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Jing Chunxi took Ah Heng's hand and walked gently into the adjacent flower hall. The hall was filled with the faint scent of sandalwood, and sunlight shone through the carved window lattices onto the ground, creating patches of mottled light and shadow.

She asked Chuntao to serve tea and snacks, which were delicate osmanthus cakes and mung bean cakes. They were sweet and greasy and children loved them.

Chuntao deftly arranged the tea set and snacks, knowing that the young lady might have something to say to Ah Heng, and then she quietly retreated, closing the door behind her.

Jing Chunxi then whispered, "We'll be leaving in three days. If you want to come in later, just go through Chang'an Lane. I'll explain everything to the guards there." She paused, then added, "The guards in Chang'an Lane are all left behind by Cousin Xiaokang. They won't make things difficult for you."

Ah Heng nodded, but a hint of reluctance flashed in his eyes. He asked sullenly, "Will my sister come back? Will Aunt Lan and my cousin come back?" His voice was soft and trembling, and he was clearly uneasy about the impending separation.

Jing Chunxi looked into his eyes, filled with anticipation yet a touch of fear, and couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness. She was gone, and so were his two cousins, who had been with him for countless years. This must have been a significant blow to the child.

She patted his shoulder gently and comforted him, "We will all come back, and so will our cousins. You and mother and sister stay here, and if anything happens, you can send a message to me." Her voice was gentle and firm, as if to reassure Ah Heng.

Jing Chunxi then carefully told him his contact information at Qingshan Villa.

Ah Heng nodded affirmatively and said, "Thank you, sister. It's okay, mother and I will write a letter too." There was a hint of sob in his voice, but he soon regained his composure.

Will Ah Heng's cousins ​​go to Lingnan together? Or will they go to the capital? It's still unknown. But she doesn't want Ah Heng to feel helpless. After all, this place is relatively close to the capital, and if they have any problems, she can provide them with help to the best of her ability.

"We can rent a house outside. Mother can eat vegetarian food and chant Buddhist scriptures. We can also hire a maid to buy vegetables and cook. You and your sister are too young. There is no need to force you to go out for everything."

Jing Chunxi told him his thoughts, and if this smart child thought it was right, he would naturally tell it to his mother.

Who hasn't had someone starve to death in the past two years? Without an adult male in the family, it's easier to disguise yourself by pretending to be vegetarian and chanting Buddhist scriptures.

Seeing that there was still time, he went over all the possible difficulties and solutions that might be encountered in the future with Ah Heng. Ah Heng listened carefully, nodding from time to time, and a look of relief gradually appeared in his eyes.

However, Jing Chunxi didn't notice that she was caring too much about this family. She just felt that Ah Heng and his family had gone through too many changes during this period and needed someone to support and help them.

She didn't even realize that she had unknowingly made Tao Jin's situation her own. In fact, from the beginning, she felt sympathy for Tao Jin's plight, and as they got to know each other better, she found herself increasingly concerned about their family's safety and future. This emotion went beyond simple sympathy and became a sense of responsibility.

After another long silence, Ah Heng raised his head with a hint of hesitation in his eyes, but still said: "Mother asked the servants in the mansion to prepare some things for worship, saying that the ancestral hall will be reopened early tomorrow morning to worship the deceased relatives. She also asked my sister and me not to disturb my sister." His voice was very soft, as if he was afraid of disturbing something.

It was only then that Jing Chunxi noticed that A Yue was not in the room. He thought that she had been called away by Aunt Wei.

She nodded, indicating that she understood. After so many years, they finally came back, and it was only natural for them to pay tribute to their lost relatives.

She understood that for Ah Heng's family, worshipping their loved ones was a way to express their feelings and commemorate the past. However, she had no intention of participating. After all, she had no blood relationship with them, and she didn't want to disturb their family affairs at this time.

She just prayed silently for them in her heart, hoping that they could feel the warmth and protection of their loved ones when they were paying their respects.

That night, Jing Chunxi hurriedly finished her meal, washed up, and lay down on the bed, claiming she was too tired. She closed her eyes, adjusted her breathing slightly, and after a moment, she entered the space.

After entering, Jing Chunxi went straight into an empty ship. It was a large double-decker ship with a mezzanine deck. The hull was well maintained and looked about 80% new.

The bottom and first floor compartments were spacious enough to hold a lot of cargo, and horses could be tied to the bottom compartment, making it convenient to carry them on long journeys. The front and rear decks were also spacious enough to park several carriages and even leave some space for people to move around.

Jing Chunxi carefully observed the structure of the boat and discovered that there were compartments on both the first and second floors suitable for living. However, the furnishings were very sparse, with only the most basic bedding. The pillows and bedding were slightly blackened, obviously not washed in a long time, and there was an unpleasant musty smell.

She frowned, thinking to herself: This journey will take eleven or twelve days, and everyone's accommodation must be comfortable, otherwise it's easy to get sick. Thinking of this, she carefully replaced all the bedding with new ones.

These beddings were all brought by her from Qingshan Villa. They were of high quality, soft and warm, enough for the more than 30 people who followed her to sleep comfortably.

In the utility room near the deck were several large water tanks. The water inside had become very murky, obviously having not been changed in a long time. Jing Chunxi poured out all the old water, carefully cleaned the tanks, and finally filled them with clean water.

The pots for cooking and frying were clean and new, and could be used. She also bought some firewood, rice, oil, salt, and some simple seasonings to ensure that there would be no problems with the food during the journey.

She first put out four large baskets of long-lasting vegetables, enough for everyone to eat for a few days. She planned to buy more if she stopped at any town along the way.

She also spotted several charcoal stoves stacked in a corner, suggesting the people on board usually cooked on deck. Jing Chunxi had found enough charcoal, made at Qingshan Villa, to burn. It was high quality, strong, and produced little smoke, so there was no need to worry about blinding people.

However, looking around again, she still felt that the lack of a proper kitchen was inconvenient. She thought to herself that she would need to prepare some dry food for the journey, preferably the kind that could be eaten by steaming.

Before falling asleep, Jing Chunxi began to think about how to ensure that the thirty or so people who followed him had good food and sleep, and could enter Jian'an County smoothly.