Chapter 388 Return to Beijing!

  At night, most of the people did not dare to sleep.

   Straight open his eyes and wait till dawn, seeing the sky clear, and then hesitated slightly.

   "What is it at this door? Where did the pheasant and duck come from? There is actually a basket of eggs."

  When the guards came in to report, everyone had just finished eating the dry food and was about to pack their things and get on the wagon.

   "We didn't sleep all night, and we didn't hear the slightest movement outside the door. It was delivered under our noses." The guard was a little surprised. He dared to guarantee that the brothers would take turns to change their shifts, and would not dare to have anyone close their eyes.

  The weirdness in City Lord Yang's heart is even more strange.

  The old lady who ran away in a hurry yesterday, and today this clearly shows good behavior.

  "Put things away, clean up and cook some hot soup for everyone to warm up. The wild eggs, share with the accompanying children." City Lord Yang took a look, the pheasant and wild duck were full of energy. It seems that I picked the best looking one and sent it.

  Inexplicably, there is a bit of flattery.

  City Lord Yang shook his head, this idea was surprising.

  I didn’t believe it.

  In the morning, Lulu divided a pheasant leg, a bowl of pheasant soup, and a few eggs in his pocket. Putting his hands in his pockets, he glanced around slowly.

  Until she got on the sedan chair, the group of ghosts hidden in the darkness suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

  The people on the road drifted away, and the village suddenly became lively.

   Heads popped up everywhere.

   "Did she go? How did she go where and where?? We all hid thousands of miles away, can we be found by her?"

   "Can't live anymore, ghosts are hard."

   "Why is she not going away..."

  The voice of ghost crying wolf howling spread far away.

  Lulu sighed quietly: "I really don’t blame me..." Lulu lay in the sedan chair with an innocent look.

  The sedan chair headed towards the capital day and night, as it got closer and closer to the capital.

  Everyone became more and more homely.

   "I don't know, those side branches know that I am back again, how to make noise." Master Wen looked in the direction of the capital, and gave him a leisurely look beside him.

  Little Li was left in the deserted city by him.

  On this trip back to Beijing, the old lady of the Wen family will no longer return to Beijing.

   "Will she be back?" Master Wen asked in a low voice. They knew who she was referring to.

   Wen Ru faintly squinted his eyes: "Do you already have an answer in your heart?"

   "Mother was buried in scourge, she was afraid of fire and became closed. She even hated grandmother and Xiao Li, do you think it was because Xiao Li took the position of mother?"

   "She was in the fire, but she saw the face of the arsonist!"

   "You don't need to ask me either. You suspect that you are going to check it yourself. Azhu can't pass the hurdle in her heart, and you don't have to ask her to come to see you." Wen Ruyin looked disappointed.

  Little Li and the old lady stayed in the deserted city. I'm afraid he also had some suspicions in his heart, but the pair of dragon and phoenix fetuses returned to Beijing together. This made him a little bit unwilling for his mother and sister.

  Master Wen seemed to be ten years old suddenly.

   "Yes, I am ashamed of your mother." Master Wen's eyes were reddish.

  The father and daughter were silent again.

"I have seen the stone monument of the capital, and within a hundred miles you can see the majestic gate of the imperial city. We are finally back to Beijing, we are finally back to Beijing!! Three generations, three generations, blessed by the ancestors, three generations!" The person is not within the scope of the return to life, but back to the capital with everyone's motorcade.

  There was a burst of sobbing in the convoy.

  They finally came back, with the expectations of their elders, finally came back.

  They were exiled for three generations, and their ancestors died with hatred.

  At this moment, many people are holding the tablets of their ancestors, kneeling in tears in front of the stone monument in the capital.

   "I want to go back to Beijing even after I die. I never closed my eyes before I died. Father, grandfather, my son has returned to Beijing, and my son is looking forward to it!" There were many people kneeling before the stele.

  (End of this chapter)