi again, she immediately became a little embarrassed. She muttered softly and pouted, "Don't even think about taking advantage of me..."
A snowflake fell on Pang Yi's eyelashes, and Pang Yi's eyelids moved. Xiao An thought Pang Yi had woken up, and was so scared that she hurriedly stepped back and then sat down on the ground.
“Sizzle!”
Following a crisp tearing sound, Xiao An looked blankly at her cotton trousers which were torn into a long hole.
"Ah! Why am I so unlucky?" Xiao An was about to collapse. When she left Beijing, the weather was not very cold, so she brought a pair of thick cotton trousers with her. She didn't know that Ningguta would be so cold. So since she entered Ningguta, she has been wearing large cotton trousers over small cotton trousers. She didn't know that this pair of thick cotton trousers would be heroically sacrificed in such a remote village.
"It's all your fault!" Xiao An looked angrily at Pang Yi who was still unconscious, then looked at the long cut. Just as she was worrying, she heard the loud voice of her aunt behind her. Xiao An then hurriedly covered the cut on her pants and stood up.
"Madam, this is my man, Da Zhuang," the aunt pointed to the honest man beside her and introduced him to Xiao An. Without waiting for Xiao An to reply, the man squatted down and helped Pang Yi up, then carried Pang Yi on his back with great effort. The aunt went over to lead the carriage, while raising her chin to Xiao An, "Madam, go and help your man!"
"Ah... yes!" Xiao An was busy covering her pants while following him awkwardly and supporting Pang Yi's back.
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