Tenderness like water

After the carriage started, Dongfang Xu leaned against the wall of the carriage and closed his eyes in thought.

Before he came, he was the only one in the carriage, and he could pass the time by doing whatever he wanted, but now that there was one more person in the carriage, he had nothing to do, and could only do so in a daze with a pensive look.

There is also a secret compartment behind him, which holds the things he usually uses, but they must never be taken out in front of others.

Perhaps it was because of Yang Lan's "joke" that the only thing Dongfang Xu took away when he left Qijia Village was the embroidery bag. Later, when he returned to teaching, he finished dealing with those chores, and he really started to learn when he was bored. embroidery.

In the beginning, Dongfang Xu just liked to watch some exquisite embroidery, and it worked well. During that time, everyone in the teaching changed into clothes embroidered with various patterns, and the people below specially found a lot of embroiderers to support them.

It's a pity that Dongfang Xu's liking only lasted for a period of time - it was only a period of time on the surface, but secretly he began to go out secretly, and even bought needles and threads by himself.

"Dongfang, have you read this script?" When Dongfang Xu was distracted, Yang Lan had already opened the two hidden compartments at hand. I put some story books, which should be used to pass the time.

Yang Lan closed the first dark space after only one glance. This is not Dongfang Xu's favorite taste.When he was in Qijia Village, Yang Lan discovered that Dongfang likes sweet pastries, and these dried fruits can be known to be salty, so he didn't look too much.It was the script book in the second hidden compartment, and Yang Lan took out the top one. He had never read these things.

"No." There are two kinds of hidden compartments in the carriage, one is organized by the people below, and the other is only he knows where it is, and he has never opened the compartments where pastries and story books are placed there.

Yang Lan opened the story book and read a section. It was a travel note and felt pretty good before, so she made this point, "Dongfang, the journey is boring, why don't I read it to you?"

Dongfang Xu glanced at the book in Yang Lan's hand. When he was a child, his family was poor and he didn't even know how to read characters. Naturally, he would not read those scripts. Later, when he entered the teaching school, he was taught to read, but most of his Time is practicing, and I can't read the script.

Seeing that Dongfang Xu didn't refuse, Yang Lan opened his mouth. Starting from the first word, he began to read slowly, with a cadenced tone, and looked up from the story book to see Dongfang Xu's expression from time to time. If he likes it, he can continue. If he doesn't like it, just skip that boring paragraph and read on to the rest.

The whole afternoon passed between the two of them reading and listening to the book. Because it was tiring to ride the carriage all the time, Yang Lan stopped the carriage on purpose and took Dongfang Xu out of the carriage to have a look.

In fact, with the efforts of the two of them, even if they sat in the carriage for ten and a half months, they wouldn't feel uncomfortable. As long as they were really angry, those sore feelings would disappear, but Dongfang Xu still obeyed Yang Lan's strength and stretched out. Take out a hand and let Yang Lan pull himself up.

The moment they got out of the car, the two drivers saw their handshake and almost poked their eyes blind.

Is that really the master who will give a silver needle without hesitation when anyone gets close?

The speed of the carriage was much faster than that of the caravan. Although they walked the same way to avoid the caravan and stopped for a while in the middle, when they arrived at Pingcheng, the guarding soldiers said that they had not yet The caravan enters the city.

After paying the entrance fee, the carriage drove all the way in, and finally stopped at an inn that looked the cleanest and tidy, "Master, we're here."

Yang Lan talked all afternoon, drank a lot of water with dry mouth, and finally arrived at the place. He was the first to get out of the carriage, and then he solved his personal problems before returning.

"The caravan hasn't arrived yet, do you want to wait for them to come with you?" Dongfang Xu was sitting by the window, with a plate of snacks and a pot of tea in front of him. Seeing Yang Lan coming over under the guidance of the waiter, Dongfang Xu put it in his sleeve Ri's fingers moved slightly, and then he spoke.

It was already in the afternoon, the sun shone obliquely through the window, half of it fell on the ground, and half of it fell on Dongfang Xu's body.

"The caravan will also come to the inn. Naturally, I will wait for them with you." Yang Lan froze for a moment, and then took the opportunity to sit opposite Dongfang Xu, "Could it be that Dongfang will drive me away when we get there?"

Dongfang Xu tightened his fingers, turned his head away, and stopped looking at Yang Lan.This person is always so shameless, he can talk to himself no matter what.

Because Dongfang turned his head, only half of Yang Lan's face could be seen, but the earlobe glowed warm orange in the sunlight.Looking at the small piece of earlobe, Yang Lan rubbed the fingers of her right hand, and then suddenly remembered the things she packed in Qijia Village before, and took out an oiled paper bag through her sleeve.

"Dongfang, I still remember the cakes from the restaurant in your nearest town when you were in Qijia Village. I went there once before and specially packed some. Come and try to see if the taste has changed."

Yang Lan took out the oil-paper bag, and the subordinates who were waiting next to him immediately stepped forward to take away the cakes served in the store with winking eyes, and also found an empty plate by the way, asking Yang Lan to put the cakes in.

Dongfang Xu lowered his eyes, looking at the familiar cakes on the plate, wondering if he should make a move.

Back then he was pressed on the bed by Yang Lan and couldn't move freely. Every day, Yang Lan would find some new things to amuse him. Although he couldn't get out of bed at that time, it was not boring.This pastry was also one of the things Yang Lan brought back at that time.

Perhaps Yang Lan is the only person in the world who knows about his sweet tooth—no, he may know more than this.

Thinking of this, Dongfang Xu's mind suddenly trembled.

How could he forget that this person still knew his biggest secret.

"Leave it alone." Thinking of this, Dongfang Xu completely lost interest in the pastry in front of him. The anger and unhappiness at seeing this person turned into unknown fear at this moment.

Does Yang Lan know?If so, have you told anyone else?

Yang Lan naturally didn't know what Dongfang Xu was thinking in his heart. He watched Dongfang Xu's half-raised hand and suddenly retracted it.

Did he remember wrongly, Dongfang doesn't like this kind of pastry?

Yang Lan was still holding the plate in one hand, because he had packed the pastry and put it in his sleeve. At this time, there was even heat, puffing on his fingers, "Dongfang, don't you want to try it? This shop is still open again. What about that place?"

"No." Dongfang Xu looked at Yang Lan's smiling face, but he didn't know what to do. He couldn't even sit in this chair anymore, so he went back to the room he just reserved with a wave of his sleeves.

When Yang Lan was going to solve major life issues, two of Dongfang Xu's subordinates had already booked a room, two connected upper rooms - one for Dongfang Xu, and one for the two of them.

As for Yang Lan, didn't he come with the caravan?Naturally, there is a caravan to arrange his room.

Watching Dongfang Xu leave, Yang Lan wanted to follow, but was stopped by two people standing beside him, "Master is going to rest."

This time Yang Lan didn't force his way, so he could only stay in the lobby.Before it was time to eat, Dongfang Xu didn't ask the waiter to deliver things to the room. Yang Lan couldn't even find a reason to go in. He still couldn't enter the room until the caravan arrived in Pingcheng.

But coincidentally, Anping also chose this inn as a foothold, Anping took two assistants and Yang Lianting to live here, and the rest lived in a large courtyard not far from the city gate.It was a yard specially rented out for caravans to spend the night, but Anping arranged for the two young masters to come to the inn because he was afraid that the two young masters would not be used to it.

"Brother, you've arrived!" Yang Lianting saw Yang Lan sitting drinking tea as soon as he entered the inn, and shouted loudly so that many people looked over.

Fortunately, it was not time for dinner at this time, and there were not many people in the lobby, so no one was laughed at.

"Second brother." Yang Lan stood up and walked over, "Brother An."

"Eldest young master, you and the second young master can rest in this inn tonight. The caravan and I will guard the goods in the courtyard of the city gate." Anping never leaves the goods for too long when he goes out. It is to send the second young master to the inn. I'm afraid he will stay in the yard until he leaves early tomorrow morning.

"Brother An, I'm sorry." Yang Lan didn't say that he would go back and squeeze into the Datong shop with the caravan. If he had a better choice, he naturally wouldn't have to experience that kind of Datong shop.

After saying hello, Anping waved to the shopkeeper who had been waiting at the side, "Shopkeeper, I want two rooms."

The storekeeper opened the brochure in front of him, and smiled at Anping embarrassedly, "Guest, I'm really sorry, there is only one room left in our store."

"One?" Yang Lianting glanced at the direction of the corridor, this is the largest inn in Pingcheng, how come there is only one room left?

"That's right, guest, isn't it coming to the Flower Festival? This year it's our turn in Pingcheng. Some of our rooms have already been booked out. Others have paid a deposit, so we can't give this room to you." You can use it." Holding the pen in one hand, the shopkeeper looked at the tall and burly people in front of him, and felt a little nervous, for fear that they would strike if they disagreed.

Yang Lan and the others naturally don't know how to do it. There are a fixed number of rooms in the inn, so they can't blame others for being late.

"Then let's have one." Yang Lan took out a copper plate from his pocket and put it on the counter, "Fix this one first."

"Okay." Seeing that Yang Lan was so kind, the shopkeeper immediately wrote down their rooms on the pamphlet, and then handed him a small wooden sign, "The rest of the room is Kunzi No. You go up."

"Please trouble the store." Yang Lan took the sign and handed it back to Yang Lianting.

"Brother, what is this?" Yang Lianting held a sign in his hand, not knowing what his brother was going to do.

"You live in this room. My friend also reserved a room. I'll go and squeeze him in at night." Yang Lan glanced at Yang Lianting's figure with a very veiled look. It wasn't him who said it, but his second brother. With a burly figure, the single bed here is probably just right for sleeping.

Yang Lianting originally thought about sharing a room with his elder brother, but when Yang Lan looked at him like this, he also thought that his figure was not suitable for resting with others, so he raised his hand and scratched his head, as if he had nothing to do, and followed the leader who led the way The waiter went upstairs.

As for Yang Lan, he was thinking about how he could get into Dongfang Xu's room smoothly.