Hua Nongying

It is only a four-day journey from the Bieyuan to Wushuang Fort. Thinking about it this way, Gucheng is actually not far from Wushuang Fort, especially if you start from the City Lord's Mansion, you can at least get close to it for almost a day.

Ordinarily, Song Ying should have gone back to the place countless times, but since he arrived at the City Lord's Mansion, he has never been back.It's not that he doesn't want to go back to see Song Qi, even in many days and nights, he also wants to go back and have a look at Song's old castle master and Bi Xichen.However, his stomach was in a strange state at that time, which made him really ashamed to go back.

After leaving Tonglu Pass and arriving at the place where she was attacked last time, Song Ying seemed to have a psychological shadow, especially when she was between the cliffs on both sides.He had asked Nanny Xu to bring the little boy over, and placed it right in front of him. The little boy couldn't understand his nervousness, and fell asleep soundly.

Glancing at Song Ying who was looking at the little boy worriedly, Hua Jiang folded his hands on his and said, "Don't be afraid as I'm here."

"If you hadn't arrived in time and rescued me from under the horse's belly, who knows what will happen to you and me now?"

Hua Jiang grasped Song Ying's hand tightly, and unconsciously frowned.Thinking about that incident at the time, he was just doing a favor.It's just that when he took Song Ying more and more seriously, every time he thought about it, he felt that it was a nightmare.Fortunately, fortunately, it just happened in time, he is often so grateful.It was also this incident that made him understand what it means to be afraid.

Of course, thinking about it later, it was not just that time that Song Ying was put in danger under her nose.In fact, sometimes he would even dream about the scene at that time in his dreams, just like that time in Cangya.

The scenes in the dream would change from time to time, or he failed to rescue him, and there were also scenes of watching Song Ying disappear in front of his eyes, and every time he would drenched his whole body in cold sweat.Until he woke up and saw the person next to him, and knew that he was just dreaming.At that time, it will make him cherish every bit of getting along with this person even more, because the dream made him understand the second word, which is 'lost and found'.

These frequent dreams made Hua Jiang think that this was his punishment for not caring about Song Ying at the beginning.

Song Ying felt something was wrong with Hua Jiang when he squeezed his hand harder and harder, and his face was solemn.Song Ying gently shook Hua Jiang's arm, and called him twice before he came back from the state of trance, and looked at Song Ying with a puzzled face.

Song Ying tilted her head towards him and said, "Did we go astray?" He didn't remember passing through such a forest when he came out of Wushuang Castle.

Because Hua Jiang was deeply immersed in his own thoughts just now, he stretched out his fingers and gently touched the corners of his eyebrows with some thoughts.Then, he smiled innocently at Song Ying and said, "I want to take you to meet an old man."

"Who?"

"The former old Shangshu."

Looking at the denser and denser forest, until the carriage could no longer enter, Song Ying couldn't believe it: "Why did the former old Shangshu live in such a remote dense forest?"

"You'll find out later."

When Hua Jiang ordered the brigade to rest in place, the sun had already set to the west.Cheng Yiyang stepped forward and asked Hua Jiang, "Should the guards be allowed to light a fire overnight?"

Hua Jiang nodded towards him, and then saw Song Ying's shocked expression.Hua Jiang stepped onto his white pony first, then stretched out his hand to Song Ying and said, "Come up!"

Song Yingcai sat down in front of Huajiang, and Madam Xu handed it to him, who was still sleeping soundly.

"Sit still!" Hua Jiang ordered behind Song Ying.

"Wow!" Because he hadn't ridden a horse for a long time, and because he had a baby in his arms, his body was a little difficult to maintain balance, and he was going to fall to the right. Under the danger, Hua Jiang tightened his arms with a low laugh, and pulled Song Ying and the little boy were firmly in their arms.

Huajiang galloped between the trees for a moment, and Cheng Yiyang followed behind.Song Ying was worried that the little boy would get sick from the wind, so she grabbed a corner of her robe and covered the little boy's head.

Following the trail in the forest, they rode slowly for another half an hour, and heard the sound of ding-dong water. After walking a few hundred meters, Song Ying finally saw a small water stream less than two meters wide lying in front of them. .Looking to the left and right, I couldn't see the source of the small stream.

"Shall we dismount?"

"No! Hold the baby tight."

Hua Jiang kicked the horse and jumped, and the horse jumped over the water stream easily. However, not far away, with the rustling leaves in the forest, there was a melodious flute sound.

"This is a good hermitage." Song Ying knew that the family they were going to visit should have arrived.

Turning around a large dense bamboo forest, a thatched hut that seemed to have been carefully repaired appeared in front of Song Ying.It's autumn again, and there are some seasonal melons and fruits hanging on the fence outside the courtyard gate.It makes people feel relieved for a while.

Cheng Yiyang got off the horse first, took the rein from Huajiang's hand, loosened it on a big bamboo that slanted out, and went to pat the courtyard gate.The person who answered the door was an old man in his fifties, with the deep wrinkles on his face imprinted with the traces of time.

"Young master is here?" Seeing Hua Jiang, the man's face was filled with joy.Then when he turned to look at Song Ying and the baby in his arms, there was a moment of confusion on his face, but he still nodded and smiled at Song Ying.

After Song Ying returned the gift, the old man turned sideways, and it turned out that he was a hunchbacked old man.Following Huajiang and the others walked in, imitating Huajiang and knelt down to the big man in the house, only the old man asked in a mellow voice.

"Are you here?"

Huajiang replied respectfully: "Yes, I should have come to see you long ago."

"It's fine if you want to."

Although Song Ying lowered her head, she could still feel that Lao Shangshu should be nodding while answering.Then he should have set his gaze on the top of Song Ying's head.Although it was inconvenient for Song Ying to hold the child in her arms, she still bowed to the old man and greeted the old man politely: "Hello, old Shangshu!"

Old Shang Shuyue was drinking tea, when he heard Song Ying's greeting, he coughed lightly twice.It seems to be the reason why I drank too much tea just now.Or Hua Jiang turned his head to Song Ying and explained with a smile: "This is grandpa!"

"Grandpa?" Didn't you tell me it was the old Shangshu?

Hua Jiang hid his smile in the corners of his eyes, and the corners of his mouth curled up towards Song Ying playfully.

ah!You scoundrel!Therefore, Song Ying bowed to the old Shangshu again, and called out unnaturally, "Grandpa."

"Oh!" Old Shangshu finally nodded with satisfaction.After he turned the two of them over and looked at them, he woke them up, took a look at Xiao Manman in Song Ying's arms, and said to Huajiang, "It's a bit like you when you were a child."

Hua Jiang leaned slightly and said, "Yes!"

Huajiang's grandfather has black hair that ordinary people envy.Although his hair color is still black, the skin on his face and the light projected from his eyes have the look of an old man in his sixties.Therefore, after not holding the little boy for a long time, he showed a little tiredness.Song Ying saw it, approached him, bent slightly and said.

"You always stop, let me come!"

Old Shangshu looked at him unexpectedly, and nodded slightly to show his appreciation for Song Ying's sharp eyesight.Then he turned to Hua Jiang and asked, "Is your mother in good health?"

"Grandpa is thinking about it, and everything is fine, mother."

"Is it still the same as before?"

"Yes"

The old Shangshu heaved a long sigh, and only then did he have the thought of making homework.Chao Huajiang and Song Ying each ordered them to sit down and talk.Later, they asked about the situation of the City Lord's Mansion, and finally turned the conversation to Song Ying, the old minister asked Song Ying about Song Qi.

"Brother, maybe because he has a lot of business to deal with recently, he didn't write to me in time. Therefore, I don't know his situation at this time."

"Oh...!" Old Shangshu elongated his voice.

When he looked at Huajiang again, he had a serious look on his face, and the old Shangshu saw everything in his eyes.At this time, the girl who ran in from the outside, found Hua Jiang and the others, screamed and flew straight into Hua Jiang's arms.Song Ying was speechless.

"Cousin!" the girl called Hua Jiang.

This is the legendary cousin?Although Song Ying had never heard about Huajiang, she once heard about their childhood at Anbu's, uh... an interesting story.

"Jiao'er, don't mess around!" Old Shangshu reprimanded with a dark face.

"No, I haven't seen my cousin for a long time. Hey, he looks even more handsome." Yan Jiao stretched out her hand to hit Hua Jiang's face while talking.

Ren Xiaonizi, who didn't think Huajiang was disobedient, pinched his face.

Or the old Shangshu couldn't stand it anymore and said, "You are such a big girl, if you don't learn etiquette, how can you be decent?"

Yan Jiao made a face in Shang Shu's direction, so cute.When she turned her face to look at Song Ying and the baby in Song Ying's arms, the look in her eyes... Song Ying became entangled.

Yan Jiao looked at Song Ying who was smiling at her, then at the sleeping son in his arms, and finally stood up from Hua Jiang's arms. "This is...?" She glanced at Huajiang.

Hua Jiang frowned and nodded. "Your cousin!"

Not only Song Ying, but even the old Shangshu trembled as if covered with goose skin when he heard the title that came out of Hua Jiang's mouth.

The reason why Yan Jiao looked at Song Ying back and forth was because she still couldn't believe that this gentle-looking man in front of her actually gave birth to a baby for her cousin?It's a man, right?She stared fiercely at Song Ying's chest.If it is said that this person is a woman who looks a bit heroic, she will believe it.Therefore, her hands were itchy, and she suddenly attacked Song Ying's chest.

Knew it!

With sharp eyes and quick hands, Hua Jiang flew in front of Song Ying, and quickly grabbed Xiao Nizi's demon hand.Seeing that she missed with one hand, Xiao Nizi changed hands to grab it, how could she be faster than Huajiang.Therefore, when she came to her senses, both hands were controlled by Hua Jiang.

At this time, Old Shangshu also shouted at Yan Jiao with anger on his face, "What are you still messing around with, get off this old man."

Song Ying felt a blur in front of her eyes, and Hua Jiang, who was sitting opposite him, was already standing in front of her.So when he raised his face to look at Hua Jiang, he could only see a rare smile on his face, and he said to Yan Jiao with the corner of his mouth twitching, "I know you have a lot of tricks."

"I just want to touch and see."

The old Shangshu blew his beard and stared and said, "You shameless bastard."

But Huajiang let Xiao Nizi go, cupped his hands at the old Shangshu and said: "My cousin likes to play around since she was a child, so grandpa doesn't have to be so angry."

"Then give me a touch?"

Song Ying was startled by the spark of curiosity in Xiao Nizi's eyes, and quickly put her head on Hua Jiang's back.Hua Jiang categorically refused and said, "Don't even think about it!"

Xiao Nizi wailed repeatedly.Suddenly, she poked her head behind Huajiang, "Is this cousin really a man or a woman?"

Song Ying nodded with a wry smile.

Yan Jiao seemed to have been hit so hard, she put her head in her hands and backed away repeatedly: "Man can be so beautiful and can have children, so why do the world still use women? My god!"

Song Ying: "...!"

I don't know if it was because someone disturbed her sleep, but the little boy suddenly turned his head in Song Ying's arms, seeing the little boy's eyebrows and little face wrinkled together, Song Ying murmured softly, "Not good!" Seeing the little boy Unceremoniously, his mouth was crooked, and he burst into tears.Yan Jiao