Chapter 458

Naturally, this porridge is not rice porridge, but a mixture of several kinds of cheap cereals and chopped vegetables. Fortunately, as soon as he was out of the pot, ah Wu was cold and hungry. When he took a mouthful of porridge, he warmed up a lot, regardless of the bad taste.

Lu Shao tangled for a while, thinking about the dry food he brought, it was estimated that he had been eaten up yesterday, so he had to take up the bowl.

Maybe it was just out of the pot this morning, and the miserable steamed bread was still hot. I could barely smell the smell of some food, and the taste was much softer, so it was delicious.

After the two plates of vegetables were forcibly separated with chopsticks, we could see that they were probably water spinach and garlic sprouts. The garlic sprouts didn't even cut. Even if the whole root was fried, it's no wonder that they were all together. They needed to be clamped up and shaken hard to disperse. But the taste is just reluctant, because not willing to put salt and oil, it tastes light.

Fortunately, Lu Shao and his three were not picky. Although they didn't like it, they all ate it. Except for a few steamed buns left in a big pot, they ate all the others.

At this time, the other talents of the escort agency came down from upstairs to the lobby.

They seemed to sleep well, in sharp contrast to ah Wu and ah Jin.

Xiao ER was lying on the other table to have a rest, but now he was awakened by the manager's merciless push and went to bring food to the people who just came down.

As like as two peas in a few grumbling, Xiao 2 was obedient to the kitchen, and after a loud noise of pots and pans, he brought up almost identical food, but a larger breakfast.

These people are not polite. Lu Shao's leftover dishes have not been removed from the table. As soon as they see that they have already eaten, they are no longer polite. They take their bowls and eat.

When this wave of people finished eating, and it was daybreak, Mr. Tang's family slowly went downstairs.

Some of the children did not sleep enough. Yawning and rubbing their eyes, they were led downstairs by their mother.

Of course, the shopkeeper could see that these talents were paying money and dressed better than Lu Shao. He quickly welcomed them: "my guests, what can I eat? As long as I have something in this shop, I'll make it for you right away!"

Mr. Tang looked at the spirit of the head is good: "no, what is convenient to do, just bring it up on the line."

The shopkeeper didn't expect that this man was so easy to talk, so he hurriedly urged the sophomore to cook.

As like as two peas, he went to the kitchen with his shoulders down, and then came to the same meal as he had done several times before.

Lu Shao is a little suspicious that this is the only vegetable food left in the back kitchen. Although the shopkeeper said it was so beautiful, his son could not make ordinary vegetables into flowers.

Mr. Tang seems to have no aversion to these crude meals. A few children are a little bit reluctant. Although no one really protested, they all scratched in the bowl with chopsticks and couldn't drink a mouthful for a long time.

Mr. Tang's wife and his age, is a very gentle woman, Lu Shao all the way basically did not deal with her, at this time several children are elongated small face, she can also with a little faint smile, put a chopstick dish into her mouth.

Then there was a pause.

She stopped for a while and finally ate the dish.

After eating this dish, she began to bring food to her husband with a smile on her face, obviously in revenge for what he said just now.

Several children are more energetic now. They all lower their heads, but their little heads are still raised from time to time, pretending to be careless to see their grandfather's embarrassment at this time.

Lu Shao also guessed the identity of the family along the way. Mr. Tang and his sons are gentle, and they should all be scholars. Their clothes are not luxurious, but they are clean and tidy. The children's cheeks are plump and their manners are square. It can be seen that their living environment is very relaxed and they never need to be afraid.

How could such a family, living well in the capital, suddenly want to go back to their hometown and move away from remote villages and towns?

Besides the calm attitude of Mr. and Mrs. Tang, their two sons always have a gloomy look on their faces.

After breakfast and a little rest, everyone was ready to go on the road.

But this time it was a little different. Mr. Tang called his two sons to his carriage. It seemed that he wanted to say something while he was on the road.

Lu Shao was still riding beside Mr. Tang's carriage. He had no intention of eavesdropping on anything, but the voice inside the carriage became loud and clearly spread to Lu Shao's ears.

A very young voice, Lu Shao guessed that it should be Mr. Tang's youngest son, and said angrily: "father, what's the point of resigning and returning home like this?"

Is Mr. Tang a Beijing official? What happened that would make him resign suddenly and even move his family back home? According to Mr. Tang's age, it's far from time to die.

And it should not be a crime. Otherwise, how can you walk with your luggage in such a swagger?

However, since he resigned and returned to his hometown, there should be no enemies. There should be no accident along the way, right?

Another slightly more mature voice joined in, but because of the low tone of his voice, Lu Shao heard intermittently: "father... Impeachment... This goes on..."

Lu Shao couldn't put together any useful information. He was too close to others when he was talking. When he was going to ride a horse a few steps forward, the door of the carriage was pulled open, and Mr. Tang's childish son leaned out of the carriage.

Looking at him, he should have wanted to get off the carriage, but seeing that the carriage was still moving, the young man, who was a little thin and neglected to exercise at first sight, hesitated for a while, but did not get off the carriage. Instead, he came out of the carriage, sat in the front of the carriage, closed the carriage door, and made it clear that he did not want to talk to his father and brother again.

He also estimated that he pressed his back on the door of the carriage, and the people in the carriage pushed twice. If he couldn't push it open, it would be OK.

After a while, there was a lower voice in the carriage, but it was more vague. Lu Shao couldn't hear a word clearly.

After the young man sat down, he looked at Lu Shao suspiciously: "you didn't hear what we were saying, did you?"

Lu Shao shook his head and calmly replied, "No."

Mr. Tang's youngest son looked at the distance between Lu Shao and the carriage. He didn't ask any more. He looked up at the sky. The weather was fine now. The sky was blue, and the white clouds were like fish scales. They spread far away.