Ugly peasant girl in space

Chapter 1241 Before the battle (2)
"You also said that the coachman will go to your place to pick up things in the afternoon and load them into the carriage, which takes up too much space."

Xia He smiled and pointed to the wooden barrel in the corner. She thought there was some treasure, but when she opened it, it was all steamed buns. At that time, she herself felt her facial expression twitching.

"Nimma just likes to eat steamed buns."

Huddled in a corner, the two sisters were facing the oil lamp, and there were some fabrics around, presumably Xia He was thoughtful, these were gifts from her to Nima.

Xia He's mood was slightly better than in the morning. After taking the medicine, her mother-in-law fell into a deep sleep. She was useless to serve her and did not make trouble. She was really relieved.Xue Rong's death made her suffer so much that she couldn't express it. As a sister-in-law, in all fairness, she didn't feel wronged, and tried her best to do her best, but she didn't blame anyone, she could only lament that the world is impermanent.

The carriage was galloping on a road full of snow, the sky was dark, and after a while, I couldn't see my fingers.Today's weather is not very good, there are no stars and moon, the cold wind blows non-stop, and there is only a small red clay stove for boiling water in the car.

"It's a bit cold, but there is no place to put the charcoal basin."

Xue's carriage is not big, and it can accommodate up to five or six people on weekdays. It is not a long-distance carriage, which can hold goods.Xia He and Qing Li squeezed together, the surrounding benches were all set up to put gifts, and a maid who was following the carriage was sitting on top of the cloth.

It was too cold in the car, and white mist could be seen when breathing. Qingli rubbed her hands, covered her face with the scarf she had prepared long ago, dressed like a woman of a different race, and recalled the past with Xia He.

After about an hour, the driver finally stopped the carriage.The maid opened the car door, lifted the curtain, and suddenly a gust of cold wind came in.

In the small courtyard where Nima lived, the courtyard door was closed, and the main room was still dimly lit, indicating that she hadn't fallen asleep yet.

Qing Li and Xia He looked at each other, seeing each other nodding, she walked to the door, patted the door of the small courtyard lightly, and shouted softly, "Nimma, open the door, I'm coming! I'm Zhuoma!"

After calling a few times, soon there was movement inside.

With a creak, the door of the main room was opened, and a tall figure of Nima appeared at the door, holding an oil lamp in her hand. When she saw Qingli, she immediately stepped forward excitedly, and shouted, "Zhuo Ma, Zhuo Ma! Ma, you are back!"

"Well, I came to see you, and I happened to meet Mrs. Xue."

The far door was opened, and Nima was very happy. Looking carefully, there were other people beside him. There were scattered things piled up at the door, including wooden barrels, wine jars, cloth, several cloth bags and half a leaf of pork.

"Mrs. Xue, Miss Xue..."

Thinking of Xue Rong, Nima choked up. Although there was a misunderstanding at the beginning, after getting to know Xue Rong, she felt that Xue Rong was a very kind person. Without Xue Rong, she would not have a place to live, and the old beggar grandpa would not have survived long ago. That threshold, because she has no money to see a doctor.

Without Xue Rong's help, she might still be in the ruined temple, worrying about three meals a day, dripping water into ice in winter, and maybe waking up in the middle of the night, unlike now, there is a shelter from the wind and rain nest.

"Nimma, I also know about Miss Xue, alas."

A few people walked into the yard, the coachman and the maid helped to celebrate the new year, Xia He followed Nima into the main room.The inside is still the same as it was a few months ago. A quilt has been spread on the kang in front of the window. It can be seen that if the two of them come later, Nima will have to rest.

"Dolma, this is the tea you brought, it's delicious."

There is a charcoal basin and a heated kang in the room, which is very warm. There is a small table on the kang with an oil lamp on it. There are no tables, chairs and benches in the main room, and they have all been moved to the side hall. Qingli and Xia He sat on the kang unceremoniously. .

This is the custom of the Northland, which makes the people more hospitable.Qing Li warmed her hands with a teacup and looked around. There was a picture hanging opposite the dressing table, two hundred coins each. Xue Rong felt that the room was empty, and the additions made by the master made her look even more lonely now.

"This time Mrs. Xue also brought some tea, all of which are good tea."

The tea that Qingli brought last time was bought casually at the grocery store. The quality of the production in the space was too high. She pretended to be a woman of a different race. How could she have the money to buy such a good thing, so she was easily suspected.Nima's so-called good tea is better than the tea foam from the roadside tea shed.

"Mrs. Xue, you are really spending money..."

Nima struggled with her brain to think of these two words. She is a woman of a different race, and she doesn't quite understand the communication etiquette between people in Daqin.Because there, if someone sends something, it is impolite not to accept it, and there is no need to thank you politely if you accept it.The old beggar grandfather said that Daqin people are not like this, if they don't thank you, they will be regarded as a white-eyed wolf.

"It's okay, you can be regarded as a friend that Rong'er knew before she was alive, and you helped her, so you should come to visit."

The topic still revolved around Xue Rong, Nima shed tears again after hearing this, she said that she wanted to be robbed and married off this morning, so that she could go back to the village and ask her clansmen to help Xue Rong to practice deeds.

For foreigners, there are many mysterious customs. Nima revealed some of them in the conversation, and Qingli had to guess the rest. After all, pretending to be a woman of a different race doesn't know anything, so she immediately reveals her identity.

It's getting late, so we must get to the point quickly.Xia He also sensed that it was inconvenient for her to talk to an outsider, so she exchanged some simple greetings, winked at Qing Li, and then left.

As soon as Xia He left, Nima let go a lot more than before. She dragged Qingli and chatted about the recent days. Xue Rong's death was a big blow to her. She finally had friends in Lishui City. Xue Rong visited her several times in the small courtyard, and just left. Nima suffered from insomnia for a few days, and her eyes were swollen from crying.

"Think about it, people have joys and sorrows."

Qingli took Nima's skinny hand, persuading and persuading.It's freezing cold in winter, and it's almost New Year's Eve. Nima seldom goes out, there's not even a single person outside, and she won't be snatched by anyone when she goes out.

"By the way, do you know that the village master's daughter is going to recruit a husband. I heard that she is the Great Qin General, Yu Wenkun."

Qingli used gossip to test Nima, but to her disappointment, Nima had been away from home for a long time, and had never seen anyone in the clan other than Qingli, so she didn't know anything about the situation in the clan.

"Mei Duo just passed the age of Ji this year, the village master definitely hopes that she will have an heir sooner."

Nima nodded, expressing her understanding, and showed no surprise at Yu Wenkun's identity.Qingli only got the name of the village master's daughter from it.

In fact, the customs of foreign races are quite interesting. On this big night, two people sat in the inner room with their turbans wrapped around them. Nima didn’t take the initiative to take them off. Qingli wondered if she was used to wearing them when she slept. Fortunately, there is such a custom, she can always hide it.

"The general of Daqin? I heard that he is not very nice."

After a while, when Qingli didn't know how to answer, Nima finally responded, she helped Qingli fill up the tea, and continued, "But Mei Duo's temper should not be bullied. "

(End of this chapter)