Dahu's voice sounded: "Brother Yuan, Miss Hu, we have arrived at our new home!"
Hu Mengying blushed and said to Wang Yuan's ear: "Young Master, we are here!"
Wang Yuan fell asleep more and more deeply.
"Brother Yuan, Miss Hu!"
Dahu felt the difference. He opened the door and saw Hu Mengying hugging Wang Yuan. He couldn't help but stretched out his hand to block his eyes: "Oh, it's such a strong wind. Sand has blown into my eyes. I can't see anything!"
Hu Mengying blushed with embarrassment and couldn't help but push Wang Yuan: "Sir, we have arrived at our new home. Get up quickly!"
"Honey, don't worry, let me sleep for a while, and then I'll give it to you when I'm full!"
In the dream, Li Shihan was unwilling to give up, and Wang Yuan, who was very sleepy, was mumbling.
"......you you!"
I understand. Hu Mengying was so embarrassed that she wanted to get into the seam of the car!
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At this moment, Erhu's voice came: "Brother, Brother Yuan is back, why don't you get out of the car!"
Dahu lowered his voice: "Shut up, it has nothing to do with you here, just stay there and don't get in front of the carriage if you have nothing to do!"
"Master!"
Hearing the sound, Hu Mengying became anxious and pinched the soft flesh of Wang Yuan's waist.
"Wife, you...ah!"
Wang Yuan woke up from the huge pain and stimulation. His wife had disappeared, leaving only Hu Mengying with a blushing and anxious face. He was still lying in her arms, and he couldn't help but be startled.
what happened!
Outside the car, Erhu, who was being scolded by his elder brother for not approaching the carriage, heard the screams, his waist and hips moved up and down, and he rushed onto the carriage: "Who dares to hurt my Brother Yuan?"
Looking at the two people hugging each other, Erhu was dumbfounded. Suddenly remembering his elder brother just now, he couldn't help but raise his hands and cover his eyes: "Oh, it's such a strong wind. My eyes are also fascinated by the sand, and I can't see anything."
Yes, I really didn’t see anything!”
"I'm sorry, Miss Hu!"
Wang Yuan quickly stood up and looked at Erhu who got out of the car and covered his eyes!
Doesn’t this guy have three hundred taels of silver here?
The two got out of the car and entered the Wei Family Courtyard under the narrow gazes of a group of people!
In the big yard, a group of people are still cleaning. The ten-acre yard is too big!
Even if ten people have been busy for a day, there are still many places that have not been cleaned!
However, the master, the side sleeper has been cleaned, and bedding and food have been purchased, so that it does not affect living!
We made a fire to cook and had a small meeting after the meal. When we woke up early the next morning, Wang Sihai came to inform the Wang family that Master Fang was here!
"You are Uncle Yuan!"
When he saw Wang Yuan, Wang Zhonglou, who had dark circles under his eyes, looked unbelievable!
Last night, his uncle told him that he recognized him as an uncle, who would also be his future supporter!
Early in the morning, he rushed over and found that it was a boy he had met before.
"I'm Wang Yuan! If you feel awkward, let's talk about it our own way!"
Wang Yuan was also a little surprised. This nephew was the young man who said the day before yesterday that he would take him to Goulan.
Wang Chonglou looks like a filial nephew!
Anyone who can attract the attention of a biological uncle is the best among men. It will definitely not be a loss to recognize this uncle.
"Okay, after breakfast, let's go to the Salt Transportation Department and buy salt banknotes!"
An hour later, Wang Yuan and Wang Zhonglou, dressed in brilliant clothes, walked side by side, followed by Hu Mengying, Wang Sihai, Dahu and Guo Liang!
When he saw the six people, the concierge raised his eyebrows slightly and rubbed two fingers: "What are you doing?"
This was a blatant request for money. Wang Yuan, who wanted to count the money, frowned and said, "I have salt banknotes from Fu County. I want to see the salt transport envoy. Please let me know!"
If you don't give money, which salt merchant comes, and if you don't give them money to guard the door, the porter's face darkens, he closes his eyes and leans against the wall: "Wait, I will call you through when I am free..."