The fifth day of the first lunar month.
Wang Da also came back. He was supposed to be home the day before yesterday, but he encountered heavy snow on the way and his horse could not move, so he was a few days late.
"Miss, Chen Yan was bought by his former servant," Wang Dadao said, "and that man took him to Changwu City."
"Changwu City?" Song Yuehua asked, "Is it far from here?"
Wang Da sat by the stove, warming his hands, and said, "It's not far. It's right next to Lianzhou City. It only takes a day for a carriage to get there."
Bought by a former servant, I guess he was saved.
Song Yuehua thought that she would go there to see him after the ice and snow on the road melted a little.
Xiaoyu returned the gold medal that Chen Yan gave her to Song Yuehua. Now that she is returning it, it can be considered as returning it to its original owner.
Xiaoyu and Qi Zi went to see Madam Nie early in the morning, carrying their embroidery frames. Since returning home, Xiaoyu has been embroidering six screens.
It was almost noon when the two of them returned carefully, using bamboo poles to avoid the icy road.
Just as I arrived at the door, I happened to meet Zhou Dafu.
"Xiao Yu, that's great. If you can tell me something, I won't go in." Zhou Dafu rubbed his hands.
Xiaoyu's face flushed red, and she blew air into her palms and said, "Uncle Dafu, go in and have some hot tea to warm yourself up. Sister is at home, just tell her if you have anything to say."
"No," Zhou Dafu leaned on the long pole, afraid that his feet would slip. A cloud of white mist appeared in front of him as he spoke.
"On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, the son of the Zhou family will get married. All the villagers will go to the wedding banquet. You tell Daya that I will notify the families at the end of the village. I will go back to warm myself by the fire after they leave."
"Okay," Xiaoyu watched Zhou Dafu slip twice, and she was so scared that she stretched out her hand and wanted to help him, "Uncle Dafu, please walk slowly, don't rush."
Zhou Dafu laughed and said, "Don't worry, don't worry, go back quickly."
After returning home, Xiaoyu helped Qi Zi put down the things on her back, and Song Yuehua urged them to get on the kang to warm up.
After warming herself up, Xiaoyu told Song Yuehua about her encounter with Uncle Dafu and the wedding banquet on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month.
"Zhou Zheng?"
Song Yuehua knew that there was a child who had done well in school and later became an apprentice in a kiln.
He fled early due to the drought in recent years and no one knew when he returned to the village, but now he is going to attend his wedding.
Xiaoyu sat on the kang and covered her feet, sorting the silk threads while saying, "I heard that the girl is the daughter of his master, and he recruited a lot of apprentices that time. This Zhou Zheng is not bad looking, and he can read and count, which makes people look at him differently. It just so happens that there is a daughter at home who is suitable for him, so it's a good opportunity for them to get married this year."
Song Yuehua turned around and looked at Xiaoyu. "How long have you been back? How do you know everything?"
Qi Zi, who was helping to sort out the wires, also laughed when she heard this.
Xiaoyu smiled and said, "I went to Master's place these few days, and Zhang Dandan told us everything, so he naturally knows more than Sister."
After saying that, Xiaoyu glanced at the kang bed next to her and asked, "Are Dabao and Xiaobao not at home?"
"Xiaobao is playing chess with Master Yi next door, and Dabao seems to have gone to the compound to look for Baishu." Song Yuehua said.
Xiaoyu knows that Xiaobao loves playing chess. After all, Dabao is not looking for the white book for studying!
When Xiaoyu said this jokingly, Song Yuehua nodded and said, "Yes, I went to ask about homework. In the compound, besides Bai Shu, there are also Lan Yu and Wei Feng. It's good to ask more."
"This is really... strange." Xiaoyu said with a smile.
The weather was so cold that Song Yuehua and Qi Zi cooked some rice porridge, steamed some bacon and eggs on it, and paired it with the pickled beans in the jar, and that was their meal.
No ice on your hands and no dirty countertops.
After lunch, the two of them went to look for Madam Nie again. Song Yuehua saw that it was really tiring for them to run around, so she spoke to them.
"Forget about tonight. If you're going again tomorrow, don't come back at noon. Bring some vegetables with you in the morning and ask Sister Liu to prepare them together. You'll have to walk back and forth a lot, and I'm afraid you'll fall."
"We are not old people, we can just fall if we want to,"
Xiaoyu said, "Sister, don't always think about saving trouble. It's New Year's Day and it's not right for no one to be home. Dabao and Xiaobao won't be home for dinner. If we don't come back, you'll be too pitiful alone."
Song Yuehua waved her hand and said, "Go, go, and stop saying things I don't like to hear."
After they left, Song Yuehua was the only one at home, and it was indeed a bit boring.
When Duan Yidao came in, he saw Song Yuehua making a snowman in the front yard...
After being discovered, Song Yuehua smiled and waved at him. When Duan Yidao arrived in front of the snowman, she asked, "How is it? Does it look like you?"
“Is this me?”
Duan Yidao pointed at the snowman and said in disbelief, "It's so ugly, how does it look like me?"
"Just wait," Song Yuehua said as she drew a scar on the snowman's face with a branch, "Now it looks like it."
Duan Yidao, "..."
After the joke, Song Yuehua asked Duan Yidao to sit in front of the stove and light a fire to warm up the room and also to boil some hot water for tea.
"Is Ji Ming back too?" Song Yuehua took a jar of wine from under the stove and poured a bowl for Duan Yidao.
"I just arrived in the village," Duan Yidao drank a bowl of wine, slurped it loudly, and handed the bowl over again.
Song Yuehua poured him another bowl and asked, "How is the Guan family doing?"
"Cut a few and exile the rest," Duan Yidao only drank half a bowl this time.
Song Yuehua asked, holding the wine jar, "Guan Xiaodie was not affected, right?"
"No," Duan Yidao said with his eyes red, "She asked to go into the Taoist temple on her own initiative. That guy waited in front of Yuqing Temple for a whole day and night, but he didn't see her."
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