What are You Thinking?

Before night fell, Gulan and the three little ones collected all the pheasants and rabbits, pickled them and put them away. In total, there were more than a dozen pheasants and rabbits pickled in two large basins. Fortunately, she had prepared everything in Lingshan Town before, otherwise there would be no place to put so many pheasants and rabbits.

Dinner is simple, just thick porridge mixed with some wild vegetables and a few vegetable cakes.

Before going to bed, Gulan also gave Xiang Yunjin a bowl of medicine, which he drank without changing his expression. Before leaving the carriage, Gulan thought about it and told Xiang Yunjin about the two figures she saw in the forest, wanting to see how he would react. Unfortunately, this guy was very cunning, and nothing could be seen except confusion on his face.

"Tell me, could they be the ones who hurt you? Or the ones who were with you?"

Xiang Yunjin shook his head and said, "I don't know."

"That's right. I didn't see it clearly, so how would you know?"

"Okay, if you don't know, then you don't know. I hope you can remember it sooner. Otherwise, after your injury is healed, you can't always follow us disaster victims. Not only will you have to sleep in the open air, but you will also be in danger of poverty and hunger. I don't know how worried your family must be." After saying this, Gulan looked like she felt the same way and was worried about him.

Xiang Yunjin's mouth wanted to twitch after hearing Gulan's words, he almost couldn't hold it back. He was still living from hand to mouth and might have forgotten the several banknotes given to him before. He was poor and hungry, and others were genuinely like that, but Gulan couldn't see it. Xiang Yunjin smiled bitterly: "I think so too. I hope I can remember it sooner. Thank you for your concern, brother."

"No need to thank me, just have a good rest." Gulan glanced at him and got out of the cart carrying the bedding for resting at night.

Looking at the cart curtain swaying gently as Gulan left, Xiang Yunjin's expression suddenly became solemn. There were two figures chasing, and if nothing unexpected happened, one of them should have seen the guard to whom he left the secret signal, but no one knew who it was, so the other one was most likely the one chasing them. But why did Gulan tell him all this? Xiang Yunjin's eyes were gloomy, and then a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. This Gulan was really sensitive, which was good.

Outside, after spreading out the bedding for rest, Gulan hugged her son and closed her eyes in the night. Dahei was still sleeping beside, guarding diligently.

The next day, Gulan, who had a stable biological clock, woke up early as usual. When she was about to practice martial arts, she saw Xiang Yunjin slowly getting out of the carriage.

"Good morning." Gulan was stunned. She didn't expect that he got up so early. She thought that his injury had improved a little. She greeted him casually, but kept walking towards the open space in front of the ruined temple.

Before Xiang Yunjin could say "good morning", the person had already walked away. It was too perfunctory. At least you should have waited for him to finish speaking. But this feeling was quite novel. Unconsciously, his eyes followed Gulan's figure.

Although he looks thin and frail, every move he makes contains tremendous power. The confidence in his moves and in his eyes tells others that he is not someone who is easy to mess with. Looking at them sweating profusely, Xiang Yunjin honestly felt itching to move his hands, but unfortunately his injury would prevent him from moving as he wished for at least half a month. Just stood next to the carriage and watched them practice martial arts.

It is hard to tell from the mental state of these people that they are disaster victims who have been fleeing famine for several months. Gulan may have contributed to this. The admiration in the eyes of the group of people behind Gulan are telling Xiang Yunjin this. But considering that they could have walked here, they should have passed through Chicheng. But if they had passed through Chicheng, how could these people appear here? Didn't the governor of Yunzhou already issue an order for all cities under his jurisdiction to take in the disaster victims and provide them with proper resettlement?

Xiang Yunjin quickly figured out the relationship and his expression turned from sunny to gloomy. In the fiefdom of the King of Yunzhou, there are actually such officials who deceive their superiors, pretend to obey but actually disobey, and are extremely bold. I don't know how the Governor of Yunzhou controls the officials under his jurisdiction. There are no political achievements, but they are good at using crooked means to oppress the people. It seems that they need to be properly disciplined.

It was only after Xiang Yunjin returned to the palace and took control of the power that he realized that there was no need for him to intervene in the matter. The magistrate of Chicheng had reaped the fruits of his own action, and only a pair of children were left in the entire palace.

When Gulan came back from practice, she saw Xiang Yunjin with a gloomy face. She glanced at him in confusion, thinking that he was still in a bad mood after waking up. She woke up her son, packed up the food and got on the road. Gulan and Daya worked together to prepare enough food for the entire day, using only fine grains. With Brother Jin, we can make good use of the ready-made excuse. Who would want to eat coarse grains when there are fine grains? It's not like she can't afford it. There is plenty of food in her space.

I made two kinds, rice balls and vegetable cakes, but they were not rice balls or vegetable cakes in the true sense. Gulan added fried diced chicken, rabbit and mushrooms into the rice ball. The aroma as soon as it was cooked brought Brother Jin, who had a gloomy face as if he had never woken up, back to his senses.

In order to make the vegetable cake taste better, yeast is of course indispensable, but the milk flavor is too strong, and it would be easy to expose Gulan's mistake if she had someone with fine clothes and delicious food around her, so she did not put it in. Despite this, the taste is excellent.

After the palm-sized vegetable pancakes were made, Xiang Yunjin ate two pieces and a few more rice balls. He no longer had the gloomy look he had before. Then, Gulan took the three kids and started to pack. They stuffed all the pots, pans, spoons, and beddings into the carriage, leaving no usable space unused. Then use ropes and tarpaulin to secure it to free up as much space as possible. After all, there is an injured adult on board, so it does take up a lot of space.

After a lot of trouble, they finally made some space, enough for four people to stay, one of whom had to have space to lie down. Gulan put a lot of effort into this and sweated a lot.

As the village chief's voice sounded, the team set off and continued to move westward towards Jiaocheng. If you want to go to Jiaocheng, you must first pass through this forest. This forest is very large. Gulan already knew it when she was catching animal in it. But when she actually walked in it, she realized that it was much larger than she had imagined.

She didn't walk out of the forest for the whole day, which of course had something to do with walking on two pairs of legs. We rested in the woods again that night. After walking all day, everyone was very tired, so we just ate something quickly and rested.

What Gulan cooked was not complicated. She cooked a medicinal soup to replenish qi and blood, and paired it with rice balls and vegetable cakes for breakfast. It was quite delicious. Before going to bed, Gulan got on the carriage, lit the oil lamp, shook something in her hand to signal Brother Jin to take off his clothes, and it was time to check his wounds and change the dressings.

Xiang Yunjin glanced at Gulan, his eyes lingering on the white gauze in his hand for a few moments. The snow-white color of the cloth was particularly dazzling under the dim light.

He had discovered before that the cloth tied on the wound was different from the cloth they used when they were injured. It was softer and more breathable, and seemed to be whiter. It was not like the medical cloth used to wrap injuries before, which was not soft enough and would rub against the wound and cause pain.

"Take off your clothes! What are you thinking about?" Gulan deliberately ignored the gazes of Brother Jin on the gauze.