After lunch, I took a short rest, got on the carriage and continued on the road.

After dark, the convoy stopped in the inn in the city. Mu Jinlin immediately went upstairs and was about to go back to the room to wash. He was about to enter the door. When he saw Song Ruohu standing by the corridor, he asked politely: "Why is Sister Ruohu standing outside?"

"There is a musty smell in the room, so my little sister comes out to breathe." Song Ruohu's face was blushing, and he looked at Mu Jinlin with affectionate eyes.

Mu Jinlin's eyebrows moved slightly and said, "It's so inconvenient to go out. Sister Ruohu was wronged for a few days. When she arrived at her home in Beijing, it would be fine."

"Oh, big girl, why are you still standing outside the door? My aunt has already washed up. Come in and wash up!" Chunyan opened the door, saluted Mu Jinlin, and said as she pulled Song Ruohu into the room.

"Brother Jinlin has worked hard to travel. Be careful of your health, earlier..." Before Song Ruohu finished his concern, Chunyan had closed the door.

Mu Jinlin heard a "pop", and then Song Ruohu scolded him, "Damn girl, I need to take care of my affairs."

Mu Jinlin shook his head lightly, pushed the door and walked in, not noticing Song Huai, who was standing by the stairs and had a gloomy face.

After dinner, the Song family members were resting in the room. The inn shopkeeper sat at the counter to read through the account books, and the two waiters were napping by the fire. Suddenly, he heard someone slapped, and the shopkeeper narrowed his eyes, "Xiaoshun, go and see if you are visiting again?"

The waiter who was named pouted unhappily, thinking that the shopkeeper was too partial. He called him every time, but when he took the labor money, it depends on the person's expression. No matter how dissatisfied, he had to get up and open the door.

When I opened the door, I saw that a customer was coming. A carriage was parked at the door, followed by a flatbed cart dragging a coffin. Xiaoshun pulled his mouth and turned around and said, "Shopkeeper, there is a stern official."

"Let them go, and I have to buy a Japanese store today." Usually, someone transports a coffin to stay overnight, but the shopkeeper will not refuse, but during the Chinese New Year, he was afraid that the Song family would be taboo, so he had to not do this business.

"Shop, good luck. This is a cold day, let's take us in for one night!" The middle-aged man in his forties knocked on the door, begging against the wooden door.

Xiaoshun saw that he was pitiful, so he did not forcefully close the door.

The shopkeeper came over, frowned, and said, "Let's do this, I'll ask the guests. If they don't mind, you will come in. If they mind, then I can't do anything."

"If you have time, the store owner will say a few good things for us." The middle-aged man bowed.

The shopkeeper went upstairs to find Song Sui in person and told him about the situation.

Ji Yun sighed lightly and said, "Master, there are not so many taboos when you are out. It is difficult to help your spirits out in such a cold day. If we don't let them in, it will be unkind."

Song Suishen agreed and said, "What the wife said is that when you go out, it is convenient for others and yourself. For the shopkeeper, you can let them come in."

After thanking the shopkeeper, he went downstairs and asked the group to come in.

The coachman thanked him and said, "Damn the child, the shopkeeper agrees to stay in the hotel. Please ask the lady and girl to get off the car."

The car door opened and a woman in her forties came out from inside. The woman jumped out of the car, put down her little slut and said, "Madam, girl, you can get off the car!"

A young woman in white and a girl got out of the car.

The woman stepped forward and supported the girl and said to the coachman: "Brother, please hold the master out of the car,"

The middle-aged man came over and carried a boy three or four years old from the carriage. A little maid of twelve or three years old jumped out of the carriage with a package. The group entered the store. The two young coachmen at the back pulled the car behind under Xiaoshun's guidance and carried the coffin in the mixed room.

The woman helped the girl to the table and sat down, saying, "The shop brings some hot soup rice."

"Okay, you guys wait a moment and come." The shopkeeper also called the other waiter and asked him to call the cook to warm up the meal.

Xiangxiu cooked longan soup for vanilla in the kitchen. She was about to go upstairs to serve her. When she passed by the lobby, she recognized the girl at a glance. It was Yang Wanrou who was very friendly to Song Ruoxi in Beijing that year. Seeing her wearing plain clothes and filial piety, she hesitated for a moment and sent the soup to vanilla for a while, and then went to find Song Ruoxi. "Girl, I saw Miss Yang."

Song Ruoxi sat on the bed, playing with Jiulian, and was so excited that he asked without raising his head, "Which Miss Yang?"

"You still remember the girl Yang Wanrou who helped her play the flute and let her dance?" Xiang Xiu reminded her.

Song Ruoxi remembered it and put down Jiulian, "Where did you see her?"

"In the inn hall." Xiangxiu frowned, "She was wearing plain clothes and filial piety. I wonder who died in her family?"

"Let's go down and see her." Song Ruoxi said and slipped out of bed.

Xiangxiu stopped her, "Girl, she doesn't know you."

Song Ruoxi was stunned. Yang Wanrou knew Su Yingying, and her eyes turned slightly, "I just said I am Miss Su's friend."

"If she asked, how did the girl recognize her, how would the girl answer?" Xiangxiu thought farther.

Song Ruoxi blinked and said, "I just said that I had seen her portrait in Miss Su's room."

"Why did Miss Su paint a portrait of Miss Yang?"

Song Ruoxi thought for a moment, "In order to remember this precious friendship forever."

Xiang Xiu laughed and picked up the veil, "The girl put on the veil, and I will accompany the girl down."

Xiangduo and the others were confused when they heard it, but Song Ruoxi was about to go out, so they naturally wanted to follow him.

After going downstairs, the Yang family was having dinner. Song Ruoxi walked over and asked, "Is it Miss Yang?"

Yang Wanrou put down her chopsticks, stood up, and said, "The little girl is indeed surnamed Yang. I don't know who the girl is? How do you recognize her?"

"I am Yingying's friend, I heard her mention you." Song Ruoxi said.

Yang Wanrou asked inconclusively: "Are you talking about Miss Su?"

Song Ruoxi didn't expect Yang Wanrou to be so obsessed with her. On the other hand, she had almost forgotten all the past. She smiled embarrassedly, "I'm talking about her."

"How is Yingying? What's she now..."

Mrs. Yang's cough interrupted Yang Wanrou's concern.

"Miss Yang, ask in a rude way, who are you filial to?" Song Ruoxi asked.

"My father died of illness a month ago, and the little girl helped her spirit back to her hometown for burial." Yang Wanrou drooped her eyelids, feeling sad.

"Who are you? What are you doing? Haven't you seen us eating? You haven't walked away yet." Mrs. Yang sterned unhappily.

Song Ruoxi glanced at Mrs. Yang and said, "Miss Yang, please take care of yourself."

"Thank you, Miss." Yang Wanrou bowed and said politely.

The two of them had only met three times and were not familiar with each other at all. Song Ruoxi didn't know what to say to Yang Wanrou. In addition, Mrs. Yang obviously didn't want the two to talk too much, so Song Ruoxi couldn't continue to stay and turned to the stairs to go back to the room.

"Girls don't have to worry so much. Although Miss Yang doesn't have a father, she still has her mother and younger brother. She should have relatives from her hometown, so she won't be able to live a life." Xiangxiu advised.

"It's useless for me to worry, and I can't help her." Song Ruoxi yawned, "Go to sleep, I'll have to hurry tomorrow."

The next day, the rain and snow stopped and the cold wind stopped. After breakfast, the Song family made a payment with the store and prepared to set off. The Yang family also went out and prepared to set off.

Song Ruoxi nodded from a distance to Yang Wanrou with a smile.

Yang Wanrou owed slightly to her.

"Cousin!" A shrill shout made everyone stop and look in the direction where the sound came out.

A fast horse ran over with a haggard and dirty man on his body.

"Cousin...cousin?" Yang Wanrou was surprised and thought she was dazzled.

The person who came was Yang Wanrou's aunt Qin Shaowei. He turned over and got off the horse, stood in front of Yang Wanrou, and asked with concern: "Cousin, are you okay?"

Yang Wanrou's lips were trembling violently, and she squeezed out three words with difficulty, "I'm fine."

"Cousin, I..." Qin Shaowei gritted his teeth, "Cousin, you are waiting for me at the Yang family. When your three-year filial piety period is over, I will come to marry you."

"Mr. Qin, don't speak loudly and flash your tongue carefully. Can you decide this matter?" Mrs. Yang said coldly in the carriage.

"Cousin, don't say stupid things. I am an abandoned wife of the Zhou family. How can I join the Qin family again?" Two years ago, Yang's father promised Yang Wanrou to the Zhou family. Unexpectedly, Yang's father was demoted for some reason for his job. The Zhou family came to the door to quit the marriage and angered Yang's father who was half ill.

"Cousin, this is not your fault." Qin Shaowei said with a heartache.

Yang Wanrou took a step back with a decisive expression, "Cousin, if it weren't for the father, I'd been in peace, if it weren't for the young brother, I would have gone to the underworld long ago."

"Girl, don't think so!" The one who was by Yang Wanrou was her wet nurse, and she was also the only servant who stayed by her after the Yang family's accident.

"surface……"

"Roumei!" Another shrill shout came.

Another fast horse ran over with a man who was equally haggard and covered in mud.

Yang Wanrou widened her eyes, more surprised than seeing Qin Shaowei appear.

"Zhou Dingkun, what are you here to do?" Qin Shaowei asked sternly.

"My Rou Mei, I don't know about the divorce from my father and mother." Zhou Dingkun jumped off the horse and walked towards Yang Wanrou, but was stopped by Qin Shaowei. "My Rou Mei, you and I have exchanged Geng Tie. The marriage has been decided. No matter what the father and mother are, I will never betray my faith. When your three-year filial piety period expires, I will go to the Yang family to marry you."

The tears in Yang Wanrou's eyes fell down, "Young Master, thank you, thank you, the tokens of Geng Tie have been returned, and there is no need to mention the marriage. Wanrou swore in front of her father's spiritual throne, wishing to keep the tomb forever and never marry forever."

"cousin!"

"Rou Mei!"

The two men shouted at the same time.

Yang Wanrou knelt down, kowtowed three times to the two of them, and stood up and said, "Cousin, take care of yourself, take care of yourself, if you part today, you will never have a chance to leave."

After saying that, Yang Wanrou walked towards the carriage.

"Cousin, listen to me..."

"Roumei, don't..."

Qin Shaowei and Zhou Dingkun reached out to stop her at the same time. Yang Wanrou's wet nurse said sadly: "Two young masters, you are good, don't force the girl anymore."

The two of them looked dim and they let go of their hands dejectedly.

The Yang family all got on the carriage and left in a hurry.

"Why don't you help the girls get into the car? Why are you doing stupidly standing?" Ji Yun scolded in a deep voice.
Chapter completed!