Xie Zhao had to take a moment to rub his temples and couldn't bear to look directly at Qi Lin.

It was obvious that he was coaxing his wife, but Jiang Yuzhu believed most of it. Under the background of the godson who came to his door, it seemed that Xie Zhao's previous words were completely nonsense.

Jiang Yuzhu lowered her eyes and thought for a while, then asked, "Did they scold me?"

"Yes."

"No."

Qi Lin and Xie Zhao said in unison.

Qi Lin did not dare to hide the question when his godmother asked, but Xie Zhao chose to hide it because he hoped that Jiang Yuzhu would not be angry because of the dying people.

After the two finished speaking, they looked at each other, waiting for the other to change their words.

Xie Zhao's eyebrows are very light, but his aura cannot be underestimated, and the threat is obvious.

Qi Lin shook his head, showed an apologetic smile, and then turned to Jiang Yuzhu to betray the cheap godfather he had accepted by the way: "Godmother, godfather, he didn't tell the truth!"

Xie Zhao: "..."

Where did the traitor come from!

Jiang Yuzhu took two steps back, specifically choosing to stand behind Xie Zhao, and wrote lightly: "Husband, leave no one behind!"

Damn barbarian, how dare you disrespect her when you are about to die!

Next, the previous scene reappeared.

There seemed to be a strong wind, and the torch in the barbarian's hand suddenly went out, and the surroundings fell into darkness again.

"Light the torch and chase! Daqi slave must have run back!"

It's such a tunnel, you can't get very far by running.

The barbarians feel that everything is safe and they are planning to put the package on the trolley.

In the darkness, Qi Lin shut up knowingly and moved his ears.

Phew, bang!

There were many sounds in a row, and then there was a rustling sound.

After lighting up the lanterns about a quarter of an hour later, there was no one in front of them, and the barbarian who had been shouting just now was nowhere to be seen.

"Godfather, Godmother, all these packages were robbed by barbarians!"

Qi Lin didn't hesitate for too long. He rummaged around and found that there were also fine tea leaves, fabrics, and a light goose down jacket.

Ever since Jiang Yuzhu brought goose down jackets to the camp, she quickly set the trend in the border town.

The price of goose meat was not as good as that of goose down. The geese that the common people had raised for several years for nursing homes were brutally slaughtered, and the whole family was almost wiped out.

Qi Lin stroked the goose down jacket and couldn't put it down.

"Take it if you like it, it's not a valuable thing."

Qi Lin called her "godmother" and took advantage of her. Jiang Yuzhu was willing to give up a small benefit.

Qi Lin thanked him, folded the goose down jacket and put it in his package and said: "Goddess, Surabaya City is colder than the border town, and my sister is pregnant and needs it more than I do."

As expected, if there are barbarians robbing someone, there must be someone closing the net at the exit to respond.

The group was delayed for three days, and when they got out of the tunnel and arrived at the bathhouse, they all breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, Xie Zhao's men came to take care of him. After discussion, the couple decided to go back and stay overnight with Qi Lin to prevent being watched.

Jiang Yuzhu wanted to go to the bathhouse to take a bath, but within half an hour of waiting inside, she went out dejectedly.

There was only one large room in the bathhouse, with a huge pool inside, which was packed with people.

Taking off her clothes in full view of the public, Jiang Yuzhu couldn't hide her face.

Another one, she was worried that the makeup on her face would show after washing.

"Godfather, godmother, come with me!"

After joining Qi Lin, Qi Lin's advantage came out.

Since he couldn't eat or sleep well in the tunnel, Qi Lin suggested: "How about we go to the market first?"

The barbarians only had two meals a day. If they missed the meal, they could only wait for the afternoon.

“At the market in Surabaya City, there are soy sauce beef, beef steamed buns, beef noodles, and grilled beef!”

Not only is the beef delicious, but compared to Daqi, the mutton is neither fishy nor smelly. It is more comfortable to drink a steaming bowl of mutton soup with sesame sauce pancakes on a cold day.

Jiang Yuzhu touched her dry belly and said cheerfully: "Go!"

Since you are going to stay at someone else's house, it's not easy to show up empty-handed.

Jiang Yuzhu asked about the customs of the barbarians and prepared generous gifts.

Qi Lin was quite moved and said even more sincerely: "My godfather and my godmother, you don't have to spend any money. My sister and wife are very good. They are really different from those barbarians who kill at every turn!"

“Since you are visiting your home, it’s hard to be empty-handed.”

Jiang Yuzhu told Qi Lin that there was no need to bear the burden. In fact, the couple staying overnight might cause trouble to Qi Ju's husband's family, so they should give some compensation in advance.

Today was the fair day, and people were coming and going in the market. Occasionally, she heard someone speaking Daqi dialect, and Jiang Yuzhu felt particularly cordial.

The barbarian market is similar to that of Surabaya City, selling all kinds of things, and there are also sellers walking in the streets shouting.

It's cold, so food vendors have built sheds behind them to protect themselves from the wind and snow, so passers-by can have a hot bite inside.

Jiang Yuzhu wanted to try beef noodles, but was attracted by the craftsmanship of a stall owner couple.

The man is kneading the dough. It can be seen that he is very strong and the technique of kneading the dough is very particular.

Qi Lin stopped, greeted the stall owner and his wife familiarly, and said with a smile: "Uncle, aunt, you still go out to the stall in such a cold weather!"

"No, since the Chinese New Year is coming soon, it would be good to earn an extra copper coin."

The middle-aged man saw Qi Lin hurriedly saying hello. Seeing that no one was paying attention around him, he lowered his voice and asked, "Boy Qi, it's not peaceful recently. Why do you rush to see your sister at this time?"

"The last time I came here to buy something, I heard my sister say that she wanted to eat stewed chicken with gourd strips."

Qi Lin hesitated and looked at Xie Zhao and Jiang Yuzhu.

Jiang Yuzhu had no intention of leaving. She first watched the man kneading the dough, and then turned her attention to a large iron pot set up outside the shed.

"Qi Lin, let's eat this?"

The fire under the iron pot was strong, and my aunt was quick with her hands and feet. She cut the fat and thin pork belly slices and put them into the pot, which soon made a sizzling sound.

"Come on, boy Qi, take your godfather and godmother into the shed. This meal is free of charge!"

The man greeted him warmly, while his wife was frying slices of meat and chiming in a few words from time to time.

The pork belly was stir-fried with oil and water, and it was very oily. My aunt added scallions and dried chilies and continued to stir-fry. The spicy meat aroma became more intense.

Seeing that Jiang Yuzhu was fascinated, the aunt smiled and said, "Sister, this is the most authentic meat dumpling. You haven't eaten it yet, have you?"

After speaking, the aunt added finely ground chili noodles and added a spoonful of balsamic vinegar to stir-fry until fragrant. Even Qi Lin was reluctant to move.

"Aunt...sister is from the northwest?"

The pork belly is wrapped in bright red chili powder, and Jiang Yuzhu feels inexplicably appetizing even before she eats it.

A look of nostalgia appeared on my aunt's face: "Yes, I haven't been back to my hometown for more than [-] years."

At that time, the couple traveled from the northwest to the north to make a living, and came to Sishui City.

The two discussed making enough money to return to their hometown. Unexpectedly, there was a war and it would not be easy to return to the border town.

I left without knowing whether I would come back. If I took all my belongings with me, I was worried that I would be robbed and lose everything, so I put it aside.

"I want a bowl of noodles."

Jiang's hometown is in the northwest. Although he has been in the capital for a few years, Jiang Fulu can't change his taste.

In Jiang's house, there is a cook brought from his hometown, who makes meat noodles with excellent taste.

Smelling the familiar fragrance, Jiang Yuzhu began to miss her relatives in the capital again.

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