Chapter 229
"If you have something to say, you may as well speak up."

After the meal, Lu Weimang said directly.

She just has a good impression of sincere people, but she is not completely blind.

From the appearance of the old man to the current hospitality, Lu Weimang can certainly see that the old man is asking for something.

After hearing Lu Weimang's words, the old man twitched, "Hey, I didn't expect you to come here with the young master. The food in Yumen is simple, why don't I give the young master something sweet?"

Lu Weimang glanced at his son, he did as he wanted, and was never picky about food. Since he was able to eat some supplementary food, he enjoyed eating vegetables, melons and fruits, and steamed eggs with minced meat. The gold and silver rice, now he is enjoying the aftertaste in Xiao Xia's arms with his stomach full.

Lu Weimang waved his hand, "Don't worry about him, just say it."

Seeing Lu Weimang's insistence, and seeing Huohou blowing hot tea, the old man didn't say much, as usual, so he was relieved and looked at Lu Weimang solemnly.

"The old man Suo Darang is a native of Yongzhou. He started as a small official and passed away several chief officials. He has a different feeling for Yumen in his heart. He doesn't want to grow old. He will be buried here in the future. See With Yumen gradually submerged under the desert, there is no human habitation. I don’t expect Yumen to be as great as Jincheng. I only hope that Yumen people here will have food and drink in the future, and they will no longer be forced to leave their homes. .”

Lu Weimang was not surprised when he heard this, the old man was so eager and not selfish, it must be for this land.

Lu Weimang didn't say much at the moment, but followed the old man to walk all over the famous Yumen Pass during the day.

The whole pass feels dead.

"All those who have the ability to go, go east to a place where you can grow food and eat enough."

Suo Darang followed Lu Weimang and introduced.

"In the past, Yumen was prosperous for many years, but then the desert came, the former dynasty fell, and the popularity disappeared. In the past, some food could be grown west of the pass, and there were large tracts of fertile land. I don't know how it gradually turned into a desert over the years. Right now, only the land in the east of the city is better, and there is some land in the north and south of the city, but the number of people cultivating it is gradually decreasing. The young people who can walk have all gone to the east, and here are old, young, women and children, waiting to die. The conscientious ones haven’t stood still and came back to pick them up, and the careless ones simply left their home here in Yumen.”

Lu Weimang walked and looked all the way, except for the hurrying businessmen, only the numb locals were leaning against the wall to count the time.

"Go back!"

Huo Jing held back Lu Weimang who wanted to continue watching. He knew that Lu Weimang's heart was too soft, and it was too easy to empathize with him. Seeing this lifeless city would also affect his mood, so he stopped him.

Lu Weimang didn't object, and instead of insisting on walking the entire city, he returned to the county government office where he was temporarily staying.

"Hey, I'm just too impatient. Mr. Lu is here for the first time. Get some rest early. I'll come back tomorrow!"

Huo Jing glared at Suo Darang's words, but he backed away hey, leaving the husband and wife in place.

"This old man is really interesting."

Lu Weimang said with a smile.

Huo Jing sighed, "Old man is mature, he knows that you care about the common people and won't care about him, so he pushes forward."

Lu Weimang smiled slightly, "The old man is strong if he doesn't want to. He doesn't need us to help him get promoted, and he doesn't want to get any more money and land. Naturally, he can talk to us casually. It's okay. That's good, it's interesting."

Along the way, the chief officials of every city respected Lu Weimang and Huo Jing, and Lu Weimang didn't dare to make friends with them. She felt more at ease when someone came unexpectedly.

"Ma'am, the young master has had a bumpy day and has already fallen asleep."

After Xiao Xia reported softly, she also retreated.

Along the way, they have already had a tacit understanding, and there is no need to keep the etiquette all the time.

Lu Weimang entered the room and glanced at his sweet son sleeping on the crib, "It's great to be able to eat and sleep!"

This son seems to be picked up, she doesn't need to worry about it at all, he stutters a little bit, and sleeps soundly in a little bit, it is suitable for a mother like her who has no heart and lungs, is not careful and patient.

"Thanks to his temperament, otherwise I'm afraid he will suffer under my hands!"

Lu Weimang touched his son's little face and teased himself.

Huo Jing reached out and took her to caress his son's hand, "When he grows up, he will know how lucky it is to be raised by you. Besides, at least you won't control him too much."

Lu Weimang nodded, "That's right, I don't have enough energy to only care about myself and my own affairs. He can only grow freely."

Huo Jing smiled slightly, as if thinking of the past when he was raised by his parents when he was a child.

"Here in Yumen, it's really far from what I imagined, and I feel like it should be like this."

The old man's words made it easy for her to imagine the process of this place gradually becoming lonely from a famous city.

Huo Jing pulled Lu Weimang up to block her thinking, "I am anxious to see Yumen Pass, you are tired from the journey today, go wash up, take a nap, take a rest, and talk about it later. Don't you often talk to Changfeng?" Tell Cheng Yang, don’t rush everything, just take your time, okay?”

Huo Jing pushed Lu Weimang to wash up, and Lu Weimang readily obeyed.

Resting at night, Lu Weimang really slept soundly.

"After washing up, come and eat some melons and fruits. The people around here don't know that melons and fruits taste really good!"

Waking up early in the morning, sweating from sleep, eating a piece of cold water melon and fruit after washing, Lu Weimang only felt refreshed.

"It's sandy and sweet, even better than the melons and fruits that Kyoto pays tribute to!"

Picking up another piece and putting it in his mouth, Lu Weimang also took a small piece to tease Xiao Huo who got up early.

"He has eaten a lot and can't eat any more."

Huo Jing handed Xiao Huo in his arms to Xiao Qiu and the nanny, ignoring the way his son opened his hands excitedly at the melons and fruits Lu Weimang handed over.

Lu Weimang smacked his lips and was angry at his son, "Your father won't let it go, there's no other way, I have to eat it myself!"

Xiao Xia suppressed a smile, hugged the little boy who was about to explode, and used toys to attract his attention.

Lu Weimang ate three yuan in a row before finally stopping. After cleaning his hands, he looked at Huo Jing beside him.

It was the second quarter of Mao Shi, and Huo Jing's habit was unshakable. At Mao Shi, he would get up and practice guns and boxing. After washing up, he would have breakfast. If he had nothing to do, he would hold a book to pass the time.

Lu Weimang has followed the same routine for many years, but he was very tired yesterday, and he got up late today.

Taking the book in Huo Jing's hand, Lu Weimang lost interest after glancing at it, and handed it to Huo Jing again.She still likes to read local chronicles, travel notes and official records.

"What are your plans for today?"

Huo Jing's reading was interrupted by Lu Weimang, so he knew she had something to do and asked.

"I have no plans. I watched what I should have seen yesterday, but I didn't have a clue. Now I am bored and panic."

It's like this when Lu Weimang has no clue about what to do.

Huo Jing smiled and got up, "Let's go, I will accompany you out of the city for a stroll."

"hey-hey…"

Lu Weimang happily followed.

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(End of this chapter)

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