Don't panic, my mother and I are dressed as Houfu mother-in-law and daughter-in-law!

Chapter 58 Returning empty-handed
Most of the farmers have stored grain for the winter, and Gu Qingyou has repeatedly promised that it will be doubled when the mountain road is opened, so the overall process is fairly smooth.

Most of the mountain farmers are simple, and they donate generously when they hear that they are in trouble, and they don't charge money.

Gu Qingyou is very grateful, remembering these farmers one by one in his heart, he will definitely repay their kindness after returning to the city.

Looking through the bag, in addition to sweet potatoes and brown rice, there are also some dried bamboo shoots and mushrooms, which are basically enough for everyone to eat.

Returning with a full load, the footsteps on the mountain road are much lighter. Of course, the most important thing is the drive of hunger, and I want to go back to fill my stomach.

As soon as he entered the yard, Gu Qingyou couldn't wait to shout into the house: "Mother, look what we brought back!"

It was Xue Lan who came out of the room with Song Hengye, saw the embraces of several people, and was shocked from ear to ear: "Ah, these are the food you found?"

"That's right, if I'm in charge, one is worth two!"

Xue Lan boasted: "Not bad, not bad, with these, we can last at least one day."

Seeing that Gu Qingyou was also holding a cloth bag in his arms, Song Hengye ordered Bu Tian: "Go and help."

Bu Dian muttered unhappily: "There are so many people here, how can I use my subordinates to help?"

Last night, the master was implicated by the young lady, and was almost slandered by Aunt Lin. He heard it clearly at the door, so he didn't want to have any more contact with Gu Qingyou.

Song Hengye couldn't help frowning when he saw that the stick didn't move. It seemed that the twenty army sticks didn't have a long memory.

The back of his neck shivered, and he glanced at him resentfully, and ran to Gu Qingyou to take the things like a little wife: "The villain will hold it for you."

Gu Qingyou casually gave him a step, and pretended to look at the courtyard. Zhang Yong was instructing his servants to repair the roof, so he asked, "Your Majesty hasn't come back yet?"

After getting a negative answer, they asked people to send the food to the kitchen. Xue Lan and Song Hengye continued to go back to the house to discuss the return journey, and she wandered around the yard.

Shuang Jiang rubbed his red hands, seeing that she didn't enter the house, he asked: "Young Madam won't go in? After running around for a long time, let's go inside to warm up by the fire."

"It's a bit hot to walk on the mountain road, I'm going outside to cool off my sweat."

"The servant will accompany you."

Shuang Jiang picked up two square pieces of wood, found a leeward place to arrange them, and greeted Gu Qingyou: "Young Madam, come quickly, it's warm here."

What she was looking for was a corner, which was neither shaded nor windy, but a good place to bask in the sun.

It was already noon, the sun was in the sky, Gu Qingyou closed his eyes and enjoyed the warmth of the sun on his face.

We chatted all night last night, and now I feel warm and feel a little drowsy.

In my impression, when I was a child in the countryside, many old men and women would put on a ponytail, find a sunny house, and sit with their hands together for a day.

Sometimes I close my eyes and rest, sometimes I look at the passers-by going back and forth in a daze, and I don't know what I'm thinking.

She was still young at that time, but somehow she felt that those old people were so pitiful that they sat outside for a whole day without seeing their family members come to look for them.

Now that I have the opportunity to experience it myself, I don't want to be surprisingly comfortable.

Seeing that she was asleep, Shuang Jiang got up quietly, and was about to cover her with a blanket, but accidentally stepped on a dead branch on the ground and made a rattling sound.

Gu Qingyou opened her eyes in a daze: "What's wrong?"

"It's okay, young lady, you can continue to sleep."

Shuang Jiang lowered her voice, and walked away on tiptoe. Gu Qingyou was sleepy, and she didn't know if she answered or not.

In her sleep, she heard a group of people noisily entering the yard, she raised her head in a daze, it turned out that it was Song Chengye who had returned.

It's just that the group of people, including him, have nothing but grass and leaves all over their bodies.

"Didn't you go hunting? Where's the stuff?"

Unable to sleep due to the noise, Gu Qingyou stood up while asking, the blanket on her body slipped off, it should be put on by Shuang Jiang.

Song Chengye didn't catch a single prey, and was annoyed in his heart. He was even annoyed when she asked: "How can there be any prey in winter? If I had known earlier, I wouldn't bother!"

He untied his cloak and threw it to Zhang Yong, yelling: "Quick! Make a pot of tea for Grandpa, I'm dying of thirst!"

Not too capable but not too tempered, Gu Qingyou was so loud that he lost sleepiness, patted the dirt on the blanket, thinking that Song Hengye should have left, and prepared to go back to the house.

Before leaving, he never forgot to taunt him: "If you can't get a call, just say you can't get a call. With so many excuses, you deserve to be hungry."

"If you are capable, you can hunt one and show it to the Lord?"

Song Chengye was annoyed, this stinky bitch, going to the house without scolding for a day, is really not pleasing!
"Although I don't have much ability, it's better than someone returning empty-handed."

I don't know how long he slept, but the smell of rice porridge wafted from the kitchen. After being hungry all morning, Gu Qingyou didn't have the energy to argue with him, so he left directly.

Song Chengye also smelled the fragrance, looked suspiciously at the kitchen, and saw that the cooks were busy, they were indeed cooking.

Thinking that it was Gu Qingyou's private possession again, just about to scold her, seeing that she had already sneaked into the house, she grabbed Zhang Yong and asked, "Where did you get the food? Don't tell me you finished eating last night?"

Zhang Yong was pulled by his collar, and he said helplessly: "My son, the food is collected by the young lady who took people to the village at noon, but it's not much, we have to worry about the next meal after eating."

Song Chengye didn't expect that she could actually find something to eat, no wonder she was so stubborn: "Tell her, don't forcefully buy and sell in the name of the Duke's Mansion, if you are found out by the Lord, you will never let me go lightly!"

Zhang Yong smiled apologetically: "How can it be? Young Madam is not a bully."

Song Chengye: ...

Sansan let go of the person, and turned to greet Xue Liner to have dinner together.

After all, compared with the face, the stomach is more important.

When Gu Qingyou returned to the room, Song Hengye was indeed not there, she held the blanket in her hand and signaled to Shuangjiang: "Thank you!"

Shuang Jiang looked at the two sides, made sure that she was talking to him, and asked doubtfully, "Young Madam, thank you slave for what?"

"Didn't you cover this blanket for me?"

Shuang Jiang shook his head: "No, the slave girl was going to go, but she saw that the young lady had already put one on, so she took it back."

This is a bit fantasy, but before she got to the bottom of it, the annoying duo smelled it.

As soon as Song Chengye and Xue Lin'er entered the door, everyone stopped at the same time, and the two of them didn't think it was awkward, so they found a place to sit and wait for dinner as if nothing had happened.

At this moment, Gu Qingyou suddenly stood up and walked towards Xue Liner. Xue Liner panicked, thinking that she was going to do something to her, so she quickly hid behind Song Chengye: "What do you want to do in front of Shizi?"

Gu Qingyou wondered: "The cook brought the porridge here, what's wrong with me helping? Who is like you, who doesn't work all fours." As he walked past her to the door, the cook was already waiting to be summoned.

The porridge was served in a small bowl last night, and it was a bit cold when it was served. This time, the cook put the porridge in a wooden barrel and brought it directly.

The girl next to her was holding a basin with clean tableware stacked in it.

(End of this chapter)