The new book of the burning prairie star

"Yang Biao, should we go back to Yangjia Village to see your mother and Xiaohua and the others?" It has been more than twenty days since they left the county town. Qin Xiaoran saw that things were on track. The cloth shop in the city had been renovated and had been open for two days. The time it took to make a round trip was just enough for the sorghum in the city to be fermented and ready for distilling wine.

"Well, I have the same plan. Let Dongpi stay in the city." He would feel at ease only if he left someone from his own family to watch over Guangping Prefecture.

"Xiao Ran, go pack some clothes, we're leaving now." Yang Biao was a child in modern times, always ready to go on a trip, and never received the company's attendance award. In ancient times, his nature remained the same.

"Hey, but we haven't explained anything yet." Qin Xiaoran felt that Yang Biao really lived casually. How could he set off for home now? Didn't he need to make arrangements for the cloth shop?

"Don't worry, Dongpi can handle things on his own." He had already seen that Dongpi had been working as a bodyguard for Boss Wang for many years and knew a lot of things. So he had been telling Dongpi to do things during the days in the city. Facts had proved that Dongpi did have the potential to be in charge. He asked Fugui to drive another carriage to follow him and pulled Qin Xiaoran up, "Let's go, after we go to the cloth shop and tell Dongpi, we'll go back to the village."

"Mom, open the door!" After a long journey of five days and six nights, Yang Biao finally returned to Yangjia Village at night, while Fugui drove back to the farm alone.

"Brother Biao, you're back!" It was late, but little Zhang was not sleepy and was still making clothes for her eldest son. The head of the village said that Yang Biao had gone to the county town, but it had been a month and the child had not returned home, which made her feel very uneasy.

"Yes, mother, I'm back!" Yang Biao hugged little Zhang happily, and then saw that it was quiet around them. Yang Xiaohua and her brother should have fallen asleep, so he immediately lowered his voice, "Mother, I'm tired, you should also go to bed early."

He let Xiaolian and the other person stay in the empty room. "Xiaolian, there is no quilt on the bed in this room. Go get the bedding from the carriage and spread it out." He took Qin Xiaoran into his room, stretched out his arms as if to stretch, then lay down on the bed and cheered, "Wow, I can finally have a good sleep!" Most people can't stand the bumpy ride in the carriage for such a long time.

"Yang Biao, get up quickly, you haven't washed up yet." Qin Xiaoran wanted to pull him up, but he was asleep and she couldn't pull him up at all. She could only wash up herself, then hugged his arms and fell asleep next to him.

"Oh, it's Brother Biao. When did you come back?" The next day, Yang Biao met the village head's wife who was out picking vegetables while jogging in the morning.

"I came back last night. Has the village head aunt finished picking vegetables?" After saying hello, Yang Biao prepared to start running again.

"Hey, Biao, I picked a lot of vegetables today. You can take some home to eat." After saying this, the headman's wife was about to take the vegetables from the basket and give them to him.

"Auntie, the kid still needs to run for exercise, so he won't be home for the time being. You don't have to bother him." After saying that, he ran away.

"What kind of exercise?" The wife of the village chief saw him running away, picked up the basket and went home. "Old man, guess who I saw this morning?"

"Who is it? You're so mysterious!" The village head was drinking his morning tea, looking disapproving.

"It's Brother Biao. He returned to the village last night." Seeing that he was not interested, the headman's wife told him directly that Yang Biao was back.

"This kid has been in the county town for about a month, and there has been no news at all. He is not afraid that his family will worry. He does things so inconsiderately. I have to talk to him about it." After saying that, he put down the teacup and was about to find Yang Biao.

"He's running in the village. Wait until he finishes running around the village before going up to him." The village head's wife was afraid that her husband would go to Yang Biao's house to look for him but would find nothing, so she reminded him to just wait at the road that must be passed through the village.

"Okay, I understand. Thank you, old lady." The headman turned around and smiled at his wife, then went to wait at the intersection.

"Brother Biao, are you back?" Seeing Yang Biao running over, the squatting headman stood up with a smile and greeted him.

"Ah, uncle the village head, why are you squatting here?" Yang Biao was running attentively, and was startled by the sudden voice of the village head.

"Well, my feet are a little tired, so I squatted down to rest for a while." He couldn't say that he had been standing here waiting for him for a long time.

"Oh, Uncle Zheng, take a rest over there. I'll go for a run!" After Yang Biao said this, he ran away.

"Oh..." Forget it, there's no need to rush. The head of the village looked at Yang Biao's receding back, hummed a little tune in a good mood, and went home to have breakfast.

"Yang Biao, you're here?" Shopkeeper Liu was very happy to see that it was Yang Biao who delivered the wine today. He hadn't delivered the wine personally for more than a month.

"Well, Manager Liu's business is booming!" Yang Biao bowed to him. From then on, there was no friendship between the two of them. They just dealt in business.

"Yang Biao, your business is booming too!" Manager Liu pulled him into the meeting room, "Do you have any more fruit wine?"

"More? I don't understand what Manager Liu means." Having been in contact with Liu Hongbin for such a long time, how could Yang Biao not know that he wanted him to supply more fruit wine.

"Well, it's like this. The restaurant will host the Xu family boy's tenth birthday banquet in two days. The guests are all children, so we want you to send a few more jars of fruit wine." A few days ago, the Xu family boy came to the restaurant with his parents to eat. He drank the fruit wine and liked it very much. Therefore, he begged his parents to hold his birthday banquet in Huanxi Restaurant and asked Manager Liu to prepare more fruit wine to entertain his friends.

"Okay, no problem. Do you need me to bring a few jars of fruit wine over?" When he heard that it was for a child's birthday, Yang Biao agreed without hesitation.

"Miss, I heard that Yang Biao's cloth shop has opened. Why don't we go and have a look? He has some nice cloths. The weather is getting cooler, so you can buy some clothes." Seeing Xia Weiwei coming back after collecting the bills and Liu not being at home, Rong Zhuang didn't know what to do, so he suggested going to Yang Biao's cloth shop.

"Well, go prepare the carriage and tell the kitchen that I won't be home for lunch." Xia Weiwei also wanted to go out and play, so she agreed with Rong Zhuang's idea of ​​going to the cloth shop.

"Wow, we can have lunch outside at noon." Rong Zhuang happily took Xia Weiwei's arm, but Jin Rong quickly stopped him, "Let go quickly, or the Madam will see you or she will give you another beating!"

"Fortunately, no one is here." Rong Zhuang quickly looked around and stuck out her tongue. It was a close call! She was scared of being beaten. Liu believed in the distinction between the superior and the inferior. She didn't like servants to be unruly with her children. She forbade the servants in the mansion to be disrespectful and get along with the masters.

"Miss, how about we go to the restaurant opened by our uncle to eat?" Rong Zhuang had been to the restaurant with Xia Weiwei several times and couldn't forget it. "I think about it in my dreams. I'm craving the dishes made by Chef Liu."