Xiao Da Yong and Gou Sheng didn't dare to stop the car at all. Seeing that the cow was going slower and slower, they decided to get off the car and walked forward with difficulty while holding onto the cow.
Now that it was snowing so heavily, if they didn't hurry on their way and were left stranded on the road, the village wouldn't have a shop in the back. If the snow sealed off the road, they would have to wait for their deaths!
Xu Hui saw that the carriage was going slower and slower. Xiao Da Yong was panting heavily in the snow as he struggled to lead the horse carriage away, but after thinking for a while, he took out a thick turban and wrapped himself up to the point that only his eyes could be seen. He then took out a long armor and put it on top of his cotton clothes, letting Gou Sheng see the good kids.
Xiao Da Yong was panting from exhaustion. He saw Xu Hui jump off the car and shouted anxiously, "What are you doing down here? "Hurry up and go up!"
He raised his foot to look at the clear footprints on the ground, and his heart grew increasingly uneasy. The snow was falling so heavily, if they did not hurry up and travel, they would really be stuck in the snow and be in big trouble.
Hearing that Xiao Dayong wanted her to get into the car, Xu Hui did not say a word. She took the basket and walked quickly to the front of the cow. She took out a biscuit and placed it in front of the cow, hoping that the things she had prepared would have some effect.
Soybean cakes were a kind of feed that was made by steamed soybeans and grains. Because they were all food, only those that were raising calves would be willing to feed them. It was a very good way to help the animals regain their strength.
Xu Hui had prepared some beancurd because she was afraid that the oxen on the road would not be able to keep up with the tiring fodder. She had not used it before, so now it was the right time to feed the oxen.
The cow took a whiff of it and immediately started to eat. Xu Hui started to feed it as she walked, and the cow also started to move faster.
Xiao Dayong finally understood what Xu Hui meant and hurriedly said, "Give me the bean cake, I'll feed it to you. Hurry up and go, it's cold outside!"
Xu Hui gave the bean cake basket to Xiao Da Yong, and climbed onto the carriage to bring out some bean cake for Gou Sheng. Under the attraction of the bean cake, the car moved a little faster.
The sky slowly darkened and from a distance, he could already see the big banner on the Guest House s. However, Xiao Da Yong said that they were not very close and that there were still ten li of road.
Xu Hui looked at the snow that covered her ankles and gritted her teeth. "Why don't you find someone from the Guest House to help us? Let's all stay here."
Xiao Dazong frowned. How could he be at ease in leaving so many people behind? No matter how fast he moved, it would still take him around four hours to travel ten miles in this snowy day.
Gou Sheng also knew that if this continued, everyone would be trapped on the road. Rather than getting trapped together with them, it would be better to have Dahuang-ge call someone from the Guest House to help them, so he quickly said: "Dahuang-ge, don't worry, I will look after you, you come back quickly."
"Husband, don't worry. There's still plenty of charcoal and food left in the car. We can hold on for a while, but didn't you say that it would snow for a long time once we get there? We can't wait until the cars can't leave."
Xu Hui took out a bag of wine and passed it to Xiao Dayong, "Husband, take this bag of wine. Be careful on the road. We'll be waiting for you."
"Don't worry, you guys stay in the carriage and don't come out. Gou Sheng, you keep watch, I'll be going."
"Dahuang-ge, don't worry!"
Xu Hui looked at Xiao Da Yong's silhouette which was gradually being covered by the snow, and took a deep breath before rubbing his face. She could not panic now, and if she panicked, everyone would panic as well. She had to believe that Xiao Da Yong would definitely bring people to save them.
The snowstorm did not abate at all, as the wheels of the carriage had already been buried by a foot of snow. Although Xu Hui knew that it was useless to be in a hurry, she could not help but be anxious. She had never seen such a heavy snow before.
Fortunately, the charcoal stove was burning hot and hot while the hot water was boiling. As everyone ate and drank, they no longer felt as uncomfortable as they did before.
Seeing that the sky was about to turn completely dark, Xu Hui could not help but stretch out her head and look into the distance for the last time. Although she could not see anything, he did not know if it was due to impatience or what.
Xu Hui murmured, "I might have been hallucinating, why does it sound like horse hooves?"
Gou Sheng jumped off the car, pulled away the snow, and placed his ear on the ground. After a while, he said happily: "Sister-in-law, even if it's the sound of horses' hooves, I still heard it!"
Everyone was overjoyed, and they were not afraid of the cold. They all wanted to peek out and take a look, so Xu Hui quickly pulled the curtain shut, "Stop looking, be careful of the wind blowing the stove out. Since there are hoof sounds, then it means that someone came to save us.
Gou Sheng's face turned serious, he did not know if the people who came were people from the Dahuang-ge, this place was previously the land of the barbarians, they would not be so unfortunate to run into the barbarians, right?
It was only when he heard Xiao Da Yong's shout and saw that the hand signal for the torch was indeed from his own people, that Gou Sheng heaved a sigh of relief. He immediately lit up the torch in his hand and stood on the shaft of the chariot to brandish it.
The sound of the horse's hooves grew closer and closer as the carriage's curtain was pulled open. Xiao Da Yong's frozen green and purple face appeared in Xu Hui's line of sight. Xu Hui's eyes were red with excitement, and when Xiao Da Yong saw that everyone was fine, he heaved a sigh of relief and said, "The Lin Qianhu has personally brought a lot of people to help, let's go to the Guest House."
Gou Sheng's mother hugged Er Wa and shouted, "Amitabha, Bodhisattva bless you."
With the help of the Lin Qianhu and the help of the servants, Xu Hui and the rest finally reached the Kepin before the blizzard sealed off their path.
Under the dim light of the torch, Xu Hui opened the curtain of the carriage and saw some dark buildings around. Even though it was night time, she could still see some broken walls and ruins.
The car passed through an alley and stopped in front of a row of houses. Xu Hui and the rest got off the car and followed Xiao Da Yong and Gou Sheng into a room.
Lighting the oil lamp, Xu Hui saw a young man being escorted by Xiao Da Yong and the rest. Xiao Da Yong called him Lin Qianhu.
Xu Hui sized up the Lin Qianhu and could not help but marvel at how young he was. He looked to be only 23 or 24 years old and was about the same height as Xiao Da Yong. His facial features were extremely good.
Of course, the men of the Xu family were all born well, even if it was just an old Xu Jingan. Even though he was still a handsome uncle in the modern world, this Lin Qianhu was not that scholarly and refined looking. His appearance was even more handsome and masculine, more ruthless and masculine, and seemed to be a little familiar.
Lin Qianhu looked at the room full of old and young, trying his best to show his affection: "I don't know you guys are coming over, and I'm not prepared. We're all soldiers here and we haven't burned down the kang, I'll think of a way to get you two charcoal pots in a while, let's make it fit for tonight, then we'll talk."
Xu Hui was extremely shocked. Qian Hu was a Battalion Commander and was equal to a Battalion Commander, but she did not think that Xiao Da Yong and Gou Sheng would be valued so much. Not only did they come personally to receive them, they even helped them settle down.
He was really easy to get along with!
Easy to get close to? If Lin Dingbei knew Xu Hui was thinking this way, she would definitely ask, "What the hell is that?"
Although Lin Dingbei was said to be the biggest official in the Kepin, but in reality, other than the two thousand soldiers, there was nothing else in the Thousand Clans Clubhouse. Furthermore, these two thousand soldiers were transferred from other Guest House, after the spring transfer, he only had a few thousand people left.
Lin Dingbei never thought that a thousand families, whose seats were not even hot, would actually have brothers that were willing to bring their families to him in such a desolate place. This caused Lin Dingbei to be extremely excited, he did not even know what actions he could accomplish in a place like the Kepin, yet his brothers trusted him so much.
Xu Hui, who was unaware, had a very good impression of Lin Dingbei. It was rare for him to show such compassion to her subordinates, and she was even more confident about what she was going to do next.
Hearing Lin Qianhu's words, Xu Hui felt that there was not much coal here. He hurriedly bowed and said, "There's no need to trouble Senior Qian Hu anymore. We have brought charcoal and a charcoal stove. We also have some firewood. We will burn the brick bed later."
Lin Dingbei blinked his eyes. To be able to bring this along after travelling far away, he had truly made ample preparations.
Lin Dingbei had nothing else to say, so he brought his men and left the house, leaving behind the two families, Xiao Da Yong and Gou Sheng. They looked at each other, and couldn't help but smile.
Xu Hui looked around. Their luggage had already been moved in, so she hurriedly opened a wooden box and took out a broom to sweep the brick bed. She asked Xiao Xiuer to bring Mei Hua and Niu Niu to clean the brick bed. There were two bundles of firewood left, and she had accumulated more than three bundles. Although the snow had soaked them a little, there were still a lot of dried wood left inside. It was enough to burn them tonight.
When Gou Sheng went to burn the brick bed, Xu Hui and Gou Sheng's mother brought the charcoal stove down from the carriage. While they were waiting on the carriage, they had already eaten something.
Xu Hui first boiled a pot of ginger soup, then carried a bowl to Xiao Da Yong for Gou Sheng's mother to bring along the plum blossom and Niu Niu to Lin Qianhu and the people who went to pick them up.
Gou Sheng's mother brought Xiao Xiuer and the children to pave the brick bed. Xu Hui felt sorry for Xiao Da Yong, but he was completely exhausted today, so she took out a dish from the jar of pickled vegetables and mixed it with the leftover meat. She made a pot of pickled vegetable stew with the remaining meat and heated up some food for Xiao Da Yong to eat. Thinking for a moment, Xu Hui said to Xiao Dazong, "The Lin Qianhu is here to pick us up. We don't have anything to return for that. How about we send some food over to the Lin Qianhu?"
Xiao Da Yong was naturally very grateful to Lin Dingbei, upon hearing Xu Hui's words, he immediately nodded his head and agreed, then carried the pickled vegetables and stewed meat that Xu Hui had brought along, walking towards the house that Lin Dingbei lived in.
Lin Dingbei's emotions were very complicated today. His brothers had brought their families to seek refuge with him.
Before the excitement had even subsided, Gou Sheng's mother came over with a bottle of Red Sugar ginger water. He said that she wanted to thank him for personally coming to receive his and telling him to drink some Red Sugar ginger water to go to the cold. After entering the vanguard camp, Lin Dingbei had always treated himself as a soldier. Although he was a field officer, he had eaten the same food as the soldiers. Although he was promoted to a thousand households, other than a few janissaries helping him clean up some stuff, there wasn't much difference between eating and drinking.
Everyday was a big pot of rice. Suddenly, Jiang Tang, who had come out of the small pot, felt a little bit better! While he was sighing with emotion, Xiao Dazong came over with a bowl of food. He said that it was made by his wife, so he didn't mind having a taste of his own cooking.