At this time, an elderly woman in her forties or fifties came from the front of the courtyard. The man looked at Shen Jie several times as he passed by the door.
The sun shines brightly on the earth. The soil is very dry and very bright under the sun. This warm feeling hits the body and is very comfortable.
From the path in the fields in the distance, a family of four people, old and young, walked over.
"Mom, you have to talk carefully after a while, Mr. Shen's temper is not very good." Qiao Qiao specially warned.
"I know, I know." This woman, who was about forty years old, couldn't tell from her daughter's face what she was thinking.
"Sister, please stop putting so much pressure on your parents. You have said this several times along the way." Qiao Jihai, who has just reached 1.7 meters tall, said.
"It's not because of you. You are already sixteen years old and there is no woman who likes you. It's not because our family is poor. If I don't make money for you, you will be single all your life. ." Qiao Qiao glared at Ji Hai.
"Look at the clothes you, sister, have worked so hard to weave for so long, I originally wanted to give them to your wife to wear. Even in the cold weather, I went to the city to sell them to save some money for you. You have to be sensible." The old man on the side said said the father.
"Sister, you are two years older than me and you are telling me this, not all because of me. You can still find this rich young man, and now you want us to come back from so far away in the fields to meet your man. Man. He should be asked to bring gifts and come to my house to pay a visit." Jihai said with a look of disdain.
He had sweated so much just now that he didn't have enough clothes to wear, and now he was shivering when it got cold.
The house was not big, the door was open, and there was no movement at all.
"Are you not up? Are you still in the house?" Jihai asked.
Even when he said this, Qiaoqiao felt her heart beating violently. When she was leaving, she saw him through the window, dressed inside.
When Qiao Ruolin walked to her left wing, she saw no sign of the man.
Dust kept flying up and down under the sunlight coming in through the window.
This ingot of ten taels of gold is placed on the wooden table. Originally, the table was empty.
"Sister, is he gone? You can't even see him there." Jihai also looked for him through the back door.
"Asshole, just leave like this." She felt as if she had lost someone who occupied a very important position in her heart at this moment.
"Do you think he was a bastard? He just left without saying a word. I want your gold and I could have taken it away last night." She was really angry, so angry.
"These rich young men are all unreliable. Last night I told you not to let your daughter be in the same room with that outsider. You refused to listen and you still stayed stubborn with me. Damn old lady. You said you Mom, are you angry?" My father felt very uncomfortable. His skin was already dark and wrinkled from the sun, but now it looked ugly.
"Okay, okay, you all get out." Qiao Qiao pushed Ji Hai out, feeling how uncomfortable she felt at this moment.
Now really only his clothes hanging on the bamboo pole outside his house were left to tell her that he had been here.
Several of her family members had no idea how important he had left in her heart.
"This direction is towards the center of the city, right?"
"There is a small road ahead. Just turn right next to the blacksmith's house. You can follow the back road wherever you turn. It's almost eight miles away."
The fat boss, who was in his thirties and wrapped in a thick cotton coat, pointed to the small branch road perpendicular to the straight road and said that he was very enthusiastic about this foreigner.
"Okay, thank you!" said the young man in a coarse cotton coat.
Shen Jie walked out of this steaming bun shop,
The small streets in the village only took a few steps to finish, and then there was a long road that was broken into the ground with stones.
The road pointed by the store owner is much narrower than this long road. There are several low-rise buildings on both sides of the house made of wood. They are much better than that woman's house. The road is not wide, but it is very popular. .Wang, there was an old man sitting at the door of his house half leaning on a cane, and there were a few children running around in small groups. It was very lively.
It didn't take long for him to reach the outskirts, surrounded by farmland and wilderness on both sides.
Looking from here, this path has many twists and turns in the distance, but it is obviously just the main road.
He determined the direction,
As he ran wildly in the low air, the cold wind blew into his clothes. His whole body seemed to be in a place that was much colder than an ice cellar, and his hands were exposed. They were all frozen and felt as if they had been burned.
But he was so excited that he didn't use any of his magic power. In this state, it was so exciting.
He came here to experience this extreme environment that made his whole body excited.
When he arrived at Zihuan City, he didn't stop much, but ran wildly southeast along the official road.
