Dressed as a widow, raising cubs, farming and building infrastructure in Ming Dynasty

Chapter 92 Erlang is not Erlang
This feeling made her feel that her body was light and her eyes were gentle. She wanted to kick the pebbles under her feet to make them fly up and draw a beautiful line into the clear and clean lake.

This is the feeling of elation!

After washing the horse, the little mute held the reins with one hand and Qin Liu's hand with the other, and walked slowly towards the camp.

The afterglow of the setting sun coats the grasslands, mountains, lakes with a warm golden color.

People after a busy day also returned to the camp, and a bonfire was set up in the distance, as if to celebrate the smooth progress of the transaction.

When approaching the camp, Qin Liu saw several pedestrians passing by and quickly broke away.

Last time she was able to wash the little mute's hair in broad daylight, but today she didn't dare to hold hands with him.

When I was washing my hair, my thoughts were pure and I just wanted to help others, but now...

As soon as he reached the gate of the camp, Qiqige, dressed in red and wearing a gorgeous crown, walked over, his eyes flashing: "Bars, you have tamed the fiercest wild horse! You are so awesome!"

It has to be said that her character is just as her name suggests. She is as beautiful as a flower, young and innocent yet wild. Set off by her gorgeous clothes, she is the brightest pearl on the grassland.

Qiqige could only see Baers and the handsome wild horse, but turned a blind eye to Qin Liu.

She has found out clearly that this woman is just a young widow from a town south of the Great Wall. She has no background, so she was pushed out without any scruples as the smuggling boss of Ming Ting. After the transaction is completed, she will probably be taken over by Ming Ting. Deal with the big guy behind it.Therefore, she didn't even bother to be jealous.

Qiqige asked coquettishly: "Bars, can you take me to ride this horse?"

Baers avoided Qiqige's hand to hold his arm: "I don't have the time. This horse belongs to shopkeeper Liu, and no one else can ride it."

When Qin Liu heard the words "Shopkeeper Liu", his excitement suddenly passed away and he quickly calmed down.

She smiled distantly and politely: "You guys chat, I'll go back first."

Bals watched her disappear and sent Black Tornado to the stable.

The old batch of horses have been shipped away, but the new ones have not yet been shipped. Most of the stables are empty.

Bars went to the bonfire party.Most of the people here are Mongolians, and there are men and women singing and dancing. The sound of the matouqin is melodious and the fierce drumbeats make people have the urge to dance.

He found a quiet corner to sit down, lowered his head to reflect on today's experience, and inadvertently smiled at the corner of his mouth.

Ulus came over and patted him on the shoulder: "What are you doing here?"

Before the smile on Bals' eyebrows could disappear, Urus raised his eyebrows with insight and said with a smile: "Have you got a sweetheart?"

Bars did not deny that he was so happy that he wanted to fly to the sky and wanted to find someone to share it with.

"Urus, I don't know, this feels so good!"

Ulus laughed loudly: "It seems that the woman you were asked to marry by Fire Screen is not very good. When you return to the Khan's court, you can choose from a lot of beauties. You can have as many as you want! There are many Han slaves, not as good as your Han slaves." You have bad friends. Do you like the women sent to your yurt?"

The smile on Bals's face slowly faded - Urus could not understand his excitement at this time.

He felt he was in the wrong place.

He should go to Qin Liu's yurt and sing songs for her all night.

Maybe he should take her to a deserted place, tell her the hottest thing in his heart, and tell her all the suffering and loneliness he has experienced in the past.

The little mute quietly left the bonfire party, got rid of Qi Qiqi's entanglement, found a dark place and looked at the yurt where Qin Liu lived.That was heaven, and his beloved woman lived there.

……

Qin Liu felt very regretful and regretful.

Impulse is the devil.What good results can come from a man like Little Mute who can freely switch between wolf and sheep forms?What should I do if one day my brain suddenly twitches and I say something inappropriate that causes serious consequences?
How stupid of myself!
In the next few days, Qin Liu stayed in the yurt and did not go out.She must accumulate strength and let time make her rational enough to cool down the little mute's enthusiasm.

Only two days had passed, Old Man Lou came, and he was still a little excited: "Ma Ang has escorted the food here and is doing the handover. Do you want to ask about the current situation at home?"

of course yes!
Qin Liu put on his coarse clothes and went out.

When Qin Liu passed by, Ma Ang had just completed the handover and was arranging for the Ming Dynasty soldiers dressed as civilian husbands to camp and rest.

When Qin Liu saw Ma Ang, who was dressed in a coarse cloth and short Ge Yi, he felt as if he had traveled through time and space and returned to the dilapidated courtyard of the Li family, a house with a mud hut and a thatched roof, where firewood was delivered to him for the first time. Ma Ang was also dressed in a coarse short-grained jacket, and he and Old Man Li were doing homemaking things at different times.

Nearly two years have passed, and Ma Ang has become an adult from a thousand households, and his temperament has changed from honest and simple to mature and steady.

Although she had thousands of taels of silver notes and could live a prosperous life, her identity was taboo and she had to hide on the grassland.

Ma Ang's life of steadily rising step by step made her envious.

Qin Liu waited for the "civilians" led by Ma Ang to disperse before stepping forward.

Ma Ang was discussing something seriously with Zheng Baihu when he suddenly looked up and saw her, a little surprised.

Zheng Baihu smiled and said: "Shopkeeper Liu, I can meet you here. The sun is rising in the west!"

Qin Liu was also very happy. Meeting an old friend in a foreign country was also one of the "four great joys" in life.

"Brother Ma, Master Zheng, it's a coincidence that I met you here."

Zheng Baihu was a good man. Seeing that Ma Ang didn't say anything, he wisely avoided it: "You guys chat, I'll go see the camp they chose first."

Seeing Qin Liu's rosy face, Ma Ang didn't worry about her much, but instead looked a little solemn.

Qin Liu spoke nervously: "Brother Ma, is there something wrong with my family?"

Ma Ang was silent for a while before speaking: "Uncle Li and Da Lang are fine, Er Lang..."

Qin Liu's heart was in the air, he took a deep breath and asked: "What's wrong with Erlang?!"

Seeing this, Ma Ang quickly comforted him: "Don't worry, Erlang, he looks fine. It's just that he's the one at home, and he's obviously not Erlang!"

Qin Liu was confused: "What do you mean?"

"I asked Uncle Li about this. He said that when he woke up one morning, he found that the Da Lang on the kang was Da Lang, but the Er Lang was not Er Lang. He was a child about the same age as him and looked a bit like him. That child was not I don’t cry or make noises, and I don’t like to talk…”

Qin Liu nervously grabbed Ma Ang's arm: "You mean, Erlang was replaced by someone else?"

Ma Ang nodded: "I reported this matter to Mr. Zhu from Xuan Mansion. He only said that nothing happened. From now on, the child will be Erlang. He told me and the Li family not to panic. What should we do? Anyone can ask. , everyone said that was Erlang."

(End of this chapter)