MTL - Dressed As a Farm Boy, He Cheated on His Way Out of the Desert.

Chapter 78 Awakening at night

Old Mrs. Li's heart skipped a beat, and her legs felt a little weak at that time.

 It couldn't be that my son was injured and was sent back by carriage...

Jiayin seemed unlikely, so he quickly climbed onto grandma’s lap and hugged grandma’s neck.

Old Mrs. Li finally came back to her senses and stood up reluctantly.

 Fortunately, none of the people sitting on the carriage shaft were familiar.

When I got closer, the middle-aged driver did not move, but a middle-aged woman sitting on the right side of the carriage jumped out.

 Before she could speak, a low coughing sound came from the carriage.

 It seems to be suppressed with all its strength and unwilling to be heard.

 The middle-aged woman looked a little anxious and stepped forward to salute Mrs. Li.

“Mom, we are passing by your place and cannot go into the city at night, so we would like to stay here. Is there any clean and spacious house in the village?”

As she spoke, she took out a piece of silver from her purse and wanted to hand it to Mrs. Li.

Old Mrs. Li quickly waved her hand, "No, no need, sister."

  She was a little wary at first, but she heard that these people were passing by for a stay, and there seemed to be patients in the car, so she couldn't help but think of her son who was also traveling outside.

As a result, she became even more soft-hearted.

“If you want to find a better family in the village, that’s my family. If you don’t mind, come with me.”

The middle-aged woman didn't expect it to be like this, and her eyes were a little wary.

Mrs. Li smiled and said, "Don't worry, my son is out escorting, and I've been thinking about him all day. I have nothing to do, so I brought my granddaughter over to see him. I'm not waiting for you specially."

 When the middle-aged woman saw the good news about the white, plump and cute girl, she felt ashamed in her eyes.

“Don’t blame me, ma’am, our master is not comfortable, and slaves want to be as considerate as possible.”

“It’s not easy to go out.” Mrs. Li smiled and led them towards the village.

On the way, the coughing in the carriage almost never stopped.

 Some villagers were having dinner in the courtyard, and out of curiosity they asked, "Auntie, are there guests at home?"

Old Mrs. Li responded vaguely, "Yes, you are going to eat now? I'm afraid our family hasn't prepared it yet."

The villager smiled and said, "Yes, it's our team's turn to look at the crops tonight. Let's eat early and go out early."

“Okay, in one month, the food will be brought home, and everyone will feel relieved.”

Mrs. Li exchanged pleasantries, hugged her granddaughter, and led the carriage to her home.

Tao Hongying was afraid that her daughter would be hungry, so she was about to go out to look for the grandparents.

Suddenly seeing a carriage coming back, he quickly called Zhao Yuru.

Li Lao Er and Li Lao San were talking in the main room. They heard the movement and went out to greet them.

The middle-aged man and woman looked at Li's house carefully. The yard was clean, the house was neat, and the young and old in the family were well dressed.

 They were very satisfied. They could see that this was a well-to-do family that was going through life.

Orange Mrs. Li called to her son to open the courtyard door and welcome the carriage in.

 Middle-aged rickshaw drivers and women jumped out and greeted everyone.

 “I’m really sorry for bothering you all tonight.”

"You are a guest when you come in. Don't be polite, sister." Mrs. Li handed the good news to Tao Hongying, and then called Zhao Yuru.

"Let a few boys sleep with you tonight, and the West Room will be poured out for the guests. Go and tidy up first, don't neglect it."

Zhao Yuru quickly turned around and entered the house.

On weekdays, the house is always tidying up. Occasionally, Jiaren will come back and study and write in the West Room.

 So apart from the east room where Mrs. Li and Jiayin live, this is the best place for the whole family.

At this moment, the carriage door opened, and the middle-aged coachman helped a man down.

He looks about the same age as Li Laosi, but not as tall and strong as Li Laosi.

He was wearing a sapphire blue brocade gown, a jade belt wrapped around his waist, and a gold crown binding his hair. He had handsome features and a bit of nobility in his eyebrows.

 But his face was pale, with an unusual blush on his cheekbones. He might have wanted to speak, but he coughed a few times and could only hold his hands.

The Li family hurriedly returned the gift and invited their master and servant to come into the house.

The three masters and servants have been looking at the Li family without any trace, and their expressions became much calmer when they saw that they were really enthusiastic and didn't have any dislike.

You must know that when I stayed in Fucheng before, when people heard coughing, they were afraid that it was an epidemic or consumption, and they refused to take him in.

The fire pit in the west room is very large, with a new golden kang mat, and two large camphor wood boxes at the end of the kang.

 Several quilts were placed on the box, covered with clean floral sheets.

 Under the cabinet is a square Kang table, with pens, ink and books placed on the table.

This surprised the three masters and servants. There are actually children studying in such a farmhouse.

This is not just about being rich, at least the family has vision and courage.

You must know that the Tianwu Dynasty is now riddled with holes, and the road to the imperial examination has almost been cut off.

 Tongsheng and scholars can still take the exam, but the selection of electors and Jinshi has been suspended for five years.

This is almost a road with no rewards. I didn’t expect that a farmer would actually persist...

Old Mrs. Li didn't know what they were thinking, so she spread the bedding with her own hands and invited the man to get on the kang to rest.

"This noble man, please rest for now. My daughter-in-law is quite good at cooking. I'll ask her to cook some food and bring it over later. If you need anything, just let me know."

The man nodded, and the middle-aged woman quickly said, "Our young master is taking medicine and has some taboos. I'll help him cook."

"Okay, it just so happens that we haven't eaten either." Mrs. Li didn't seem to guess her precautions, and followed her out with a smile.

Tao Hongying originally cooked millet porridge, steamed Chinese cabbage buns, and fried toon eggs.

All the portions from the Zhao family next door were taken away, leaving only our own.

 But these meals for entertaining guests are a bit shabby.

 She scooped out a ladle of fine flour, kneaded it, rolled it out, and cut a piece of leaner bacon.

 Two quarters of an hour later, three bowls of shredded pork and vegetable noodles were ready.

 There are also two poached eggs lying in the bowl, sprinkle with chopped green onion, and light with sesame oil. It’s simply delicious and delicious!

The middle-aged woman has been helping to light the fire. Old Mrs. Li hugged Jiayin and sat on the small bench at the door, chatting a few words.

The three masters and servants came out to play in Kyoto, and they didn't expect the master to have an old illness on the way.

The host’s surname is Ye. The woman and the coachman are husband and wife. The coachman’s name is Ye Shan and the woman’s name is Dongmei.

 They were all born in the same family and were trusted by their master, so they often served him around.

Perhaps she was worried about her master's illness, but Sister-in-law Dongmei didn't even raise her brows.

The Li family could not persuade them, they could only make it as convenient as possible for them.

 Fortunately, Tao Hongying’s craftsmanship is still as popular as ever.

Dongmei and his wife ate all the noodles and added a few vegetarian steamed buns.

Even the sick Mr. Ye ate half a bowl of noodles and drank up all the noodle soup.

 This made Dongmei and his wife so happy that they gave the money to Mrs. Li.

Mrs. Li insisted not to do so. Her family was not rich, but she did not want to make money from this.

 Just a little effort, just a favor.

But Jiayin was an exception. Her big eyes glowed green when she saw the rejected silver hairpin.

 It’s a pity that no one cares about what she, a child, thinks.

 Everyone fell asleep soon, but in the middle of the night, there was a sudden commotion in the West Room.

 Dongmei took the medicine bag and jar and boiled the medicine under the eaves.

There were coughs one after another in the room, making everyone feel tight in their chests.

Mrs. Li went down to have a look. Jiayin was curious and joined in the fun.

The old lady carried her to the west room, and sure enough, Mr. Ye was sitting on the edge of the kang and coughing non-stop.

Seeing them come in, Mr. Ye probably wanted to say something, but as soon as he opened his mouth, blood sprayed all over the face of Mrs. Li and Jiayin!

 (End of this chapter)