"You can stay at my son's house for one night. I will show you the way to the town tomorrow. Once you get to the town, you can rent a carriage and set off." The middle-aged man took them to a room.

Lu Mingyun walked into the room and put Li Mofu down, then reached out to Li Mofu. Li Mofu was puzzled, but still put his hand on Lu Mingyun's hand.

"...I want money!" Lu Mingyun said shyly and annoyedly.

Li Mofu groaned, took out a large piece of silver from his purse and gave it to him, "Here you go."

Lu Mingyun walked towards the middle-aged man with the silver, "Please boil some hot water for us, prepare two sets of thick clothes, and a pair of shoes and socks. If there is any food, please give us some."

The middle-aged man was slightly stunned and was stunned when he took the silver. He subconsciously weighed it and found it was at least two taels.

"Okay, okay, please wait a moment, sir." The middle-aged man said, holding the silver tightly, then turned around, closed the door and left quickly.

Li Mofu took off his dirty outer clothes, then the tattered ones, and then he lifted the quilt and lay down in it. "It would be nice to have a hot water bottle to warm my stomach."

"There will be hot water to drink soon." Lu Mingyun said.

Li Mofu hummed twice and closed his eyes. He was tired of lying down and wanted to sleep as soon as he found a warm place.

A quarter of an hour later, a middle-aged woman came with clothes, food, and hot water. Lu Mingyun thanked her. However, Li Mofu had already fallen asleep, so Lu Mingyun slapped him awake.

"Eat before going to bed, it will be cold soon." Lu Mingyun said.

Li Mofu took the meal blankly, took a few bites, drank some hot water, and then lay down again.

Both of them were tired, so Lu Mingyun turned off the lights and went to bed.

Early the next morning, Li Mofu was awakened by the sound of water dripping outside the window. As soon as he opened his eyes, he smelled the scent of rain. It was raining instead of snowing in such a cold day.

Li Mofu turned over and was about to stretch, but his hand touched something. He turned his head and saw that Lu Mingyun was very close to him.

Li Mofu suddenly felt very crowded. He turned over and tried to sit up, but Lu Mingyun's hand on him was inexplicably heavy, pressing him so hard that he couldn't move his strength.

"Clap"

Li Mofu reached out and patted Lu Mingyun's face, "Wake up, wake up, I need to go pee."

Lu Mingyun opened his eyes impatiently. He glanced at Li Mofu, turned over with his back to him and showed no intention of getting up.

Li Mofu had no choice but to stand up and step over him to get out of bed. There was a pair of gray thick shoes under the bed, which seemed to be for him.

Li Mofu put on his shoes and walked out of the room. It was raining heavily outside, the raindrops were as dense as threads. The raindrops hit the trees that still had leaves, knocking off the last few leaves.

The house was very small. As soon as Li Mofu came out, he saw a woman hiding under the eaves and killing a chicken. The woman also looked up at him and smiled in a very flattering way.

Li Mofu scratched his face. He was not wearing any outer clothes and just wanted to solve his physiological problem quickly. He asked for the toilet. The woman stood up and gave him an umbrella, then pointed in the direction. He then ran to the toilet with the umbrella.

Going to the toilet in this era is quite difficult, at least for Li Mofu, well, it’s painful in various senses.

There are also slaves here who are responsible for taking care of the sanitation of the toilets. Because the toilets are too smelly and troublesome, many aristocratic families have "portable" toilets and place them in rooms farther away.

In fact, it is a bucket similar to a toilet, and someone will clean it immediately after use.

It is said that those who are ugly, punished, old and ugly will be assigned to do these dirty jobs.

The only thing to be thankful for is that there is toilet paper here, which is the rougher and thinner kind, probably made of bamboo and has a bamboo smell.

Of course, this hunter’s family didn’t have it, and Li Mofu was just peeing.

He walked back carefully holding an umbrella. When he came back, the lady was still plucking chicken feathers. Li Mofu returned the umbrella to her and went back to the house to continue sleeping.

The rain was so heavy that even if Lu Mingyun wanted to leave, he couldn't. The mountain road was already rugged, and the rain blurred his vision, which only increased the possibility of getting lost. Even if the hunter could take them, they might face a landslide on the road.

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