Yang Huazhong frowned, a little dissatisfied with Sun's too many questions: "Who can ask about that? It's so unlucky that it's too late to avoid it from a distance!"

Mrs. Sun became silent and sat quietly in the carriage.

It was getting dark everywhere, and a cold wind blew into the car. Coupled with the gradually blurred chanting and intermittent crying behind her, Sun subconsciously hugged her arms and felt a slight chill.

When they arrived outside the town, Yang Ruoqing got off her horse and said to Yang Huazhong: "Dad, I will drive the carriage next. You can rest for a while."

There were originally two horses pulling the carriage, and they could bear the weight of Yang Ruoqing.

As for the horse she was originally riding, just give it a holiday and let it follow the carriage. Horses are spiritual things, especially horses that follow their masters around and around. They are even more intelligent.

Yang Huazhong said: "I'm not tired at all, I don't need you to drive."

But Yang Ruoqing insisted on replacing him, "Dad, it's dark. We are destined to drive at night today. My night vision is better than yours. You go and sit in the carriage."

Yang Huazhong knew that his daughter was determined to take over. Indeed, he really couldn't see the potholes on the road clearly. Moreover, when he went out before, he never thought that he would drive at night, so he didn't prepare a wind lantern, and he accidentally drove the carriage away later.

It would be terrible to be in a ditch.

"Okay then, you can hurry up as you go. I don't have to sit in the carriage. I'll just sit here and talk to you."

It was late at night, and we had to pass through large fields and woods along the way. There wasn't even a soul on the road, so it was good to be a companion to build up our courage.

Yang Ruoqing shook her head and whispered a few words into Yang Huazhong's ear.

Yang Huazhong hesitated for a moment, but finally gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, I'll go sit in the back."

Mrs. Sun huddled in the carriage with her arms folded. The carriage was pitch dark, and the wind flapped at the outer wall of the carriage from time to time, as if someone was knocking on it.

But she didn't dare to say it, for fear of causing trouble for the father and daughter, especially when they were traveling at night, so it was better to talk as little as possible to avoid provoking those unclean things.

Until Yang Huazhong opened the curtain and came in and sat down next to her, all the previous fears suddenly disappeared, and Mrs. Sun breathed a sigh of relief.

"Why did you come in? You should stay outside to keep your daughter company!" After Ms. Sun relaxed for a moment, she began to push Yang Huazhong out.

Compared to her daughter who was driving in the dark outside, there was really nothing to be afraid of sitting in the carriage by herself, so Mrs. Sun pushed Yang Huazhong with all her strength.

Yang Huazhong was overjoyed, "Hey, you two are really serious. You two are pushing me around like a hot potato. Mother, don't push me. It's my daughter who sent me in to keep you company. She's worried about you."

Afraid!"

Mrs. Sun was stunned for a moment and thought to herself, "You are indeed a piece of flesh that fell off my body. You are so considerate that you even guessed that I was afraid."

"What? It's great for me to sit in there, I'm not afraid at all..."

Before he finished speaking, a strange sound came from the grass on the side of the road. It was either a strange bird or a strange insect.

Mrs. Sun was so frightened that she even dared to utter a sound.

Yang Huazhong burst into laughter and raised his hand to pat Sun on the back.

"You're a tough talker, come on, listen to your daughter, don't bother me."

In the front, Yang Ruoqing was also driving while turning around and joking with Ms. Sun in the carriage behind: "Mom, your daughter, I dare to sleep alone in Niushan in the middle of the night, so you just sit there obediently, take a nap when you feel sleepy, and go into the yard of your house."

I'll call you at the door."

Sun had no choice but to let Yang Huazhong continue to sit in the carriage, but she also had a request, which was to roll up the curtains.

In this way, she can see the girl driving the car, and the girl driving the car can also feel that her parents are always watching behind her. Don't be afraid, don't panic, we are with you.

The carriage was driven smoothly by Yang Ruoqing along the next journey, but the speed was even faster than when Yang Huazhong was in broad daylight. Yang Huazhong couldn't help but praise him: "Qing'er is such a good driver!"

Yang Ruoqing said with a smile: "Haha, I am a coachman who has been delayed by business."

She also deliberately found some interesting jokes that she had heard elsewhere to say in order to relieve Sun's tension.

The whole journey was completed without even realizing it. I didn't even see a single soul or ghost on the road. It was pitch black all the way, as were the crop fields on both sides. Only a few faint lights could be seen in the distance.

Xinghuo is dotted with almost everyone’s homes.

Sun held Yang Huazhong's hand tightly, "No wonder people like the excitement and are afraid of being deserted. I feel it all tonight."

Yang Huazhong smiled and held Sun's hand in his backhand, "Don't think so much, your daughter, I, and our three horses are here to accompany you. We are having fun!"

Sun smiled and nodded vigorously.

Finally saw Changping Village.

The most eye-catching thing is the two wind lanterns hanging on the roadside at the entrance of Luo Family Courtyard, which illuminate not only the area at the entrance, but also illuminate the way home for those returning home at night.

"We finally arrived. When I saw the lights in front of me, my heart suddenly warmed up."

Sun sat up straight, her voice trembling slightly with excitement.

Yang Huazhong was also very happy.

As soon as the carriage stopped at the gate of Luo Family Courtyard, before Yang Ruoqing even opened her mouth to call the door, the courtyard door was opened from the inside.

Blacksmith Luo poked his head out and saw the carriage parked outside, as well as the snoring horses. Blacksmith Luo smiled broadly, shouted to Wang Cuilian in the yard behind him, and opened the two heavy courtyard doors.

So that Yang Ruoqing's horse can come in on its own.

When Wang Cuilian came out, Yang Ruoqing had already helped Sun out of the carriage, and Yang Huazhong had already started talking to Blacksmith Luo.

After a brief exchange of greetings between the two parties, Blacksmith Luo returned the key to Yang Huazhong's house to Yang Huazhong, and accompanied Yang Huazhong to the next door yard to open the door, settle the horses, and unload the goods.

Mrs. Sun was dragged into the Luo family yard by Wang Cuilian, followed by Yang Ruoqing. At this time, Tuoba Xian also came out of the house, standing under the eaves and caring elegantly and cordially to Mrs. Sun and Yang Ruoqing.

A few sentences.

Yang Ruoqing knew that Tuoba Xian had gone to bed early at night and was standing here with her coat draped over her shoulders, so she quickly persuaded Tuoba Xian to go back to the house and have a rest. We would talk about anything else tomorrow day.

After Tuoba Xian left, Wang Cuilian besides making hot tea for Sun and Yang Ruoqing, started to prepare dinner.

Sun said: "Both the third child and I are not hungry. Qing'er must be hungry. Sister-in-law Cuilian, just give Qing'er something to put on the table. I will sit down for a while and then pass..."

Wang Cuilian deliberately lowered her face and said, "What are you talking about? I've been traveling all day and haven't eaten lunch, how can I not be hungry? Just two pairs of chopsticks for you?"

Mrs. Sun smiled apologetically: "I don't want my sister-in-law to be in trouble..."

Wang Cuilian waved her hands like something: "It's not troublesome at all. Qing'er, you sit with your mother for a while, and I'll prepare the meal. It just so happened that your uncle had no appetite and didn't eat during the supper, so I'll prepare it for you."
Chapter completed!