On the wedding day, I was broken off, so I remarried his uncle

After dinner, Old Song said to his two sons, "Tie Sheng promised me to get the frame today. You can pull the donkey over and bring the frame back so that Xile and the others can see if there is anything wrong with it and make corrections as soon as possible."

The two brothers agreed, pulled the donkey and went out. Not long after, the two brothers came back happily leading a donkey cart.

When Old Song saw it, he immediately called his daughter who was talking to his wife, "Xile, come and take a look at how the frame is made. If there is anything you are not satisfied with, you can fix it as soon as possible!"

Hearing the sound, three people immediately came out of the house.

Old Song pointed at the frame and introduced: "This frame was modified according to my requirements. Grooves were added around the frame to support a stable wooden frame. In this way, you only need to lay a layer of oilcloth on the door, and you will not be afraid of the sun when you travel."

"Even if you find this wooden frame in the way when you're hauling crops in the future, you can just remove it. Look how practical it is!" Old Song said happily.

Yang walked around the frame and was quite satisfied. If it was to build a secondary carriage, it might not be completed in such a short time. Although this one was a bit crude, it could provide shelter from wind and rain.

She immediately took out a piece of oilcloth from the utility room and asked her sons to put the oilcloth on the frame.

While Yang was busy, she reminded her sons: "The tarpaulin must be laid flat and the four corners must be fixed to ensure that it will not be lifted up during driving."

The two brothers worked together to unfold the oilcloth, carefully laid it on the wooden frame of the car frame, and then fixed the four corners, and a simple carport was ready.

Yang went forward and carefully checked it. After confirming that there was no problem, she turned back and asked her daughter, "Xile, do you think this is okay?"

Song Xile nodded with satisfaction: "Mom, this is good. It won't rain in this weather, so it will be fine as long as it can provide shade."

Seeing that his daughter had no objection, Old Song happily continued to remind the two: "Being out is not like being at home. Yun You is going to take the provincial examination, so safety is the most important thing!"

He sighed, "In previous years, we could have taken a boat directly from the pier to the city in just two days. It wouldn't be as troublesome as taking the land route now!"

"Dad, it's okay. Traveling by land has its advantages. At least you won't get seasick."

"Okay, let's not talk about this. Let me tell you, starting from here, the first place we have to pass is Nanyang County. If you are lucky, you can rest there for a night and replenish some dry food and water."

"From Nanyang County, it's faster and we can reach Muzhou Prefecture in three days."

He paused for a moment and continued, "The drought is severe now, and there may be many difficulties on the road. You must be more careful and try to stay in an inn. The area near Nanyang County is mountainous and there may be wild animals, so you must not sleep in the wild."

Both of them listened very carefully and nodded from time to time to show that they understood.

"When you arrive at the city, don't argue with others at will. There are many important people in the city, and you are unfamiliar with the place. Be careful not to be bullied." Old Song kept muttering to others.

Song Xile agreed to all of them.

The couple talked with their parents again, agreed with their second brother on the time of departure the day after tomorrow, and then they were ready to leave.

Yang asked her son to pull the donkey cart to send the two people off. Before they left, Song Xile took out a five-liang silver ingot from his pocket and handed it to them.

"We probably won't be back this month, so keep this money for emergencies."

"How can this be possible? You need money wherever you go. How can I ask for money if I don't give you money?"

"Mom, don't worry. Doctor Zheng just gave me 60 taels of interest today. I don't need any money!"

Chen Yunyou, who was standing by, advised: "Mother-in-law, please accept it. This way, we can feel more at ease when we are away from home!"

"My family makes some income from wooden boxes every day, so we have enough money to spend!" Yang wanted to refuse.

Song Xile knew, however, that the twenty taels of silver given by the county magistrate had been used by his family to buy a donkey, dig a well, and pay the tuition for his younger brother, and there was probably little left.

Song Xile stuffed the silver into her mother's hand without saying a word, and pulled Yun You onto the donkey cart parked in front of the door.

She waved to the people in front of the door, "Dad, Mom, we're going back first. We'll come back to see you when we get back from the city!"

Old Song waved his hand, signaling his son to drive the car.

The donkey cart swayed away, and the creaking sound of the wheels echoed on the empty country road.

Old Song and Yang stood in front of the door, following the back of the donkey cart until it disappeared at the entrance of the village in the distance.

Parting always makes people sad. The two stood blankly in front of the door, watching the donkey cart turn into a small black dot and finally disappear. Thinking that they would not be able to see their daughter for a while, they couldn't help feeling sad.

Yang sighed softly, turned to her husband and said, "Old man, these two children have never been far away from home. What if they go in the wrong direction on the road?"

Old Song patted her hands and comforted her, "Don't let your imagination run wild. I've already told them everything I can think of. They're not children anymore, they can take care of themselves. Besides, there's the second child to look after them, don't worry too much."

Only then did Yang nod and returned home with her husband.

After the couple got off the car at the entrance of the village, Chen Yunyou naturally held his wife's hand and walked home side by side.

When I entered the door, I ran into Mr. Chen who was coming back from the fields.

At this moment, Mr. Chen looked very heavy. The crops in the fields were severely damaged. Even though he had mobilized his tenants to find ways to draw water from the wells for irrigation, it was still difficult to hide the decline of the crops.

At this time, Mr. Chen, who was in a bad mood, happened to bump into the two people who had just returned from outside. As you can imagine, he couldn't avoid a scolding.

The two of them didn't have time to say hello.

Old Master Chen scolded her with a look of disdain: "Look at you, running outside all day long. I don't know where your mind has gone. Where is the consciousness of a scholar?"

Seeing his youngest son in front of him with an indifferent attitude, with his eyes lowered and not saying a word, Mr. Chen became even more depressed.

Seeing his son's distant look, Old Man Chen continued to scold him, and this time he even scolded Song Xile, "And you, since you are married, you should be virtuous and virtuous. Look at you, you don't persuade your husband to study hard, but indulge him instead."

Song Xile didn't care about this harmless accountability at all. She just lowered her head and looked at her toes, being very obedient.

But Chen Yunyou refused to accept it. They could scold him, but why did they scold his wife? He couldn't bear to say a harsh word to his wife.

So he looked up and looked into his father's angry eyes, and said indifferently: "Dad, you didn't even ask us what we were going to do? Isn't it too biased to say that about Xile like this?"

"The provincial examination is coming soon. My son is not as lucky as my nephew. I have to plan everything myself, so I have to take my wife to arrange the itinerary. If Dad has nothing to do, I will take my leave. I am still busy packing my bags!" After saying that, he took his wife and left without even looking at the old man Chen who was blowing his beard and glaring at him.