Wei Yang woke up before dawn.
He rolled up the bamboo curtain on the window frame, lifted the gauze curtain, and looked out the window.
It is almost October and the morning breeze is slightly chilly.
The place where we stayed last night was at the foot of a mountain. Not far away there were tall trees with branches and vines growing everywhere, and the open space was overgrown with weeds.
At this moment, the sky was about to brighten but had not yet risen, and the heavy shadows made it seem even darker and more terrifying.
Only the cook who got up early was busy cooking, and the only sound that could be heard was the crackling sound of firewood.
We traveled for ten days on the road. Liuzhou is full of high mountains and dense forests, and there are bandits coming and going.
Wei Yang didn't care where the team went.
They had been walking for three days from the last town to here, and saw almost no people.
There were many wild animals in the mountains, and the caravan often encountered pheasants and rabbits running across the road these days. They were all strong and agile, so although there were no villages, towns or cities, there was no shortage of meat.
The car ride was fine before, but now it's just boring.
The trees and mountains flashing by outside the car window only differ in size and height, and they all look equally empty and boring.
Perhaps because they were worried that she would feel lonely during her journey, they would send her some toys, snacks and desserts every time they passed through a town.
At this moment, a wooden box in the carriage was already filled with a bunch of toys. Wei Yang reached out to fiddle with the children's toys inside and unexpectedly pulled out a rattle.
The painting is made of bright red lacquered leather, with thick parchment on both sides. With just a few strokes, a lively child is drawn on each side.
It’s really hard for Ding Wu.
I took it out and shook it, and it made a cheerful thumping sound.
In the quiet early morning, the "dong dong dong" sound of the rattle seems particularly harsh.
Wei Yang just shook it once and quickly put it on the table, fearing to disturb other people's good dreams.
One of the two girls was in the other car, and was originally going to sleep with the other one serving Wei Yang, but Wei Yang refused.
She missed her cardamom and cicada shells, and was not used to someone sleeping next to her.
I don’t know if they escaped. Even if they did, where could two young girls go
Wei Yang didn't dare to think about it, so she just started to search in the carriage. The carriage she was in was more spacious and comfortable than before.
At the innermost part was a couch, still covered with a thick quilt, with Xiaobai sleeping on one side of the quilt. Next to it was a secret cabinet with drawers, one layer of which was for snacks, and another layer for hand towels.
In front of Weiyang, there is a small square table that can be fixed. It can be used to place teapots and teacups, or to eat when stopping to rest.
She seldom got out of the car. Even though Yan Gui didn't remind her to do so when he left, she still stayed at home and rarely went out. When she did, she would always wrap herself tightly in a cloak and hood.
If she doesn't get off the bus, fewer people will see her and it will be safer.
Three days ago, the caravan received another escort business. The Wang couple took their son and daughter to Lincheng to visit relatives. There were six carriages and more than a dozen servants in total.
The caravan, which originally consisted of nearly a hundred people, was no longer quiet because of their joining.
The girl from the Wang family who was riding in the neighboring car with the caravan was about fourteen or fifteen years old, just at the age of admiring Ai.
These days, whenever I stopped to rest, I would see He Da wherever I could see her.
At first, she was interested in dating Wei Yang, but unfortunately Wei Yang ignored her. She saw that Wei Yang had few servants, but stayed in the car all day like a lady from a noble family, wearing a hood when going in and out, and she couldn't help but curl her lips.
He then began to harass Boss He frequently.
As a little girl, it is hard not to be attracted by Boss He’s charm.
Unfortunately, the flower has intention but the water flows on without mercy. Boss He is probably used to this kind of thing and ignores it.