I was a young master in ancient times

Mrs. Liang quickly picked out clothes from the cabinet, and asked awkwardly, "Madam, are you really going to northern Xinjiang?"

Old Madam An opened the wooden box where she hid money, glanced at the restless Mrs. Liang, and smiled softly, "Mrs. Liang, do you still remember that in the past few years, my old man once went to the south to do business, and he went there for several months? ?”

Mrs. Liang folded her clothes and put them in a small wooden box, and replied, "I remember, I remember. At that time, the master just went to the school in the town to study. It has been more than half a year since the old man left, and we are all looking forward to the old man's return. I remember Anjia The old lady passed away in the second month after the old man left."

"Isn't that right? It was the second month that the old man went out. My mother-in-law disappeared, and she didn't even look at my old man in the end. I led Zhonghua to kneel, and Zhonghua's grandfather asked me, Zhonghua's father When will you come back?" Mrs. An couldn't help nagging when she talked about the past. "When the old man came back, it was Zhonghua's grandfather who let us go back to An's house."

"In the blink of an eye, more than 20 years have passed. I still remember that when I was a child, my master just got home from school and didn't enter the yard, so he yelled and cried all the way."

Old lady An continued, "At that time, I didn't know how he could eat so well. As soon as he got home, he went to the kitchen." The old woman has never seen the world."

Old Mrs. An put the whole box into the clothes box, in order to bring all her deposits with her.She took out two pairs of new shoes from the cabinet and rubbed them in her hands, "Kang'er's feet won't grow any longer, right? I don't know if he can still wear these shoes."

Mrs. Liang took a look, and it turned out that Mrs. An made shoes specially for the young master. "Your feet won't grow at this age. You must dress appropriately."

This made Mrs. An happy. She put the shoes on the money box and locked the box.

Mr. An was sitting on the stone with a cigarette holder in his mouth, looking at the sneezing horses in the stable not far away, wondering whether to send someone to inform An Zhonghua.Inform An Zhonghua, the old wife will definitely have trouble with him, and will have to know where to sleep for the next month.It's not good to not inform my son about such a big event, because northern Xinjiang is not peaceful after all.

Smoke rings were blown out one by one, Mrs. An squinted his eyes, crossed his legs, and looked sad.

"Oh, old man, why are you here?" Li Er, the horse breeder, bowed his waist and trotted up to old man An, "What orders does old man have?"

Old Mrs. An clicked his lips, and knocked his pipe heavily on the stone, "Have a car and go out for a long trip."

Li Er quickly pulled the horse to harness the cart.With his hands behind his back and his head lowered, Mrs. An was slowly preparing to go back to his yard.Well, now the old wife should be happy.

"grandfather."

Old Mrs. An suddenly smiled and narrowed his eyes. Isn't this the little grandson? "Peace." He reached out and clapped his hands, coaxing, "Peace, come to Grandpa."

Pingan took Huahua and trotted over, without thinking, just approached Mrs. An, Pingan immediately turned around and hid behind Wei.He poked his head out, looked at Mrs. An, and said with disgust, "Grandpa stinks."

"Your nose is good." Old Master An was amused by his little grandson.Ping An has never been able to smell the dry smoke.

Wei touched Ping An's round head, and said, "My mother sent some cloth that is currently new in the state capital, and I will send it to my mother."

"Don't worry about us two old guys." Now that the old wife must be packing up, things will be revealed when the daughter-in-law leaves.Mr. An frowned, and found an excuse, "Your mother went to listen to a play at the Yang family next door, so she can bring it later."

Wei Shi was blessed.Mr. An didn't dare to stay longer, and walked all the way back to his yard with his head sullen.

"Old man, is the car ready?" Mrs. An packed up quickly, only bringing a few changes of clothes.

"Li Er is wearing it. Have you packed your things?"

"It's packed. Let's go." Old lady An smiled happily, "I'm so old, I haven't traveled far yet."

"Is it a good thing for you to travel far away? The food and drink at home are not as good outside." Seeing his old wife happy, Mrs. An was also happy. He touched the cigarette rod hanging on his waist, "Bring me Is there any tobacco?"

"I've brought it, I've brought it, it's a big bag." Mrs. An started nagging, "You smell like cigarettes, I don't want to see you in Ping An."

Old Mrs. An fell silent, and let his old wife chatter like a deaf person.

Just at noon, a carriage drove out of the gate of Anfu and went straight to the outside of the city.

In Northern Xinjiang, Song Shitou, Ankang and Chen Ziche had just returned to the barracks when Pang Youde and Qiu Yuan entered the yard with food boxes.

"Hey. This little yellow dog is very energetic." Qiu Yuan teased twice, and a group of puppies surrounded him.

Chen Ziche took the food box and said back, "The old dog has enough milk, and the owner is kind-hearted, so the dog is naturally good."

"Yes. Ziche, here we..." Before Ankang finished speaking, Chen Ziche had already entered the room without looking back, carrying a food box.

"Master." Huzi squeezed over and whispered, "What's the matter with you and Chen Ziche? Why do I think he doesn't want to see you today?"

Ankang said aggrievedly, "I don't know." "Did you bring someone to load the explosives today?"

"General Song said that last time we scared Maozi, they didn't dare to come again recently. The explosives have been prepared enough."

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