I promise

Chapter 315

The steamed cakes are big and the ingredients are honest, one piece is enough to fill you up.Mu Dianke ate a piece of semi-steamed cake, and his stomach was already a little distended, so he wrapped the remaining half in oiled paper, put it in a rattan basket, and carried the basket to the bridge.

Those few people are still struggling to push the cart.

Standing on the bridge arch, Mu Dianke looked at the steepness of the slope, walked to the grain truck, bent down to check the body structure, and asked, "How thick is the floor of this truck?"

The old man surnamed Feng said: "It's thick, it's nailed with three or four layers of boards, it won't break."

While panting heavily, grabbing his coat to wipe away his sweat, he asked in amazement, "What is the little girl asking about this, but what good idea did she think of?"

Mu Dian really didn't like the title "Xiao Nizi". Seeing that the old man had a friendly face and was an elderly man, it was not easy to argue with him.

Putting the basket and umbrella at the foot of the bridge railing, he stretched his arms and slid down the stone bridge.Touching the water with my toes, I flew three or four feet away, and stopped among a group of boats moored under the shade of willows.

Hearing a cheer from behind: "So light work!"

Mu Dianke was as light as a swallow, walking back and forth on the moored boat, picked up five or six sticks of strong bamboo wormwood, and piled them on a small boat.

Holding a long wormwood in both hands, the tip of the wormwood drew a water mark on the river, and rowed towards the stone arch bridge.

Those young people stopped pushing the carts and leaned over the railing of the stone bridge to look down.

A man in a brown gown looked at Mu Dianke's lightness and agility, and he rowed back in two or three strokes. He couldn't help but admire: "Young lady's skill is so handsome!"

The laughter is hearty, and there is a sense of familiarity.

Mu Dian was not used to being so close to strangers, so he frowned slightly and refused to answer his words.

The young man couldn't help being a little embarrassed, reached out and touched his nose, and laughed to himself twice, "Hehe".

Mu Dianke parked the boat under the stone bridge, handed up the long wormwood, and asked, "Are you all good at martial arts?"

The young man in the bamboo green shirt pointed to the man in the brown robe and the other man in the gray jacket, and said with a smile: "The two of them are good at martial arts, I am a useless scholar."

The young man in the gray short jacket also smiled and said, "Showing fists and embroidered legs, it's not worth mentioning. It's not as good as a girl."

Mu Dianke looked at the behavior and conversation of several people, they were all humble, gentle and polite, and his affection deepened a bit.

Flying up to the bridge arch, he said, "Bring that bundle of rope over here."

The man in the stone green long gown was startled for a moment, then said: "Okay."

Just go to untie the rope tied to the shaft.

I don't know why, this woman looks young and gentle, but she speaks and acts like an elder, which is inexplicably convincing, and she can't help but do what she says.

The man smiled and said: "What good idea does the girl have? Just speaking, these rough jobs should be done by men."

Mu Dian didn't think so. If she had the time to explain clearly, she would have done it by herself.

He took out the dagger from his sleeve, quickly untied the long rope, cut several pieces, and divided the six long wormwood into three groups, and each group was tied together with ropes side by side.

Then the connected Artemisia clumps were placed on both sides of the grain truck, and stretched in from the front floor.

The man in the stone green long gown understood it now, and suddenly realized: "It's like pounding rice to get water, using a pole to borrow strength, a girl is so smart!"

Then he asked the other two young men to hold a wormwood each, and asked the coachman to get on the cart and steer the horse quickly.

After shouting the slogan "one, two, three", the coachman swung his whip, and the two young men in maroon gowns and gray jackets flew up, holding Changhao in their hands and exerting force together.

Artemisia longis bent in the middle, making a crackling sound.Because the three branches are connected in parallel, they restrain and leverage each other, and even under great force, they hold it without breaking.

The front body of the car was pried up by Artemisia bamboo, driving the wheels to pull out the mud, hanging in the air, just flattening the square stone at the end of the arch bridge.

The steed in front ran forward, the wheel hit the stone ridge, bumped heavily, the body shook violently a few times, stabilized, the front wheel was already on the stone bridge slope.

The two young men quickly abandoned Hao, jumped behind the cart, and pushed the cart hard together with Mu Dianke and others.

There was another heavy bump, and the rear wheel also got on the bridge.

The old man surnamed Feng twitched his white beard and said, "Xiao Nizi is a smart girl."

The man in the stone blue gown also smiled and cupped his hands: "Thank you for your help, Miss. I'm sorry, may I ask which family Miss is from?"

Mu Dian didn't want to make troubles, so he said indifferently: "People in the countryside, their names are tasteless, so don't ask."

Picking up the rattan basket to leave, I heard someone calling from a distance: "Miss Nian?"

Looking back, I saw that Zhou Gang and his party were driving an ox cart to this side.

Zhou Gang took a few steps forward, and said pleasantly, "I said, looking at the image, it turns out that it is really Miss Nian."

While talking, he unpacked his burden, took out a bulging bag of silver nudes, and said: "Early this morning, Boss Nian sent someone to deliver the wages, and the person who delivered the money walked so fast that he couldn't even scream. The extra ten Two more, I was wondering how to return it.”

Mu Dian was a little surprised.

Zhou Gang recruited these farmers to form a convoy. During the slack season, he used the cattle to help people pull goods, and earned some hard money in the wind and rain.A dozen taels of silver was not a small sum for them.

Logically speaking, the money was neither stolen nor robbed by them, it was given by Xu Younan.They only need to feel at ease to part with it, so why bother thinking about getting it back?
Mu Dianke was touched in his heart, and said, "Uncle said that he troubled all the strong men to drive on the road in heavy rain, and I feel very sorry. This is extra money for treating everyone to a drink. Team leader Zhou just feel free to accept it."

Zhou Gang said: "How did this happen? Boss Nian is generous, he bought wine and meat, and never treated everyone badly. How come he asked for extra money."

While talking, the strong men behind also drove up and followed, and they said yes.

Mu Dianke said: "Uncle is sincere, and I hope you don't refuse. In the future, we will have to trouble you when we transport goods on the Chuzhou Road."

Only then did Zhou Gang and the others accept it gratefully, and repeatedly said that if they had any errands in the future, they would definitely find them and they would not take any money.

When Mu Dian saw that Zhou was able to speak well, he picked up flattering words and thought it was a trick, so he really didn't like it.

But he didn't want to be such a simple-minded person, his impression was greatly changed, and he responded with a smile.

Thinking of something, he asked, "Has that fellow village leader Zhou found any relatives?"

Zhou Gang sighed, and said: "I found it, but the relative's family got the plague the night before yesterday, and it is said that they were sent for diagnosis and treatment, but their whereabouts are unknown.

Fortunately, Wu Shan—”

Pointing to a slightly thin dark man behind him, he said: "There is a house in his house, and the old lady lives alone, and it is quite spacious. Let Miss Li stay there temporarily until her relative recovers from illness. Say it again."

Mu Dian was a little surprised. The man named Wu Shan was not very old, but his face was weathered, his hands were covered with calluses, and his clothes were shabby, as if he came from a poor family.

The family has a house in Chuzhou city?

Xu Younan asked Yunyang to pretend to be a village girl, and specially arranged for a relative who was infected with the plague, and tried every means to get Yunyang to live in Wu Shan's house. It can be seen that Wu Shan has a lot to do.

It's just that it's not easy to inquire too much.

He said with a smile: "This Mr. Wu is really a warm-hearted and kind person."

Wu Shan said lightly: "It's a little effort." He seemed distant and silent.

Mu Dianke bid farewell to Zhou Gang and his party, and said goodbye to the old man surnamed Feng and the man in the bamboo green shirt, and walked straight back.

A few doctors with medicine boxes on their backs rushed past and reminded her:

Xu Younan also asked her to do something.

(End of this chapter)