Enter the Room

  Chapter 61

  The woman, who looked about forty years old, didn't make a sound when she heard the words, but looked at Song Jiyun vigilantly, and tugged on the man's sleeve.

  The man was about her age, tightened the ax in his hand, ignored Song Jiyun, but asked Yuan Yunzhong behind her: "Where did you come from? How did you get lost?"

Seeing him, Yuan Yunzhong took two steps forward, put Song Jiyun behind him, and said, "We come from Suzhou Mansion. When we got off the bus for a rest, the coachman took our luggage and ran away with the mule cart. We chased him all the way. Come here, the mule cart didn't catch up, and I don't know where I am!"

  The man kept looking at them when Yuan Yunzhong was speaking.

  Maybe they don't look like bad guys. After Yuan Yunzhong finished speaking, his expression gradually relaxed, and he said, "You guys are going to Jingdezhen to seek relatives! That's a bit far away. It's thirty or forty miles away from here!"

  Yuan Yunzhong and Song Jiyun couldn't help but glance at each other.

  Jingdezhen is less than two miles away from Liang County. Arriving in Jingdezhen is equivalent to arriving in Liang County.

   I didn't expect them to go farther and farther.

  The man showed them the way: "Did you see the path at the foot of the mountain? Go straight along that path, turn over two mountains, and you will see the post road, and you will arrive at Jingdezhen."

  Cross two mountains!

  Yuan Yunzhong asked without thinking, "Are there any other roads nearby?"

  The man shook his head and said, "I only know this road. People in our village also take this road when they leave the mountain."

  Yuan Yunzhong glanced at Song Jiyun's feet and said, "Is there anyone in your village who can stay overnight? We want to stay overnight."

   "No!" The man said immediately, rejecting him very simply.

  Yuan Yunzhong was a little surprised, but still smiled at the two of them, bowed his hands and saluted, said "Thank you", and said, "Is there a Town God's Temple or a Earth Temple in the village?"

  Of course he doesn't believe men's words, but it's human nature to be wary of them when we meet by chance.

  Since he doesn’t want to spend the night, he will rest in the Temple of the City God or the Earth Temple first, and then talk about it after dawn.

   "No..." The man just uttered a word, but the woman stopped him by pulling his sleeve.

  She smiled embarrassedly at Song Jiyun and Yuan Yunzhong, dragged the man aside, and said in a low voice: "Father, let these two stay at our house for one night!"

  The man glanced at the two of them, but did not speak.

  The woman said: "Don't you forget what we are doing up the mountain?"

  The man hesitated.

The woman continued: "Even if we don't keep them, they can still go to the village. What's more, these two people look like the young lady who is in trouble from a rich family. people."

  The man is persuaded by the woman and agrees.

  The woman walked over with a smile, and said to Song Jiyun and Yuan Yunzhong: "It's not that I, the head of the family, don't want to keep you, it's that the house at home is a bit small, and I'm afraid I'll offend the two nobles."

  The man and the woman thought their voices were low enough, but Yuan Yunzhong had a good hearing and could hear clearly.

  No matter what the reason for these two people to take them in, that is someone else's business.

   Let them settle down, Yuan Yunzhong still thanked him again and again.

  When the man saw it, his expression became more kind, and he took the initiative to say: "Our name here is Zhaojiaji. My surname is Zhao, and I rank seventh. You can call me Zhao Qi."

  He also introduced the woman and said: "This is my wife, if you don't mind, just call her Mrs. Zhao Qi."

  Yuan Yunzhong nodded, as a greeting.

  Song Jiyun affectionately called the woman "Sister Zhao Qi".

  Ms. Zhao Qi smiled heartily at her.

  Zhao Qishu stopped chopping and led them down the mountain with an ax on his shoulder.

  On the way, Zhao Qi asked Yuan Yunzhong curiously: "I don't think you came from a small family. Why did you go to Jingdezhen to seek relatives?"

  Yuan Yunzhong said: "I can draw. I happen to have an uncle who works as a painter in Jingdezhen. I was thinking about finding a job with my uncle."

   "Oh! This is a good craft!" Zhao Qi said enviously, "The painters in the kiln are the most difficult to recruit. If you can really paint, you will have nothing to worry about in this life."

  Yuan Yunzhong said modestly: "No, I just want to make a living!"

  Zhao Qi asked Yuan Yunzhong: "Then what are you good at painting? Figures? Flowers and birds? Or landscapes?"

   This is not like a question that an ordinary farmer can ask.

  He looked at Zhao Qi calmly, and said: "I am good at painting flowers and birds, but I can also do landscapes. Characters are not good."

  The coarse cloth is short and brown, the hands are cracked and rough, and the nails are dark. They don't look like people who have read books.

   But there are exceptions.

  Yuan Yunzhong secretly paid attention.

  Song Jiyun and Zhao Qisao, who were walking behind them, were also talking in low voices.

   "Your brother looks really good!" Zhao Qisao said with emotion, "Like a golden boy under the seat of Guanyin Bodhisattva!"

  Song Jiyun glanced at Yuan Yunzhong.

  Even if she falls from the hillside, she still looks like a dragon and a phoenix, a man of talent.

  She couldn't help laughing: "Everyone says so."

  Sister-in-law Zhao took a look at Song Jiyun.

  Song Jiyun said: "What's wrong?"

   "Nothing! Nothing!" Zhao Wusao waved her hands repeatedly and said, "You and your brother don't look very much alike."

   This is a bit heartbreaking.

  Song Jiyun smiled and said: "My brother is like my mother, and I am like my father."

   "No wonder!" Zhao Qisao asked again, "Then is your brother married?"

  Song Jiyun was stunned, and said after a while: "Not married yet. However, we are engaged!"

  Don't walk around in other people's villages once, and be taken a fancy to by the village flowers, and you will get troubled.

   Zhao Wusao said with emotion after hearing this: "I don't know what kind of lady is worthy of your brother."

   I really like Won Yoon Joong's appearance.

  Song Cuiyun thought of Qian.

   I also fell in love with Yuan Yunzhong as soon as I saw him.

  She couldn't help but smile.

  When we got to the foot of the mountain, apart from a rough dirt road, we also parked an ox cart and piled up more than half of the cart's pine branches. Under the pine branches, there was a big tree weighing more than ten feet, which happened to be the material of a beam.

  She couldn't help but look a few more times.

  Yuan Yunzhong said to Zhao Qi and his wife: "My sister has blisters on her feet, can I take your bullock cart back?"

  Zhao Qi and his wife were taken aback for a moment. Although they were heartbroken, it could be seen that Song Jiyun's skin was better than snow, so they agreed.

  Song Jiyun didn't think it was necessary.

  Yuan Yunzhong insisted on asking her to take the car.

   She didn't want to disappoint others' kindness, so she thanked Yuan Yunzhong, and was supported by Mrs. Zhao Qiqi to sit on the shaft of the car.

  Zhao Qi led the cow, continued to talk to Yuan Yunzhong, and asked things like "what's your last name" and "how many people are there in Youli".

  Yuan Yunzhong responded half-truthfully, but arrived at the village in just half a bowl of tea.

  Zhao Qi’s house is at the entrance of the village. The house is not big, with three main rooms and two side rooms on the left and right, surrounded by a small courtyard.

  But whether it is a house or a courtyard, they are all made of bricks.

   After entering the door, even the floor is covered with bricks.

  Looking at the houses next door, no matter how big or small they are, they are all made of bricks.

  Even the roads in the village are covered with brick slag.

  Song Jiyun frowned vaguely.

  The yard of Zhao Qi’s house was tidy and tidy, but half of the pine branches were piled up in the yard, which was a little out of harmony.

  Zhao Qi was unloading firewood in the yard.

Mrs. Zhao Qi invited them to sit down in the main room, served them big leaf tea, and said warmly: "You guys haven't had dinner yet, right? I still have some steamed buns with Erhe noodles at home. I'll take them out and steam them for you. Crack an egg to make loofah soup, and you can make do with it first."

  Song Jiyun hurriedly said: "No need, we've had dinner. Just stay with you for one night."

   She usually doesn't eat food from strangers.

   After finishing speaking, he took a deep look at Yuan Yunzhong.

  Yuan Yunzhong didn't even drink tea.

  Ms. Zhao Qi was quite surprised, but she didn't force it, and said, "You guys sit down. I'll go and clean up the east wing. You'll rest there tonight."

  Yuan Yunzhong nodded, but Song Jiyun followed.

   After hesitating for a long time, I edited the article according to my feeling.

   This article is quite difficult to write. I wanted to write a full emotional line, but because of my habit, I would always unconsciously go back to my parents. Sometimes when you write 10,000 words, you can only leave 2,000 words...

   It is difficult to save the manuscript in this way of writing. I just want to ask for everyone's opinions. If there is no way to update on the same day again, are you willing to read a draft first, or take a leave?

  (end of this chapter)