"Madam, why don't you get down and rest for a while?"
The young man discreetly rubbed his aching waist and backside, sore from all the jolting. To avoid any possible pursuers, he'd followed the escape route Mr. Yan An had given him, only to find that it was all bumpy back roads. The carriage had no suspension, and after driving for a day and a night, his back nearly felt broken.
"Thank you, young sir."
The woman's voice was gentle.
The little girl said in a babyish voice, "Thank you, big brother."
After jumping down from the carriage, the young man held out his hand to the woman, ready to take the little girl. "The little miss is heavy. Let me carry her."
The little girl obediently held out her arms and leaned against the young man's not-so-broad shoulder. She watched her mother take some dried food and a water flask from the carriage, and the three of them had a simple meal. The little girl sat on the young man's left arm while he used his free right hand to consult the map Yan An had given him.
"Follow this road for another three hours and we'll reach the next place. Mr. Yan An said he buried some travel funds there, enough to cover our food and clothes for the next few years. Sigh, thank goodness we have money and plenty of provisions. Otherwise, how would we survive?"
As he spoke, he noticed the woman's face had gone pale, so he tactfully stopped. Sigh, he was still a little confused. He had no idea why Mr. Yan An had taken a liking to him and entrusted him with such an important family. Wasn't this ridiculous?
Who didn't know he was Zheng Qiao's "male favorite"?
Because he looked so much