The carriage walked on the spacious official road for two days. The rain and snow fell heavily and the weather became colder, but the carriage was very warm. The three small couches were covered with thick cotton mattresses, and a copper hollowed-out stove was placed in the middle of the couch. A slight light shone out and the body was baked with warmth. It covered it with a small wooden table, with grooves engraved on the table, and a teapot, tea cup and two saucers of desserts were placed.

Ji Yun sat on the couch in the middle and was napping. Fu Cha was holding a beauty and slapped her legs. Song Ruoxi looked at the monotonous scenery outside for two days, but didn't want to see it anymore. She sat cross-legged, closed her eyes slightly, pinched her fingers on her right hand, held the rosary in her left hand, and recited the Heart Sutra silently.

Qiao Rong, Xiang Xiu and Mint sat opposite each other, doing embroidery work in their hands. Song Ruoxi advised them that the carriage was bumpy and that embroidery work would damage their eyes. They were not in a hurry to ask for these things, and it would not be too late to do them slowly when they returned to Beijing.

The three of them responded with a smile, but they just refused to change. Song Ruoxi advised her for two or three times, but when she saw that they didn't listen, she had to give up and let them go.

In recent years, there have been many merchants coming and going on the road, as well as officials and their family members who returned to the capital to report their duties like Song Sui. Therefore, the Song family's nearly 100-person team is not very noticeable.

It was dark early in winter, but Shen Shizheng, and the sky gradually became dark. The convoy swayed towards the town in front and entered the city gate. He heard a faint crying sound. Song Ruoxi lifted the curtain and looked out. An old woman and a little child were guarding two bamboo baskets on the side of the road. The little girl was crying quietly. The old woman looked helpless and coaxed her in a low voice.

Seeing the old woman's head full of white hair and the little girl's cold cheeks, and their clothes covered with patches, Song Ruoxi's eyes flashed slightly, the rich people's wine and meat smelled, and the road was frozen to death, Amitabha Buddha, all sentient beings are suffering, make a good relationship with them! Speak: "Stop."

"Xi'er, what's wrong?" Ji Yun opened her eyes and asked.

"Mom, there are people selling things over there, I want to buy them." Song Ruoxi knocked on the wall of the car, "Stop quickly."

The carriage slowly stopped. Seeing that the carriage Ji Yun was riding stopped, the other carriages also stopped.

Ji Yun smiled and said, "You wait for the girl to get out of the car and buy things."

Xiangxiu and Mint got out first, Rong Qiao helped Song Ruoxi put on the hat, "Girl."

Song Ruoxi walked straight over. The old woman bought a stinky orange, which was black and looked unpleasant. No wonder she couldn't sell it.

"Girl, don't look at the oranges as ugly as they look, they are so sweet, like honey." The old woman quickly promoted the sale when she saw a guest coming.

Song Ruoxi picked up an orange, peeled it open, took a petal, lifted the veil, and put the orange in his mouth. The old woman did not lie. The orange was not only sweet, but also had enough moisture and was delicious. She asked with a smile: "Old man, how do you sell this orange?"

"Girl, three cents per pound of oranges." The old woman said.

Song Ruoxi estimated the weight of oranges in the basket, which was about twenty kilograms, and smiled and said, "I bought them all."

The old woman was stunned for a moment and said, "Girl, you can't eat too much in a cold day. Just buy a pound and try it."

In this case, the old woman was not thinking about selling the goods quickly and going home, but was worried that the buyer would not eat too much cold food. Song Ruoxi was moved by her kindness and said, "Old man, there are many people in my family. If I don't eat it alone, you might as well sell the basket to me together."

The old woman looked up at the long line of teams, and knew she had met a noble person, and said, "Girl, the basket was made by the old woman's son himself. If you don't have any money, just take it away."

"Then thank you, the old man." Song Ruoxiu smiled, "Xiangxiu gave the old man money."

Xiangxiu counted sixty cents to the old woman.

Song Ruoxi took out a few silver beans from his purse that Ji Yun gave her to reward the servants, and walked to the little girl, "Little sister, this is for you to play with."

The little girl blinked her big eyes with tears in her eyes and looked at Song Ruoxi without reaching out to pick her up.

"Girl, this is not possible." The old woman waved her hand.

"Old man, this little sister is so cute. I like her very much, so I gave her something to play with." Song Ruoxi took the little girl's cold hand and put the silver beans in her palm. "This one cannot be eaten, please play with it."

"Thank you sister." The little girl said politely.

"No need to thank you." Song Ruoxi touched her head, turned around and walked towards the carriage.

Mint asked the servants to put the oranges on the carriage, and picked up a dozen more to the carriage for Song Ruoxi to eat. The old woman and the little girl watched the convoy go away before going out of the city. When they got home, they found that the silver beans were two cents. The old woman thanked the Bodhisattva for a long time and let their grandparents meet good people.

The carriage was parked in front of an inn in the town. The butler and a few managers walked in front of everyone, packed the room early, and entered the store. Everyone drank a bowl of warm ginger soup, and the maids were busy making hot water to wash the masters.

Song Ruoxi was not busy going back to the room to wash, and grabbed a big orange to go to the horse shed to see the snow hoofs, "Snow hoofs, you have worked hard all the way. Look, I'll comfort you with delicious food."

The spiritual snow hooves stretched out the horse's head and rubbed it on her shoulders, as if they were acting coquettishly with her. Xiang Xiu and Mint were a little funny, but they looked at the man and horse with some helplessness.

"Snow hoof, you have to be careful and don't bite my hand." Song Ruoxi peeled off the orange and fed it to the snow hoof.

Snowhoof opened her mouth and took the oranges she fed.

"Sister, what are you doing?" Song Huai went to the room and couldn't find Song Ruoxi. He asked Qinghe and knew that she was here, so he came over.

"I'm feeding my snow hooves and eating oranges." Song Ruoxi turned around and smiled at him.

"Do you feed the horses oranges?" Song Huai was stunned and walked over, "Sister, be careful that it will cause diarrhea."

"Bao, you crow's mouth." Song Ruoxi glanced at him, "The snow hooves won't have diarrhea, the snow hooves are good horses."

"It's a pity to pull the cart like this." A sudden male voice rang out.

"Who? Come out." Song Huai was shocked and stood in front of Song Ruoxiu and looked around vigilantly. Xiangxiu and Mint grabbed the whip placed beside the manger and protected the left and right sides of Song Ruoxiu. Xiao Bing and Xiao Ding stood in front of the two, looking like they were trying to fight with others.

A tall and strong man walked out of the horse shed, with bronze skin, thick eyebrows and big eyes, a handsome face, wearing a black robe, which was raised and stuffed around his waist.

"Who are you? What do you want to do?" Song Huai asked in a deep voice.

The strong man looked at Song Ruoxi with a veil on his face, unable to see his appearance clearly. He only saw the black and white ink pupils, illuminated by the dim candlelight, his eyes flowing, and his charming charm. This rich and noble girl did not dislike the smell of the horse shed and dared to come to feed the horses in person. "Little brother, don't be nervous, I have no malice, I am also a guest in the hotel, so I come to feed the horses in the horse shed."

When Song Huai heard that it was a guest, his nervous expression on his face was slightly reduced, but he was still worried that the strong man would hit Song Ruoxi, "Sister, stop feeding, let's go in."

"It's already finished feeding." Song Ruoxi stuffed the last two petals of orange into the mouth of the snow hoof.

"Miss, can you sell this horse?" asked the strong man.

"No." Song Ruoxi hugged Xuexiao's head tightly and screamed, "This is my horse."

"Sister, don't worry, the horse is yours, no one can snatch it away." Song Huai stared at the strong man with fierce eyes.

The sister protected the horse tightly, and the younger brother protected the sister tightly. The siblings were really interesting. The strong man laughed loudly and turned around and left.

"Freak." Mint said with a pout.

"Sister, it's okay. We're in. It's so cold outside." Song Huai frowned and stomped his feet, which were a little frozen. Why did he have to report his work after returning to Beijing to report on his work at the end of the year?

Song Ruoxi held the horse's head and refused to let go, "Huai'er, what if he takes advantage of our departure and lead the horse away?"

Song Huai thought for a moment, "Xiao Bing, you are here to wait for the horse-raising servant to come. Tell him to take good care of the second girl's horse. If the second girl's horse is gone, he will not want to live."

"Huai'er, no matter how good the horse is, it cannot compare to human life." Song Ruoxi disagreed with Song Huai's statement.

Song Huai sighed, "Sister!"

Song Ruoxi let go of his hand, "I understand, my brother said that he wouldn't really take his life."

"Go in." Song Huai glared at her and walked towards the inn.

Song Ruoxi smiled badly and followed him.

The brother and brother went up the second floor and went to Song Sui and Ji Yun's room. When they entered the door, they found that the strong man was talking to Song Sui and Ji Yun. The three sisters of Song Ruohu stood beside each other and looked at each other. What was going on? They came to buy a horse and a house?

When Ji Yun saw the two of them coming in, she waved and said, "Xi'er, Huai'er is here."

The brother and brother obediently walked over, but their eyes were still staring at the strong man.

Song Sui didn't notice something wrong with the siblings, and smiled and said, "Jinlin, this is Xi'er, this is Huai'er. Xi'er, Huai'er, this is your uncle's nephew, you can greet him."

Song Ruoxi breathed a sigh of relief. If he was a relative, he didn't have to worry. No matter how arrogant he was, he was embarrassed to steal her horse and greet her. "Xi'er has seen it..." He was stunned for a moment, why should she call him the uncle's nephew?

"Huai'er has met Brother Jinlin." Song Huai said with a tribute.

"Xi'er has met Brother Jinlin." Song Ruoxi called Song Huai.

Jinlin is the nephew of Ji Yun's eldest brother-in-law Mu Xueliang. He served as the seventh-rank Zhiguo lieutenant in Huxiao Camp. This time he was on vacation and returned to Huaian's home to celebrate the New Year. When he learned that the Song family was here, he found out that it was his aunt's sister, so he came to visit him.

Mu Jinlin returned the greeting and smiled and said, "I was in the horse stool just now. I didn't know that I was my uncle's younger brother and sister. I'm rude. I hope my younger brother and sister should not be surprised."

When Ji Yun heard that Song Ruoxi went to the horse shed again, she glanced at her. How could this girl change her temperament as her elder sister?

"Jinlin doesn't have to care about any small matters. Please sit down, please sit down." Song Sui didn't even ask what was the matter, but just laughed at him.

"Jinlin saw Xi'er's sister raised a good horse in the horse shed, and rashly proposed to buy it, which made Xi'er's sister unhappy." Mu Jinlin saw Ji Yun slanting Song Ruoxi, thinking that she blamed Song Ruoxi for not having a conflict with others, and smiled and explained.

"I don't know where this girl bought it. Ai Ruozhenbao. Seeing that the weather was cold, she was afraid that the horse would be frozen, so she insisted on putting on clothes for the horse. After persuading her for a long time, she was willing to give up." Ji Yun was afraid that Mu Jinlin would mention buying a horse again, which made Song Ruoxi get angry. She quickly explained that this horse was Song Ruoxi's life and hinted that he would not want to hit the horse.

Mu Jinlin smiled, "Sister Xi'er is a horse lover, can we know what this horse yearns for the most?"

Song Ruoxi's eyes turned slightly and said, "How can you know the joy of fish if you are not fish?"

Mu Jinlin choked.

Song Huai's lips tilted lightly.

To go to Huaian, you must pass through Qingyuan. Since you are on the same road and are relatives, Mu Jinlin walked with the Song family.

It was cold and the ground was frozen, but Mu Jinlin was not afraid of the cold. He did not ride on a carriage with Song Sui and his son, and rode on the horse, allowing the north wind to blew.

At noon, he found a place to be leeward and stopped to rest and cook. Mu Jinlin saw Song Ruoxi taking hay to feed the snow hooves, and muttering to it, laughed silently, walked over, stopped three steps away, and said, "Sister Xi'er, Marco doesn't understand you."

"Hors are spiritual animals. They can understand what I say. When we call horse stop, it will stop. When we call horse run, it will run. In fact, we don't understand what they say." Song Ruoxi looked up at Mu Jinlin and said seriously.

Mu Jinlin pondered for a moment and said, "It makes sense."

Song Ruoxi's eyes were flowing and he asked, "Brother Jinlin, is it difficult to learn to ride a horse?"

"Do you want to learn to ride a horse?" Mu Jinlin was surprised.

"Girl, you can't learn to ride a horse, it's very dangerous. I heard from my brother that someone fell off the horse and was lucky, but he just broke his leg. If he was not lucky, he would even lose his life." Xiangduo scared Song Ruoxi.

"Brother Jinlin, have you ever fallen off the horse?" Song Ruoxi ignored Xiangduo.

Mu Jinlin smiled and said, "This horse is too tall for my sister. If my sister wants to ride a horse, I will give you a docile pony next day."

"The horse is not majestic at all when riding, I want to ride the snow hoof." Song Ruoxi curled his lips disgusted and touched the snow hoof's head. "My snow hoof is very gentle. It will protect me and it will not throw me off the horse. Can you teach me how to ride a horse?"

Mu Jinlin thought for a moment and said, "If you can get your aunt to agree, I will teach you how to ride a horse."

"Mrs. I won't agree." Qinghe splashed cold water.

Song Ruoxi rolled her eyes to Qinghe. Of course, she knew that Ji Yun, who loved her daughter as if she were alive, would not let her be at all dangerous. She sighed, "I would be fine if I were a man."

Mu Jinlin smiled.

Xiang Xiu walked over and said with a smile: "Young Master Mu, girl, it's time to go over and have a meal."

When he was out, there was not so much attention. Men and women sat at the same table. Seeing that Song Ruoxi was eating vegetarian dishes, Mu Jinlin asked in surprise: "Sister Xi'er, why don't you eat meat?"

Song Ruoxi clasped his hands together and chanted the Buddha's chant: "Today is fasting day, I can't get meat and fish."

Mu Jinlin didn't expect that Song Ruoxi would be as young as those old women, and a strange color flashed in his eyes.
To be continued...