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Worried about the daylight and the shop closing, Zhuang, Daqing and his wife moved quickly. Zhuang had originally planned to buy quite a lot last night, but Jing Chunxi had told him and his uncle to buy all the important things. So, in addition to some cotton and muslin, she also bought a few sets of needlework.

There were many women in their family, but they hadn't packed anything, not even a menstrual belt. If they didn't prepare it quickly, it would be troublesome if the period came. Fortunately, all the women in the boudoir knew a little needlework, so they took it home and helped the sisters-in-law do it together. They had to solve all the problems they needed for the trip before they could feel at ease.

She also bought two pairs of very sturdy cotton shoes for each member of the family. Shoes are the most worn out during exile, and if you don't have enough, you might not be able to buy them even if you have money. She also made a deal with street vendors who bought them from the peasant women in the village. Although the shoes weren't particularly good-looking, the stitching looked very dense, and the soles were thicker.

More than a dozen pairs of finished soles, large and small, were bought, which made Daqing's wife say that she was good at shopping. With the finished soles, making the uppers would be much faster and would not affect the wearing at all.

My second uncle's family used to rely on the General's Mansion for their livelihood. There was no decent talent in two generations. Their lives were good and their descendants did not have much ambition. The old man did not want his children and grandchildren to gain experience in the army. He only wanted the family to be stable and protect themselves, so his three sons could only be arranged to do some unofficial jobs as yamen runners in Beijing.

Their family wealth was not that great to begin with, but when their property was searched, the focus was on the General's Mansion, so they were not confiscated that strictly. The Imperial Guards probably didn't look down on the things of their small family, so they still brought out some silver and banknotes.

Now, Brother Daqing and Sister-in-law skipped the late autumn and early winter and bought thick cotton-padded clothes, cotton pants and cotton shoes for their family members to wear in the cold winter. They also bought six or seven large quilts. The two learned to be thrifty and bought a few old mattresses, two and a half bags of coarse grains, a bag of vegetables, and a small pot and a dozen bowls. They only bought them because Zhuang reminded them. When they came back, they pulled a cart with all the things piled on it. The cart looked very old, and it must have been sold at a low price by someone.

It's better to have something broken than nothing, otherwise it would take several men to carry the quilts, pots and pans on their backs and shoulders for such a long journey. They are smart people and know that such broken things will not attract the attention of the police.

Jing Changning was the last one to come back. He came back with nothing in his hands and only said that he went to get some information.

Daqing and his wife kept thanking him: "It's a good thing Changning told them, otherwise we wouldn't know what to do if we went down there in the freezing cold. Now we have clothes and bedding, and this cart, at least we won't be hungry or cold on the road. If the elderly and children can't walk anymore, we can push it for a while."

Jing Changning didn't bother to be polite with them. He just asked them to pay more attention to diet and hygiene, and to take care not to let the elderly and children get sick. They thanked him again.

Seeing that it was getting dark, Jing Changning asked Xi Jie'er and her sister-in-law to sit on the donkey cart, and wanted Xiao Sanzi to drive the cart back.

Unexpectedly, Zhuang came forward and snatched the whip from Xiao Sanzi, and drove him away: "This is not a difficult task for me. Your eldest brother taught me how to drive a carriage before. Although I am not proficient enough, I can return home without any problem. My uncle Xiaobei and Dalang and Erlang can drive carriages, so I will leave the carriage to them from now on."

Seeing this, although there was still room in the back, Sister Xi didn't want to sit in the back carriage, but jumped onto the shaft behind her aunt. The wind was not too strong now, and instead of sitting in the carriage facing a bunch of things, it was better to chat with her aunt in the front. Her aunt just stuffed a string of candied haws into her hands, saying that all her cousins ​​were welcome.

Seeing that her brother-in-law didn't get on the cart and said he was walking back with Daqing, Zhuang simply pulled Daqing's wife to sit on the other side of the cart and said, "Let's go back and cook first. Don't dawdle with these two grown men in the back. It will be dark soon. Let them have a good chat in the back."

Mrs. Qing was also happy to join them. She jumped up with a smile on her face and said, "I've been wanting to come up and talk to you guys these past few days. I've been feeling really depressed."

Zhuang: "Yes, from now on we should get closer. More people will make it easier for us to be attacked by wolves, tigers and leopards."

"Cousin Xi, your aunt just bought some malt sugar. Take these and eat them with Mingzhu." Before Jing Chunxi could react, a bag of sugar given by Mrs. Daqing appeared in her hand. Jing Chunxi didn't know whether to take it or not, and was a little at a loss. She was not that familiar with this aunt. She looked at her aunt for advice.

Zhuang knew that Mrs. Daqing bought it out of genuine gratitude, and that if she was polite they might feel embarrassed, so she smiled and said to her niece, "Take it. Your aunt's children are grown up now. Go back and share it with your cousin. Don't be polite to her."

After hearing this, Jing Chunxi thanked her sweetly, "Thank you, Aunt Daqing!"

In order to save some energy, Jing Daqing and Jing Changning moved the heavier pots, pans, and food on the cart to their mule cart, leaving only some clothes, shoes, socks, and quilts on the cart, which was not so heavy.

When the mule cart returned to the post station, it first parked the cart in the yard and asked Dalang and the men from the second uncle's family to come out and unload the goods.

Dalang and the others were a little curious when they saw the mule cart. Even Jing Mingyue and Jing Mingzhu ran out to take a look. Zhuang spat at them, saying, "What's so good about it? There were so many carts in the mansion before, but you guys weren't so curious. Have you ever seen how things are pulled in the countryside?"

No one ran away. Erlang even said with a smile, "They say mules don't have offspring, but I don't know if that's true."

"Then this mule will be thrown to you. You and Dalang should study it seriously. It would be best if you can make a little mule when you get to Lingnan." The adults found it funny when they heard it.

Zhuang wanted to drive the mule cart to the back, but Dalang grabbed the whip again and said, "Mom, don't go over there. The people living over there in the stable are all seriously imprisoned. The shackles on their necks have been removed, and they only have ankle chains on."

Zhuang was also shocked when she heard this. Fortunately, they were staying in a large bunk bed, otherwise it would be troublesome if they were all mixed together. She took out a handful of copper coins from her bosom and stuffed them into Dalang's pocket, saying, "Tell the waiter to help feed the mule some grass and make sure it doesn't starve. Also, make sure it has clean water. From now on, you and Erlang will be driving this cart. If you don't do a good job, your grandfather will whip you."