Ning He looked towards the forest a few miles away, where he was hiding his stall.

Then look at the official road ten miles outside the forest.

It happened that a small number of people had finished their work and were rushing home to celebrate the New Year in the past few days, so there were also some people coming and going on the official road.

Some of them were alone, some were traveling together, and some were carrying a basket of New Year's goods.

There are wax medicines, spring posts, new calendars, brocade clothes, chicken, duck and fish meat, wine eaves, fruits, maltose, and countless other goods.

When Ning He saw this, he felt that he had nothing to do, so he would just set up a stall for two days.

The snowy road is not easy to walk on, and snow falls from time to time.

It provides a place for people returning home during the New Year to rest and enjoy the joy and excitement before the New Year.

Think of it and do it.

Ning He went to the forest and found his bicycle frame.

None of the tables, chairs or benches were lost.

But it was covered with snow, and two little squirrels huddled up in the carport as if to keep warm.

When they saw Ning He approaching, although they felt that Ning He had a friendly aura, when they saw the person, they subconsciously ran out of the carport in fear, stumbled a few more times in the snow, and finally fled not far away.

In a tree hole.

At the same time, they poked their little heads out of the tree hole and looked at Ning He curiously, with the snow on their heads still covered with snow along the way.

Ning He saw that he had disturbed others' sleep.

Although this car is my own.

But Ning He still looked around, took out a few fruits, and put them into the tree hole.

When the squirrel saw the fruit, it chirped a few times and then happily began to hide the fruit in the tree hole.

Ning He took the cart and walked to the official road outside the forest.

Clear the snow on the ground and stove a little, tie up the stall, and warm the tea.

Then put up a vertical banner that says 'You can help yourself with tea, a bowl costs two cents'.

Ning He finally took out the book frame and began to fill in the catalog map, and then used magic to record all the routes and beautiful scenery of the trip and engraved them in the catalog.

Seeing this Prajna with your spiritual consciousness is equivalent to practicing it yourself.

It’s also like the dream of Nanguan Shaoxia.

And as time goes by.

Ning He has been revising the catalog for the past two days, using exquisite techniques to depict, striving to be immersed in the scene.

This makes tea-goers come here for two days.

I’m also curious about why this shop owner and this gentleman, who didn’t go back for the Chinese New Year, would set up a stall in the wilderness to engage in learning?

Although I have doubts.

But when they thought about the joy of going home and seeing their families, they all smiled unconsciously and thought the tea was sweet, so they didn't ask any more questions.

Until this afternoon.

Ning He paused for a moment and noticed the aura of an acquaintance.

And on the official road a mile away.

There was a big businessman who brought two full carts of New Year's goods, and he seemed to be a wealthy owner.

Just waiting for Ning He to look at the leader, he found that it was the leader of the guard of Zhang Yuan's family.

This is considered an acquaintance, after all, he is the person he met when he came out of quarantine.

At the same time.

As the distance gets closer.

The guard in brocade robes and round hats was dressed as a shopkeeper. When he saw the tea stall in the distance, he was also curious. With some speculation, he involuntarily quickened his pace.

The newly recruited guard guy and others were offended. I wonder what happened to the usually steady shopkeeper?

‘Are you tired? Are you going to rest at the tea stall in front?’ Several guards guessed, but did not dare to ask, so they could only speed up their pace to keep up.

Wait until you reach the tea stall.

The guard saw the gentleman he was looking for in the tea stall, and he was also the gentleman Mr. Liu was looking for.

He wanted to ask where his husband had gone. It was so hard for them to find him and so hard for him to wait a few months ago.

But then I thought that I and my husband were not acquainted at all.

In the end, the guard just stood in the snow outside the stall with a smile and cupped his hands. As he opened his mouth, the breath in his mouth was clearly visible in the cold weather.

"Sir is back."
Chapter completed!