Transfer Fubao four and a half years old

"There's just one thing. When grandpa, his fourth uncle, and his sister-in-law are reading books, Fu Bao can't make any noise."

Grandma Yan told her a rule and touched her neat little bun. The child had a lot of buns in the past few months, but her face and body were rounder, and her face trembled with the shaking of the car. , all have small breasts.

"Obviously it's the third brother who makes the noise. The third brother is the worst. Yesterday he put his frozen hands on my neck - ice cream." The little mouthed guy usually plays well and has never sued his brother. Now I know how to defend myself.

"Is there still such a thing? Next time I come back, I will spank him until his butt opens in three flaps."

This was the first time they heard this, and they all thought that Saburo felt sorry for his sister, but they didn't expect that he was also wilted, and he didn't know the seriousness of joking with his sister.

"Okay, okay, grandma wrongly blamed Fu Bao. Fu Bao is the most well-behaved."

The little naughty ghost pouted his little mouth proudly, looking playful like you only know. Anyway, grandma won't remember the third brother when he comes back.

"Mom, if we arrive too late, will there be no vacancies in the inn?" Yan Qinghua was worried as it was also his first time traveling far away.

"I'm overthinking it. Your father said that if the imperial examination had not been postponed this year, I would have had to prick my head even a year ago. But it won't happen now. Many students will have to wait until the snow melts." Enter Beijing.

Besides, Cao Baotou is on the county government's road. He said that if there is no suitable inn when you go, you can stay at the official inn first. Even inns are usually a bit remote and the conditions are poor, so it's better to stay here. Late is no problem.

Mr. Xiao also introduced two inns close to Gongyuan to your father and the others. If you can stay there tonight, it will be convenient to rent a house tomorrow. "

Grandma Yan is not worried at all. With Capt. Cao and so many men, if this problem cannot be solved, how will he be able to gain a foothold in the court in the future? Wouldn’t it be a waste of reading poetry for decades?

Yun Niang whispered beside her: "Master Xiao is really great. He is a good official who thinks about the people. He knows how to arrange everything for us."

In fact, before leaving, Zimo also told the old man and his wife to reassure them that they could stay at Prince Chun's Mansion for one night even if things went wrong.

But what Grandpa Yan meant was that since there were so many people in their group, they naturally didn’t want to trouble Prince Chun.

The road from Qingliu County to Shengjing was wider than the official road they took in the past. Fubao and Qiuli were very curious at the beginning. They opened the curtains and looked at it for a long time. However, the snow was not heavy, but they still looked through the car windows. It was so cold that Fu Bao's nose was both red and white, but the two of them were still detained in the carriage.

The carriage was much warmer. There was a small charcoal stove burning inside, and tea was still warm on it, keeping out the cold.

Passing by a small inn at noon, Capt. Cao asked them to stop once. Everyone went to borrow a hut, and then even the coachman and the officials crowded into the car to warm themselves over the fire to drive away the coldness on their bodies. It was really too cold. , I can’t even think about it for a while.

Everyone drank warm tea, ate something, and stopped for another two-quarters of an hour before continuing.

The shaky feeling made Fu Bao, who had eaten and drank enough, feel very sleepy. He put her in the small pocket quilt. After a while, Fu Bao snored slightly and fell asleep.

Qiuli approached Fu Bao and helped her cover her with a small quilt. She was very considerate at such a young age. After a while, everyone felt a little sleepy as if they were infected. Take a nap.

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"Zimo, how long do we have to go?"

Yan Qinghua was the first to wake up. He saw that he was walking into the mountains outside. The trees on the mountains were all white. He couldn't tell what time it was. He couldn't help but lift the curtains and ask Zimo who was riding outside.

"We have already walked more than half of the way. If we go around the two mountains in front, we will see plains ahead. The road will be much easier. We can reach Shengjing in two hours."

After hearing Zimo's words, Grandma Yan and Yun Niang also woke up. After waking up, Yan Qinghua and Grandma Yan talked quietly for fear of disturbing Fu Bao.

"grandmother"

Fu Bao was drowsily asleep when he suddenly screamed, his voice higher than usual, as if he was frightened.

Grandma Yan quickly moved to her side, patted the back of her neck and said, "Don't be afraid, Fu Bao, we are still in the car, grandma will tell you when we get there."

Having never traveled far, Grandma Yan was still worried that Fu Bao would be disturbed by a mountain god or some other deity, so today she specially stuffed a piece of peach wood into her pocket.

She gently took Fu Bao to her side and kissed Fu Bao's round face. Qiuli also imitated Grandma Yan and gently patted Fu Bao's little buttocks, hoping to make her fall asleep again.

But Fu Bao opened his eyes wide, hugged grandma's neck and put his head on her ears.

"Grandma, go quickly, there's going to be an avalanche later."

"avalanche?"

Although Grandma Yan has never experienced an avalanche, she knows the danger of an avalanche. If an avalanche comes down, their car may not see the light of day until the snow melts. Even if the car is not buried, they may have to turn back. It's freezing and snowy. It is impossible to repair the road. It will be even more troublesome when it gets dark later and there is no village or shop in the back. There must be wild animals in this kind of mountain and it is very dangerous.

Grandma didn't dare to delay and quickly raised the car curtain: "Zimo?"

"Grandma, what's wrong?" Zimo was always guarding them and responded immediately when he heard the greeting.

Grandpa Yan and his friends were in the first car, and they were the second car following closely behind.

"It's been snowing for so long. I'm afraid it's very easy to have an avalanche. Can you speed up?"

As soon as Zimo came closer, Grandma Yan grabbed his arm and asked him to lean in front of her. Her hands were trembling a little and she looked very nervous.

Zimo's eyes froze and he didn't see Fubao when he looked in, but he knew something about it.

Although he had doubts in his heart, he believed that Grandma Yan’s words were not just a whim, and he would rather believe it than believe it!

"No problem, don't worry, Grandma." After saying that, he turned around, stood up straight, flicked his riding whip, and quickly caught up with Cao Captou, who was at the front.

"avalanche?"

Cao Baotou has experienced many things in his travels. Although he has never experienced an avalanche personally, he knows that it can be fatal.

Moreover, I have dealt with Zimo several times, and I know that he is well-informed and a skilled practitioner, so he will never remind him of these words if nothing happens.

He quickly told the official who was following him: "Send the message to the back immediately. This place is dangerous. Let everyone move forward at full speed."

The soldiers were very fast. When the officer heard this, he immediately turned his horse's head, whipped his whip and rushed over first, shouting all the way: "This place is dangerous, go ahead at full speed."

No one knew what the danger was, but upon hearing the page, the coachmen immediately became nervous. Under the urging of the officials, they all whipped their whips at the horses in front.

The people in the car were also frightened: Could it be that they had encountered a robber?

After a while, the snowflakes raised by the horse's hooves splashed all over Laogao. After the carriage and horse passed by, the snowflakes did not fall completely for a long time. Even the snowflakes on the trees beside the road were startled and started to rustle down.

These two mountains are not very big, but the peaks are very high. The distance of riding a horse and whipping is only a few miles.

After accelerating for less than two quarters of an hour, Zimo left the mountain pass and walked for at least a mile. Zimo turned around and saw that all the convoys had already come out far away, so he stopped Cao Cao: "Okay, we can let everyone Take it slow."

The group breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that there was endless flatness ahead and no one was chasing them.

Cao Dutou reined in his horse and slowed down, walked side by side with Zimo, and chatted for a few words.

"Boom."

Suddenly there were several loud noises from behind, and they quickly reined in their horses and turned around, turning back and stopping. Sure enough, they saw snow avalanche between the two peaks they passed.

After several loud noises, the rising snow mist slowly spread out. The two mountains were covered in white. The snow spread in all directions, and the peaks were almost invisible.