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Chapter 120 Extreme Pull
Hurry up and leave the city before the curfew, sit in the mule cart, watch the sky turn and the stars move, and there is silence around.

Suo'er leaned against the edge of the car frame with wide eyes, lifted the curtain, and saw several stars connected in a line at the end of the sky, and excitedly prepared to ask his shopkeeper to take a look together, but when he turned his head, he saw his shopkeeper Tilting his head and leaning against it, he fell asleep like a pig in a few breaths.

Suo'er distressedly took off her coat and put it on her shopkeeper, folded her arms and half opened the curtain and asked, "Brother Dog, when can we get home?"

On Tuesday, the dog whipped his whip, "Don't dare to go fast on the mountain road, go home at dawn!"

Suo'er let out an "oh", and poked his head out again, "Brother Gou, hurry up, the shopkeeper just fell asleep, and the shopkeeper hasn't slept much these days."

On Tuesday, the dog waved its hands indiscriminately, "I know, I know. You are the only one who is sensible!"

While perfunctory, Tuesday Dog secretly straightened his back, twisted the rein several times and firmly held it in his palm.

Xian Jin's later generations have a habit of falling asleep when getting in the car and waking up when parking, which is very suitable for participating in the sunset red tour group.

As soon as the mule cart stopped, Xian Jin opened his eyes in a daze, opened the curtain of the car, and saw the gate plaque of "Youzhou" vaguely in the faint sunlight.

It's still Qiao Shanchang's character.

Xian Jin pursed his lips and turned to Zhou Zhougou, "No entry?"

If the curfew is not over, the city gate will not let you enter.

Xian Jin was ready to stay outside the city gate, "I remember there is an inn three to five miles away, why don't we go there and rest?"

Unexpectedly, before the dog could speak on Tuesday, he heard the respectful voice of the gatekeeper from outside the carriage, "Is it the shopkeeper He of 'Chen Ji'?"

On Tuesday, the dog let out an "ah", not quite used to such a nice attitude of the gatekeepers.

Then he heard the city gate "creak" and opened a narrow gap just for her, which was enough for a mule cart to pass through. Xian Jin raised the curtain of the cart and squinted his eyes to look around. He saw Chen Jianfang standing with his hands behind him under the huge lantern, Slightly bowing the head, the lower jaw is hidden under the warm eyebrows, like a carefully drawn oval, without edges, corners and sharpness.

The Xianjin man woke up, but he blurted out, "It's so early in the morning, what are you doing here? Hunting ghosts or catching chickens?"

As soon as Chen Jianfang raised his head, Xian Jin was sticking to the car window in a daze, with a line of suspicious shiny liquid hanging from the corner of his mouth, and a subtle emotion arose in his heart - the little girl didn't come home all night, and he was so anxious that he was waiting at the gate of the city. After waiting for three hours, he spent the night with the soldiers guarding the city. Afterwards, the soldiers all went to sleep. He didn't dare, because he was afraid that no one would open the door when they came back.

she is fine
— There is still a line of saliva hanging from the side of the mouth.

Chen Jianfang turned his head and cupped his hands to the soldier guarding the gate, "Thank you for opening the gate." He handed out a silver dime.

The soldier accepted it with a smile, and bowed lower than Chen Jianfang, "You are welcome, you are welcome!"

The attitude is very respectful.

Money is one thing.

What matters is people.

I haven't heard that there are rumors in the county that Qingcheng Mountain Courtyard has collapsed, and the scholars inside are scattered like birds and beasts. Now scholars in the entire county are pointing to the Chen family, the Erlang Jun, to read their achievements-it's just a small matter of opening the city gate three quarters in advance. , early opening is also open, late opening is also open, why not sell Hope Star to save face?

The gate of the city was closed, and the gate of the city was bustling with people waiting to line up to go out of the city to go to the market, and there were also vendors doing breakfast business.

Xian Jin smelled the oily and fragrant smell in the air, and took a deep breath.

"Are you hungry?" Chen Jianfang's voice sounded from the mule cart at the right time.

Why are you not hungry?
When you are a guest at a big man's house, you can't keep eating all the time.

A dung beetle, holding a bowl, ate three bowls of rice.

This picture is too beautiful.

Xian Jin rubbed his belly, raised the curtain to look at the breakfast stand with deep-fried fried dough sticks and sesame balls in a big oil pan, then looked at Hope Star with a calm expression, and followed the mule cart with his head slightly lowered.

Why doesn't he get in the car?
The first question popped up in Xian Jin's mind.

He was going to follow the mule cart all the way back to the old house?

Xian Jin slowly had a second question.

"Let's go eat soy milk and fried dough sticks." Xian Jin pursed his lips and smiled, stopped Tuesday Dog, lifted his skirt for three steps and took two steps to jump off the mule cart, and walked towards Chen Jianfang on his own initiative.

Since he is going to walk, let's walk together.

She is not lame.

Xian Jin told Zhou Gou and Suo'er to go back first, "...Go back to catch up on sleep, they all drove all night!"

After Xianjin left, the dog drove the mule cart on Tuesday, waking up like a dream, "That's not right."

On Tuesday, the dog resented, "We can also eat soy milk and fried dough sticks, and then go back to catch up on sleep!"

Suo'er was stunned for a moment, it was rare for him to share a common hatred with the dog on Tuesday, "Why does the shopkeeper eat alone!"

Xianjin and Chen Jianfang, who ate alone, each ordered a bowl of soy milk and two deep-fried dough sticks. Tear the fried dough sticks into small pieces and put them in the soy milk.

The deep-fried dough sticks are soaked in soy milk, and when picked up with chopsticks, the crispy shell has not yet softened completely, but the air holes produced by fermentation inside are wrapped in soy milk like a delicious sponge.

Xian Jin sat next to the workers who got up early and took small bites, working quickly.

Chen Jianfang didn't sleep all night, and his appetite didn't whet, so he silently scooped up a small plate of sour bamboo shoots and put them in front of Xianjin.

The Star of Hope is still very good!

Save your mouth on hospitality and take good care of you.

He really, she cried to death!
Xian Jin raised his head and smiled at Hope Star.

Chen Jianfang laughed involuntarily.

It seems that the struggle half a month ago was canceled tacitly in the fireworks of fried dough sticks and soy milk.

After Xian Jin finished eating, Chen Jianfang put his hands on his knees and asked, "Walk all night yesterday?"

Xian Jin nodded, "It's the official way, Brother Ergou will take the lead, ordinary people don't dare to cause trouble."

Probably because of the good food, on Tuesday the dog got bigger and bigger this year.

It felt like he could even lift Li Sanshun up with one hand.

It makes people feel very safe.

In addition, the official road was still within the jurisdiction of Xuancheng Mansion, and there were no bandits in Baochanduo Temple, so Xianjin dared to drive overnight...

Seeing that the little girl didn't take it seriously, Chen Jianfang couldn't help feeling bored, thinking of the cup of cold tea, and then thinking of the little girl's determination to drink the cold tea with her head up...

"If you need it, you can tell me in advance, and I will accompany you."

Chen Jianfang was terrified when he said these words. He really didn't know if the little girl would lose her temper like cold tea after she finished speaking. , and have the right to relax."

Chen Jianfang was holding the rim of the bowl of soy milk, and it took a while to hear the little girl's words with a smile, "Okay, I'll call you next time!"

With a "thump", Chen Jianfang felt as if a stone fell to the ground.

He lowered his eyebrows to hide the relaxation in his eyes, and then looked sideways to see that Jin was drinking soy milk and eating deep-fried dough sticks in high spirits from the corner of his eyes.

Chen Jianfang let out a long breath in his heart.

Maybe, instead of gonging and drumming face to face, he and Xian Jin could tear apart the herbal tea that day?

The past is the past.

Maybe the little girl was not happy that day;

Maybe the little girl just wanted to drink that bowl of herbal tea;
Maybe there are other insignificant reasons...

Torn it apart now, it would be uncomfortable with the passage of time.

Chen Jianfang changed the subject according to his intention, "So you saw the prefect of Xiong?"

Xian Jin was taken aback for a moment, then said with a smile, "I see, he looks like a senior who has been in the officialdom for a long time, knows the world but not the world..."

Chen Jianfang could not help but feel happy that the relationship between the two of them had returned to normal when he heard Xian Jin's tone revealing the obvious ease.

While he was happy, he didn't know that he seemed to have missed the fleeting sigh in Xian Jin's eyes.

　I finished writing yesterday, but the last point has been unsatisfactory. I feel that I haven’t stretched the limit between men and women, so I have been changing~
　　I don't know if I have expressed clearly what I want to convey now...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)