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Chapter 275: Looking forward to the story of tomorrow

Knowing that his mother was going to the south to fight the locust plague, Duan Mingjing was the first to offer to go with her.

As long as he grew up, he had never left his mother.

We were together even when we ransacked the house! How could we watch our mother go off to the south alone?

However, his proposal was decisively rejected by Qiao Lan.

No matter it was Duan Mingjing, Duan Mingqing, or even Duan Mingchen, Qiao Lan wouldn't let them follow.

Because of such an incident, Duan Mingjing was so sad that he couldn't sleep at night. He didn't even get on the bed and kept sitting at the table, feeling sad!

Mrs. Shang stayed with her husband and said words of comfort to him.

Duan Mingjing: "You said it's okay if Mom doesn't take me with you, why doesn't anyone take you with me? What did Mom do in the past!"

The May night was not too hot, so Shang gently fanned Duan Mingjing.

Since the mother-in-law wants to do this, she naturally has her reasons. Shang also understands her husband's thoughts. If she insists on reasoning with him, he will not listen.

Mrs. Shang thought for a while and said: "My mother was called by the court to go to the south to deal with the disaster this time. Naturally, she will be accompanied by people from the court. I don't have to worry about this safety issue. Besides, I still have a lot of people with me."

Where are the servants? Second Master, it’s late at night, go to bed quickly. If Second Master doesn’t go to bed earlier, and let my mother see the black and blue under Second Master’s eyes, this worry may cause trouble on the road.”

After hearing this, Duan Mingjing turned to look at his wife and sighed.

"I wonder if I am too useless now that I am old! I can't pass the exam, and my boxing and kicking skills are not great! The only blessing is that I have a good mother!" Duan Mingjing sighed.

He has always been protected by his mother, and he grew up under her wings and had no worries about food and clothing. Now that his mother is old and has to work hard all the time, he can't do anything to help him.

After hearing this, Mr. Shang stopped holding the fan in his hand, looked at Duan Mingjing and said, "How could the Second Master think so?"

"There is no perfect person in the world. How many men in this huge capital city are good at literary, political and martial arts? Although the second master is not good at those things, he can make money to support the family and is better than them all. Even most of the scholars in the capital,

Everyone knows the name of the second master, who would not praise him when they meet him? Even my mother likes the second master the most," said Shang.

Most of the scholars in the capital know Duan Mingjing's name through "Little Notes on Farming", and even if they meet him by chance on the road, they have to say hello and salute.

When Mrs. Shang goes out, she will often receive some admiring looks, saying that she is the daughter-in-law of the Duan family, the wife of someone who published "Farming Notes".

The husband did not need to be an official or take the imperial examination, so his reputation spread throughout the capital and he was even more famous in the hearts of the people.

There are many people who have been officials for more than ten years and cannot earn such a reputation.

Mr. Shang racked his brains to comfort him, but Duan Mingjing didn't know what he was thinking about and remained silent.

After sitting at the table for a long time, I finally went back to bed.

-

On the day Qiao Lan left, in addition to the Duan family, many young students and people came to see her off. They hoped that Qiao Lan would have a safe journey, and that the locust plague in the south could be easily resolved.

In addition to these, Qiao Lan's students also followed.

Everyone followed the carriage and took him to Heti, two miles outside the capital, still reluctant to leave.

Seeing this, Qiao Lan got off the carriage with a kind smile on her face.

"It's getting late, you should go back early! It's almost meal time, don't go hungry."

Qiao Lan got out of the car and tried to persuade her, but it still worked, and many people immediately nodded in agreement.

"Don't worry, Madam, I will go back to eat after seeing you off!"

"Thank you for your concern, Jun! I'm from the student union!"



A group of people who spontaneously came to see each other off were all gone, except for the Duan family.

Duan Mingjing looked at Qiao Lan with a bit of grievance and worry!

"Mother! Do you really not want your son to accompany you?" Duan Mingjing asked again.

As long as his mother nodded in agreement, he would set off immediately.

However, Qiao Lan still shook his head.

He looked at Duan Mingjing, and even more at the Duan family. "Don't slack off during these days when I'm not at home, and take good care of your home! If something urgent happens, don't be anxious first. Let's discuss it with the brothers.

!Listen more to your two brothers."

Duan Mingjing is not stable enough, but Duan Mingqing and Duan Mingchen are much more stable.

Besides, the brothers are neither officials in the court nor have any hobbies in hanging out, so they should not encounter anything.

Even if something happens to them, they are no longer children, so they won't get into trouble.

Duan Mingjing nodded vigorously, "Mom, don't worry, I will definitely discuss this with my two younger brothers."

Qiao Lan warned everyone else in the family one by one, including Feiyan.

After talking to more than a dozen people in turn, Qiao Lan got on the carriage and headed south under the reluctant eyes of everyone.

-

Traveling is not an easy task, even just sitting in a carriage makes people feel tired.

After riding a carriage for more than ten days, Qiao Lan was extremely tired and missed the convenience of traveling that she had experienced before.

But what makes Qiao Lan more concerned is that in the past ten days, there has been no news from Mr. Helan, and no one has contacted her.

If it weren't for the fact that the risk index on the system hadn't changed, Qiao Lan might have started to worry a long time ago.

After walking all the way south for almost a month, Qiao Lan finally received a message that seemed to come from He Lanfeng.

When Qiao Lan received the note, she had just arrived at the inn.

Just as he was entering the house to rest, a small brown-haired monkey rushed in through the window, carrying a few dried walnuts in his hand.

After seeing Qiao Lan, the monkey scratched his head, ran to Qiao Lan, put down one, and then walked away quickly.

Yin Que and the others were originally worried that the wild monkey in the mountains would hurt Qiao Lan. When they saw the monkey put down a walnut and left, they couldn't help but smile and said, "Old lady, this monkey seems to be very spiritual."

Then he picked up the walnuts on the ground and said, "This walnut is stained with dust. I'll wash it for you, Madam."

Qiao Lan refused: "I won't wash it anymore, that's good!"

The maids nodded in agreement, wiped the walnuts with handkerchiefs, and handed them to Qiao Lan.

Qiao Lan looked at the walnuts in her hand and thought that the climate here seemed not suitable for growing walnuts. If she wanted to get the walnuts in her hand, she would have to transport them from hundreds of miles away.

What the monkey caught in his hand may have been given to him by someone else.

Who is an ordinary person who can use walnuts to raise monkeys?

With this idea in mind, Qiao Lan opened the walnuts when no one was around, placed them on the ground, and knocked them with a stool.

The inside of the walnut was hollowed out, leaving only a piece of paper. The walnut shell seemed to be held together with some kind of glue, but it was very strong.

There will be changes on the road tomorrow, madam, don't worry.

After seeing it, Qiao Lan handled the note skillfully and began to look forward to tomorrow's story.


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