Twin babies born from one pregnancy, reunited with their biological father on the road of exile

Feng Hanyue and Feng Hansong returned safely, and were amazed when they heard the details of what had just happened.

"Brother and sister, you are just too kind! Stay away from them from now on. They must have done too many bad things, and God is punishing them!"

Feng Hanyue held her forehead with her hand.

"Brother, keep your voice down. I think it's going to rain soon. I'm going to go find Chunxiang and the others to see if they have a straw raincoat or an umbrella. If not, an oilcloth will do. If they don't have any, we'll send Yuchen and Xiaoqingxuan to the car to prevent them from catching a cold."

"Okay, I'll talk to Huo Chatou then."

Feng Hansong thought about it and agreed.

Children aged three or five are too young and have weak resistance. They will suffer a lot if they catch a cold!

Seeing the team ahead of him didn't move, Feng Hanyue said hello and left...

I walked back along the roadside, tripped over a small stone and almost fell on the tree in front of me. I looked down and saw that it was red ginseng.

More than one?

This?

Then please accept it!

Smiling, he put the three ginseng plants into his space, and after checking their thickness, he found that one was only about ten years old, suitable for making soup; one was about fifty or sixty years old, not bad; and the remaining one was just over a hundred years old.

Thinking of the big tree on the side of the road, it should be the role of a lucky charm.

When she came back, she had two straw raincoats and two pieces of oilcloth in her hands, which was just enough.

The straw raincoats were given to the eldest brother Feng Hansong and the second brother Feng Hanbai, while she and the eldest sister-in-law Xu Ximeng covered themselves with oilcloth, and the child was sent to the carriage behind.

She had already instructed Chunxiang and Dongmei to drive the carriage closer to the team, and mentioned that she had dug up three wild ginsengs and would make soup with them when she could cook.

"Is this a fake little sister? Is she really under a tree by the roadside?"

Feng Hanbai didn't quite believe it. Ginseng, especially a hundred-year-old ginseng, could save lives. How could it be easily dug up from under a roadside tree?

If it were so simple, how could there still be ginseng collectors?

They risked their lives to go to the mountains!

"Really, second brother, if you don't believe me I can show you, it's still covered with soil! If you don't believe me go under the tree and see, the pit is still there!"

"Okay, okay, I believe in my little sister. She is just lucky and is our family's lucky star."

"Humph!"

Everyone smiled at each other, but the escorts in front were helpless. They had no ability to rescue Feng Hanxing and others, so they could only let the two families spend some money, and they used a carriage with dry food to carry a few people to the post station ahead.

This damn weather changes so suddenly, it feels like it’s going to rain!

They don't want to get soaked!

So not long after, the team started on the journey again, and it was obvious that their pace was much faster.

Inside the post station, looking at the sky covered with dark clouds, little Zimo fell into thinking about his mother and brother again!

The bunny candy is almost finished, and "Mom" hasn't come yet!

I want to play with my brother...

The sky is so scary!

"Daddy, it's dark, it's dark, it's scary."

Jun Linghan leaned on the bed. He used his left arm to carry Jun Zimo to the bed and let him sit beside him.

"Don't be afraid, Zimo, daddy's with you. I'll ask Madam Zhao to make you some chicken soup later. Madam Zhao bought a big rooster today!"

"Okay~~"

Jun Zimo wasn't in a good mood. The chicken soup wasn't as delicious as his beef jerky, rabbit candy, and chocolate...

But he's a good boy, and his mother told him to listen to his "father"...

After a while, the heavy rain came as expected.

Looking at the rain outside like water columns, Suifeng went straight over to close the window, then walked to Jun Linghan and reported the news of the past few days in a low voice.

When he heard that a large army would arrive soon, he was stunned.

I touched my son’s little head and I think the little guy would be very happy.

"Go downstairs and ask Aunt Zhao to make a pot of ginger soup."

"Yes, master."

Suifeng turned around and went downstairs directly.

Looking at my son's thin face, I smiled and told him,

"Mo'er, good boy, there will be a surprise this afternoon."

Jun Zimo was not interested, but still responded in a childish voice.

"Well, Mo'er, be good."

Something unexpected happened in Prince Zhan's mansion, which made things difficult for the child.

He was both relieved and sad. Now he was in this situation. Thinking of his soldiers in the southwest, it seemed that he had to speed up!

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"Hurry, hurry, the post station is finally here!"

Dongmei was soaked after driving the carriage in the rain. She went in and asked for three upper rooms and one lower-class single room. She carefully carried the two young masters into the room and asked Chunmei to serve them.

She moved the horse into the stable and told the servant to feed it the best feed.

When she came back and saw that the two young masters had changed into clean clothes, she felt relieved.

"Chunxiang, I'm going downstairs to get a pot of ginger soup so the young ladies and gentlemen can warm themselves up when they come."