Food in the Song Dynasty: My System Connects Mountains and Seas

Chapter 132
At the first moment of the hour, Miss Lu bid farewell to Mrs. Lu and the elders of the Li family, and boarded the carriage for the return journey.

Mrs. Li personally delivered it to the gate of the mansion. Looking at the chariots and horses going away, her eyes were red with reluctance. When people are getting old, the worst thing to see is parting.

When the motorcade arrived at the city gate, Wen Shu heard someone calling her, lifted the curtain and looked out, and saw Chu Hong riding a horse, smiling and waving to her.

"How did you come?"

"You are leaving, can I not come to deliver it?" Chu Hong rode over, threw a small bundle through the window and handed it to her: "Don't you like red bean cakes, I asked the kitchen to make some for you , take it with you to eat on the road.”

"Thank you, I will definitely eat them all."

"Already in Beijing, remember to write a letter. If there is anything delicious and interesting in the capital, don't forget to send me a copy."

"Understood, you go back quickly, we are leaving too."

It was getting late, and Wen Shu didn't want to miss the time for the convoy to enter the city at night because she was alone.

"Okay, I'll see you off for thousands of miles. I have to say goodbye at the end. I'll send you here, and have a smooth journey." Chu Hong smiled and waved his hands.

"Take care of yourself."

"Take care of yourself."

As the next stop, Hejian Mansion, was far away, the carriage hurried away as soon as it left Cangzhou.Seeing Lu Xing Wandian's discomfort, Wen Shu found a topic to divert her attention.

Because it was a critical idea, she didn't know what to say, so she could only think of what to say, from the most ordinary people's life, slowly talking about some anecdotes and strange things in the world.

"Since then, the family has seen that everything is not going well. Later, I found an expert to look at it, and found out that the carpenter who offended earlier had a grudge. On the beam..."

Wen Shu was talking about a narrow-minded carpenter. Because the master's family offended him with a few words, he used Luban's spell to bring the master's family into decline.

"It really happened?" Miss Lu almost forgot the jolt of the carriage when she heard it.

"I've also heard people say, it's really not clear."

The rest of the journey went smoothly, except for a quarter of an hour stop to let the horses graze and drink water, the carriage never stopped.

After traveling in such a hurry for a day, before the sun set, the group finally arrived at the next town, Hanoi County under Hanoi Prefecture.

Because of being drugged last time, the steward of the Hou Mansion cautiously chose not to choose that inn this time, but chose another big inn.

After bumping in the carriage for a day, after checking into the inn, everyone rested after a hasty dinner.

Wen Shu was in good spirits, so he walked around the iron box again.

This time it went smoothly. During the practice of archery, I didn't encounter any beasts that were difficult to deal with, and I was lucky enough to shoot a pheasant.

Although it was a mistake, it also made Wen Shu excited for a while.

At dawn the next day, because the next town was relatively close, so there was no need to hurry, everyone slept for a while.

After breakfast, when he was about to leave, he passed by the hall downstairs, but he heard everyone talking about the fact that the eldest daughter of Hanoi Mansion Wang Tongpan was kidnapped by a strongman, ruining his innocence.

Miss Lu had just experienced this kind of thing not long ago, she was somewhat sensitive to it, upon hearing this, she stopped immediately.

When Wen Shu heard everyone describe what happened, why did he feel so familiar?
For some reason, Lu Yuancheng's stern face suddenly flashed across her mind, and she even vaguely felt that this matter had something to do with him.

According to what she knew about him, his sister had encountered such a thing, and he couldn't pretend that nothing happened.

That time when he rushed back to the cottage overnight, he must have asked what happened, but he didn't say a word afterwards. Now it seems that he might have secretly retaliated with an eye for an eye.

It is not unfounded for her to think so, after all, they were drugged in Hanoi Mansion, and according to the comments of these guests, the last time they stayed in the inn, it was the property of the Wang family.

So there are all kinds of connections, that Miss Wang is absolutely inseparable from this matter, and Mr. Lu is absolutely inseparable from her captivity.

She doesn't know what's going on here, and it's not easy to judge the right or wrong of the matter. She has never lived with that young lady Wang, and there is nothing else to do except to sigh for her in her heart.

Half an hour later, the convoy set off again.

Seeing Miss Lu who had been silent since getting in the car and kept pretending to read, but even turned the book backwards, Wen Shu sighed slightly.

She could tell that Miss Lu was so smart, and the person involved must have noticed it too, but she didn't know what state of mind she was in at the moment, did she feel sorry for Miss Wang?Or do you feel happy to relieve your hatred?
However, no matter what, it has nothing to do with her.

When they returned to the capital, she and Miss Lu were from two worlds.The eldest girl continues to go back to the Hou Mansion to live her rich life, and she also wants to continue her life.

Although the two of them are in the same city, they don't have too much intersection.

Speaking of which, this trip to Cangzhou was good for her. Not only did she gain a like-minded friend like Chu Hong, she also learned archery and horseback riding.

The journey has been boring and tedious, but fortunately the weather has gradually warmed up and the itinerary is not in a hurry.Sometimes I come down to rest and walk around.

Even on the way, Miss Lu would throw her a book and ask her to read it to pass the time.

Ten days later, when he saw the majestic city gate of Bianjing again, Wen Shu was so excited that he almost cried.

After a month's absence, she finally returned to this familiar place, and her father didn't know what he was doing?
After some inspections, the convoy drove into the city gate slowly, and when it was about to reach Xiaocha Lane, Wen Shu said goodbye to Miss Lu and got out of the car.

After getting off the car, she didn't go back to the shop directly, but went to the pharmacy to buy the waist support that her father had been thinking about for a long time but never got.

Half an hour later, the sun gradually disappeared in the sky, Wen Tai stopped the axe, looked at the gradually darkening sky, and sighed in frustration.

Putting the belongings back into the wooden box, he got up and walked to the door, picked up the door panel next to him, and planned to close the shop.

At this moment, a clear voice suddenly sounded from behind: "Father! I'm back!"

The hand that installed the door panel stopped, and Wen Tai turned his head in disbelief.

"I've been away for so long, does dad miss me?" Wen Shu jumped up a few steps, the smile on his face was as bright and brilliant as ever.

The corners of Wen Tai's mouth raised slightly, then he pursed it again, and said casually: "Is there anything to think about, I don't know how to worry if you are not here." As he spoke, he looked her up and down, frowned, and said, "Why are you so thin? Is my chin still round when I walked, but now it's pointy."

Wen Shu touched her fleshy chin, deeply wondering if there was something wrong with her father's eyes.

"It's not sharp! It's still round, feel it if you don't believe me."

"Not in shape." Wen Tai glared at her, and waved his hand in disgust: "Okay, okay, put your things away quickly, and when I close the shop door, we can go outside to eat together."

"Going out to eat? Dad, didn't you buy food?"

"You're not here, I can't eat much by myself, and I have to cook and cook. I'm too lazy to do it, anyway, there are food sellers in the alley every day, so I can just buy a couple of pancakes."

"Oh, what's the point of just eating cakes? Even if you don't want to make them, you should eat better. That's all, all right, close the shop quickly, and I'll take you to have a good meal."

Saying that, he hurriedly went to the backyard to put the burden.

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(End of this chapter)