In the evening, the snow was finally getting smaller.

The female shopkeeper tried to keep her but failed, and the family of three left the inn.

Fang Zheng and Feng Qing had dinner in the inn lobby.

The two ordered two dishes and one soup.

The remaining family of three ordered only porridge, a side dish, and two steamed buns. The female shopkeeper was soft-hearted and brought them two bowls of pork ribs and stewed radish. The soup was ordered by Fang Zheng and Feng Qing. According to the shopkeeper, there were too many things to cook, and they couldn't finish it anyway. It would be better to give them a bowl each.

How can you eat enough meat these days?

They knew that it was given to them by the shopkeeper, and the two of them were grateful.

Anyway, there were no one else, so the shopkeeper simply asked the kitchen staff to eat with a few friends. Therefore, three tables were made in the lobby, the shopkeeper's couple and the couple were at the same table as the shopkeeper, Fang Zheng and Feng Qing, and the family of three were at the same table.

There are many people, so naturally I don’t care about food and not talking. Everyone talks at a glance and talks, and they are still in harmony.

Somehow, the shopkeeper mentioned Fang Zheng and Feng Qing.

"Mr. Fang, I see that you have a lot of luggage. Are you going to catch a long way?" He also saw Fang Zheng's book, and the shopkeeper's identity was also speculated.

"To be honest, I and my wife are going to Kyoto for the exam. I planned to leave Qizhou tomorrow, but I never thought it would snow so hard. I am afraid I will not be able to set off in the past few days." Fang Zheng put down his chopsticks and replied slowly.

At this time, I went to Kyoto for the exam, which means that Mr. Fang is a juren.

Even though he had already guessed in his heart, when Fang Zheng admitted it in person, the shopkeeper was still surprised.

That's a juren. If he is lucky and shines in the imperial examination, he will be a juren in the future. Today they can sit together with the future juren and talk to him, which is enough to brag for the rest of their lives.

The shopkeeper looked at the snow floating outside, "It hasn't been so heavy since it has been snowing so hard in many years. Looking at the weather, I'm afraid I can't stop for a while. The snow on the ground has not crossed my calves. The car cannot be left. I'm afraid I'm going to take the water."

"That's exactly what I plan to do." Fang Zheng nodded, paused, and then said: "But looking at the heavy snow, I'm afraid the river will soon freeze and the boat will not be able to move."

The shopkeeper nodded in agreement, "Yes, I haven't seen such heavy snow for more than ten years. The snow more than ten years ago is similar to today. If I remember it well, the snow will only melt in about a month, and it will take half a month to sail on the river."

Smack-

The chopsticks in Feng Qing's hand fell on the table.

"How can that work?" She was a little anxious. If she really couldn't leave for a month or a half, they might not be able to arrive in Kyoto before the exam.

"Don't worry, madam, I'll think of a solution for my husband." Fang Zheng grabbed Feng Qing's hand, took Feng Qing a pair of chopsticks again, and served her a bowl of soup.

"My husband is not familiar with the place here, how do you think of a solution?" Feng Qing was worried.

"If you want to take a boat, I can help you ask." The shopkeeper spoke tentatively.

"Can the shopkeeper know the owner of the ship who travels to and from Kyoto and Qizhou?" Feng Qing didn't bother to eat, and she asked in surprise.

"It's my brother's sister-in-law's brother. He has several boats, all of which are from Kyoto. If you make up your mind to make a boat, I will ask you for it." This is the brother of a brother of a brother of the opposite sex of the shopkeeper. It sounds a bit far away, but he lives in Qizhou City and can talk about it occasionally.

"Then please ask the shopkeeper." Fang Zheng thanked the shopkeeper.

"It's not a big deal. When the snow stops, I will go and ask you two." The shopkeeper was kind-hearted and helpful, but he didn't expect to flatter Fang Zheng's identity.

This made Feng Qing like this inn more and more.

Feng Qing finally breathed a sigh of relief when the thing she was most worried about was settled. Only then did she feel like drinking the soup.

It was about herself, and the wife was always more concerned. Fang Zheng felt sorry for and cared about it. She tried the bowl and felt that the soup was still warm, so she felt relieved to let Feng Qing drink it.

When they were in a good mood, they had a big appetite. The two of them ate two dishes and one soup.

After dinner, I was not in a hurry to leave. However, today is the beginning of the New Year, and more people talked and it was lively. The female shopkeeper even took a lot of sunflower seeds, which were planted and fried by himself.

Snowflakes are flying outside, but the lobby is warm.

The family of three was still a little unwilling to let go, especially when they learned that Fang Zheng was actually a juren, they became more and more cramped. After a meal, they also knew Feng Qing and Fang Zheng's temperament, so they gradually let go.

During this chat, Fang Zheng and the others stayed downstairs for more than an hour.

After eating sunflower seeds and drinking hot water, the stomach was filled with stuffyness. Feng Qing quietly pressed the stomach.

Fang Zheng didn't eat it, so he put down the cup in his hand and bowed to the shopkeepers and the others, "It's getting late, so I'll go back to my room first, so everyone can chat."

As he said that, he reached out to Feng Qing and held his wife upstairs.

After standing up, Feng Qing felt more comfortable. She nodded to the people in the lobby and smiled embarrassedly: "My husband knows I'm sleepy."

Watching Fang Zheng and the others leave.

The female shopkeeper sighed, "I didn't expect that Mr. Fang would be so approachable when he was a juren. He would definitely be a good official in the future. If we can help such a person, we can help a little."

"That's right." The shopkeeper agreed.

When he returned to the house and no one saw it, Feng Qing took a breath and pressed his stomach, "My husband, I've eaten too much."

I originally ate a lot of food, but the melon seeds are not easy to digest. After drinking two or three cups of water, my stomach will be overwhelmed.

Fang Zheng pulled the person to his lap and sat down with heartache.

Feng Qing moved, "My husband, I'm serious."

More than ninety pounds are not light.

"My wife is not heavy." Fang Zheng rubbed his hands first, and then gently rubbed his wife's stomach.

It is really beneficial to learn medicine. After some massage, Feng Qing quickly felt much more comfortable in her stomach.

"Madam, don't rush to sleep, go a few laps first." Fang Zheng was worried and reminded.

Feng Qing didn't rest much today, and she was really sleepy at this moment. She kept yawning, "My husband and I will go with me."

Fang Zheng smiled softly, and he half-entered Feng Qing, asking his wife to put most of the weight of her body on him, and then he carried her around the room.

The room was not big, so the two of them could only slowly turn around until Feng Qing walked out of the heat and then stopped.

Let Feng Qing sit down, Fang Zheng went downstairs to bring water, and waited for Feng Qing to wash and lay down, and then Fang Zheng started washing.

The stone in his heart was put down, and Feng Qing slept better this night than before.

When I woke up, I found myself holding my husband's waist, and Fang Zheng was still leaning half against the head of the bed, holding a book in one hand and holding a wife in the other.
Chapter completed!