Chapter 156 Escort Bureau
Lu Chengjing rubbed her little face and asked softly: "Is it still uncomfortable?"
Yuanyuan shook her head, hugged her father, and pointed her little hand in the direction where Shang Wan was sitting, indicating that she wanted to listen to the story with her mother.
Lu Chengjing wheeled the wheelchair over and nestled Yuanyuan in his father's arms. He listened to his mother and father telling each other new stories that she had never heard before. She felt sleepy and could not help but open her mouth and yawn. .
Holding the milk bottle, her soft little body balled up, her eyes closed, and her breathing gradually became even.
Lu Chengjing patted her gently, with unconcealable worry in his eyes.
"Yuanyuan is just tired. It will take more sleep to recover." Shang Wan opened the milk bottle and reached out to poke the baby's pink and tender face, giving the worried old father some reassurance.
Yuanyuan smacked her little mouth, her head tilted, and she fell into a deeper sleep.
Shang Wan reached out and took Yuanyuan over and hugged him. He looked at Lu Chengjing's right hand that was still hanging and asked, "Does it still hurt?"
Lu Chengjing: "It hurts."
The corners of Shang Wan's mouth twitched. He told her it didn't hurt before the medicine was applied, but after applying the medicine, he told her that it hurt.
She said: "I'm not angry."
Lu Chengjing: "That... doesn't hurt."
Shang Wan chuckled: "...You healed pretty quickly."
Lu Chengjing curled his fingers and trembled his eyelashes, "I don't want you to worry."
Seeing him like this, Shang Wan felt a little irritated for no reason, and he said in his tone, "Whether you worry or not is my business. I want to hear the truth."
Lu Chengjing looked up at her, a slight smile suddenly appeared on his lips, and said, "Okay."
Shang Wan: "...Why are you laughing?"
Still smiling so stupidly.
The curve of the corners of Lu Chengjing's lips deepened, but he did not answer Shang Wan's question.
Shang Wan really couldn't guess what the fox was thinking. He shook Yuanyuan in his arms and thought that Xiaohuan needed to recover from his injuries and said, "Let Yuanyuan sleep with us from now on. After the new house is repaired, you can let Yuanyuan sleep in the penthouse first." Here, I can take care of you at any time.”
Lu Chengjing naturally had no objections.
Before going to bed, Shang Wan suddenly remembered something, "If the assassins don't come tonight, they probably won't come tomorrow. Tomorrow I want to go to the Longling Escort Agency and meet the head Sang Er."
"Are you going to hire Long Ling Escort to deliver the letter?"
"I heard from Master He that the reputation of Longling Escort Agency is quite good." Shang Wan said, "It's a secret message anyway. I'm not afraid of being seen. It doesn't matter who sends it."
The next day, at dawn, Yuanyuan gave her parents a big surprise.
I drank too much milk before going to bed and the little one wet the bed.
Shang Wan rubbed his sleep-tangled hair, looked at the round and innocent face, stretched out his hand to pinch it, and said helplessly: "You promised to call me?"
His round eyes rolled, and he quickly crawled behind his father to hide, as if he was shy.
Shang Wan started to chase people away, "You two, father and daughter, move to another place and I'll make the bed."
"Okay." Lu Chengjing put on his coat, picked up Yuanyuan, and went out in a wheelchair.
Now he could hold Yuanyuan with one hand very easily. Everyone was awake, so he just went to wash up.
Yuanyuan obediently helped her father twist the veil, and then successfully put on wet clothes for herself and her father.
Looking at her innocent little face, Lu Chengjing couldn't get angry at all, so he had to take the little guy back to change clothes.
Yuanyuan was not honest in her clothes. She crawled under the newly changed quilt and played hide-and-seek.
Lu Chengjing's right hand was still hanging, and he couldn't catch her with his left hand alone, let alone help her put on her clothes.
But the little guy got so excited about it that he wrapped himself in the quilt and just wouldn't come out. Lu Chengjing was worried that she would catch a cold, so he had to call for help.
As soon as Shang Wan arrived, Yuanyuan immediately became honest. He sat obediently and waited for his mother to dress him, and then combed two little chirps.
Shang Wan flicked the little one and said, "Okay, let's go eat."
Breakfast is still made by Gao Yan, simple, noodles in clear soup.
It is difficult to switch from extravagance to frugality. Everyone misses Xiao Huan while eating noodles.
Xiaohuan, who was still asleep, couldn't help sneezing, tilted his head and fell asleep again.
After eating noodles, Shang Wan took out the herbs to dry in the sun when he saw that the weather didn't look like it was going to rain.
"Shitou, stay at home with your brother-in-law and don't run around. I'm going to the city and will be back before noon." Shang Wan hitched up the ox cart and did not forget to tell Shitou.
Shitou agreed wholeheartedly, hugging Yuanyuan and waving together.
Chu Xu wanted to follow. He felt it would be safer to follow Shang Wan. What if the assassin came again?
"I have something serious to do this time. I will take you there next time." Shang Wan rubbed the child's head and said in a tone that he could not refuse.
"If you don't go, I won't go." Chu Xu hummed, hugged Yuanyuan over, and went to play with Xiao Hui.
Shang Wan curled his fingers at the stone and waited until he got closer before whispering: "Don't starve to death for the one in the cellar."
She really forgot about the stone, indicating that he would send food to the man in the cellar soon.
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Shang Wan jumped off the bullock cart and looked up at the plaque above. She knew half of the four words in total, one dragon and one game.
There was an old man with a gray beard sweeping the floor at the door. Shang night asked: "Is this the Longling Escort Agency?"
"Isn't it written on the sign? You can't read it?" The old man sounded a little irritable. He raised his head and glanced at Shang Wan, "What do you want?"
Shang Wan: "I want to hire an escort to deliver a letter for me."
"Oh, come with me." When he heard that he was not here to amuse him, the old man stepped aside and invited Shang Wan inside.
There were various martial arts training tools in the front yard of the large courtyard, where four or five men were training their muscles with their bare arms.
Shang Wan glanced around and found no one with a particularly square face. Sang Qi probably wasn't here.
The old man led Shang Wan to the hall to sit down, and served her a cup of tea. His tone was much kinder than before, "Wait a moment, I'll invite the head of the household."
Shang Wan nodded and watched the old man go out.
She looked around boredly. The decorations in the hall were quite satisfactory. A picture of a tiger descending from a mountain hung above the table in the middle. The tiger was vividly painted.
Just as Shang Wan was about to get up and take a closer look, the old man led a burly man into the hall.
The man has rough features, a strong back and strong waist, and his arm muscles are very strong, and his sleeves are stretched into a round arc.
The person who came was the head of the escort agency, whose surname was Yan.
When Mr. Yan saw Shang Wan, he thought to himself: No wonder those guys in the yard were not practicing their kung fu and stretched their necks to look into the hall. It turned out that a fairy daughter had come.
"Wait a minute." Mr. Yan greeted everyone with a smile and got straight to the point, "I heard that you want to ask our escort agency to deliver a letter. Where can I send this letter?"
"Send it to the border gate, Maocheng." Shang Wan said, "I heard that there is a war in the border gate, and I am worried about the safety of my family. I can't sleep at night. I want to send a letter from the Feng family to inquire about the safety of my family."
"Why not entrust it to an inn?" Master Yan said, "If you want to send letters, it's faster to send letters to an inn than to an escort agency."
Shang Wan said disappointedly: "Don't the escort offices send letters? Then I'm in the wrong place. I'll say goodbye."
She stood up and was about to leave, but Master Yan called out to her, "Madam, wait a minute, the letter has to be delivered. I thought that Madam didn't know the inn, so I specifically informed Madam. If Madam still wants to ask my escort to deliver the letter, I will not send the business to you." Push outward.”