At this moment, Lin Mengya still didn't know that her precious children had been targeted by two disgusting fellows with ulterior motives.
If she had known earlier, she would have made sure that the siblings wouldn't be able to walk out of the posthouse!
After tidying up, Lin Mengya informed Uncle Huo and was ready to leave.
However, she didn't expect to be caught up with before she could walk far.
"Stop! My master has something to ask you. Stop right there! "
The people who stopped them were six people who looked like servants.
The six of them rode on their horses and all of them had an arrogant look on their faces. Their auras were extremely arrogant.
Uncle Huo frowned slightly.
He didn't know these six people, and they were dressed very strangely.
He originally thought that he had met his old enemy, but the horses they were riding didn't have a familiar family emblem, which meant that they weren't from an aristocratic family.
Moreover, with the identity of "Zhao Yixuan", he might not be able to do whatever he wanted in the aboriginals, but at least not many people dared to provoke him like this, except for a few influential families.
Uncle Huo snorted coldly and didn't hold back.
"A good dog doesn't block the way. If your master wants to see me, then ask him to come here himself."
"Oh, you're quite arrogant!" The person in charge of passing the message was a small fry from the Chu family. He felt that it was not easy for him to get such an opportunity to show off, so he immediately shouted at Uncle Huo with a sullen face.
"Let me tell you! You've offended my master. If you don't want to die, hurry up and kowtow to my master to apologize. Otherwise … "
Before he could finish his threat, a long sword shining with a cold light was directly pressed against his neck.
"What, what do you mean by this? If you dare to touch me, my master will definitely not let you off! "
This threat was a little fierce in appearance, but weak in heart.
Huo Xiao laughed coldly in his heart. With two swishes, he directly cut off the hair on the top of the other party's head.
The long sword was extremely sharp, and it was almost cut off from his scalp.
That ice-cold touch made the little minion's hair stand on end.
He watched as his hair flew all over the sky, but he didn't dare to move, for fear that the ancestor's sword would be slightly off.
Then he wouldn't just be bald, he would have a head!
"Go back and tell your master that he doesn't have that much face here, and he doesn't have that many rules that are worth me coming here."
Uncle Huo gave Huo Xiao a look.
The latter immediately sheathed his sword and stood by his side as if nothing had happened.
However, his gaze was somewhat cold, causing the six of them to gasp at the same time.
"I, I know, you, you guys …"
He couldn't say the last few words. He turned around and ran back with his men, as if there was a wolf chasing after him.
Uncle Huo narrowed his eyes and looked in the direction where they left.
Huo Xiao asked in a low voice, "Do you want me to go take a look?"
Uncle Huo thought about it and shook his head.
"It doesn't matter. At least for now, my face is still useful."
Uncle Huo suddenly sighed as he thought of something.
In the past few years, the aboriginals seemed to be rather prosperous. However, in reality, anyone with a bit of foresight could see the limitations of the clan's development.
Although for now, they were still able to maintain a state of self-sufficiency.
But in fact, be it food, tea leaves, salt, cloth, or other daily necessities, most of them relied on exchanging some rare medicinal herbs, ores, or other special products with the caravans outside.
But ever since the great merchant of the Gong family
The East, West, South, and North trade routes were opened, allowing those rare medicinal herbs in the past to have a new source of supply.
From this point, it could be seen that the arrogant and reclusive aboriginals were no longer the first choice of the caravans.
Even though the waiting time was slightly longer, the cost was about 30% lower than buying goods from the aboriginals.
That was 30% of the cost price!
What did that mean?
With this 30% difference in price, the merchant groups would be able to make a profit even if they sold the goods at the same price as the aboriginals.
In that case, who would be foolish enough to insist on buying from the aboriginals?
Unfortunately, he had already reported this matter to the Elders Guild before the new year.
In the end, everyone felt that he was being an alarmist. Some even blamed the great merchant groups for affecting their source of income. They even tried to use tricks to make the big merchant groups make way for them and stop selling those goods.
In the past, he only thought that those people had a different point of view from him because they were rigidly conservative.
However, when he jumped out, he realized that this seemingly mysterious and huge race had actually been left far behind by the progress of the times.
Yet, they still held themselves in high regard and even arrogantly felt that the outside world was still the same as they thought it was.
Especially recently, he had fully experienced the prejudice brought about by this blind confidence. This made him feel that the aboriginals were probably hopeless.
So be it.
In any case, he didn't belong to the aboriginals and would leave this place sooner or later.
The warning he gave the aboriginals before the new year could be considered the last bit of kindness he had left for them.
He turned his head and looked at his own people.
"Continue walking."
No one took the small interlude on the way to heart.
In fact, Lin Mengya had only asked Baisu, who didn't like to talk nonsense, so she didn't know what was going on.
From the time they left the posthouse early in the morning until now, an entire morning had passed.
There were women and children in their group. In addition, they had brought a relatively complete set of supplies, so they decided to find a picturesque place to start a fire and cook.
There was no one around, and this allowed the big guy, who was always tensed up, to relax a little.
It was like they were on a sightseeing trip, and camping was also quite fun.
Unfortunately, all of this had nothing to do with Lin Mengya.
She only had one task, and that was to look after the two babies.
Little Moyan was leaning against the window, feeling that everything was new to him.
"Mother! Can I go down and play? "
His little head was leaning against the window, and his big black eyes were full of desire.
Lin Mengya looked around.
They had brought a lot of people with them this time, and Moyan would definitely be protected by the Jackdaw Guards.
Now that spring was warm outside, and there was a rare opportunity to come out and play, she couldn't bear to reject Moyan's request.
"Yes, but you can't go far. You must always make sure that you are within my sight, okay?"
Moyan nodded violently, then quickly came over and gave her a kiss, and rolled out of the carriage with his short legs.
"Slow down!"
She looked at her eldest son, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.
In the past, for the sake of the children's safety, he and Ning 'er were protected by their families most of the time, and they rarely had contact with outsiders.
Later, the two babies each had a secret weapon for self-defense, but she was still a little worried, so she always asked the Jackdaw Guards or other people to protect them in secret.
Anyway, at this moment …
Part of the child's nature was suppressed.
It was naturally good to have such an opportunity for him to get close to them.
She glanced at Moyan's position.
She found that he was actively helping the aunties who were making a fire and cooking, so she hurriedly breastfed her little daughter.
Alas! She didn't know when their father would come back.
In the past, he had always been the one to do these things. Occasionally changing hands really made her a little flustered.
.....
"Young Master Moyan, oh, put down the firewood quickly. What if your finger is pricked?"
Someone carefully took the firewood from Moyan's hands, took out a handkerchief, and wiped his delicate little hands little by little.
"It's okay, Auntie, I can do it!"
Moyan repeated again and again, but unfortunately, everyone felt reluctant to let such a small child do the work.
He tried to help several aunties in a row, but every time, everyone would either give him food with a smile or pinch his little face. There was no room for him to do it himself.
Moyan lowered his head and sat on a small stump, holding his little head with his chubby little fist, and sighed several times in a row.
"I'm so bored!"
Of course, the time spent with his mother and sister was indeed wonderful.
But his sister was still young and slept most of the time every day.
His mother was also very tired.
She was busy taking care of his sister and him every day.
As the eldest in the family, he felt that he should take the initiative to share some of the pressure with his mother.
Helplessly, he looked at his short arms and legs.
It would be great if he was as old as his father!
Then he could take care of his sister for his mother so that she would not have to work so hard!
"Alas —"
Moyan held his little head and let out a childish sigh again.
He really wanted to grow up!
His little back was curled up into a ball, looking particularly pitiful.
Suddenly, a snow-white rabbit jumped out of the woods.
If it were an ordinary child, he would have been attracted by the rabbit.
After all, which cub didn't like furry cute things?
But Moyan just looked up and continued to be sad and sad, ignoring it at all.
In his opinion, this rabbit was too small, not even enough to fill the gap between his mother's teeth.
He was not interested in such a useless thing.
He was really a cub raised by Lin Mengya. His thoughts were so simple and unpretentious.
"Tsk, will your trick work?"
Not far from the woods, two men dressed very inconspicuously were hiding in the grass, looking at Xiao Rou and Tuan Zi not far away.
"If you think it won't work, you can do it!" His companion retorted with some dissatisfaction, "How many times have we used this trick before? Just you wait, those little bastards just love these little things. "
As soon as his companion's voice fell, they saw Xiao Rou and Tuan Zi finally stand up.
The two were excited, thinking that the rabbit would definitely go into the grass later.
When it ran out of the safe area, they could —
"Hmm?"
The two adults rubbed their eyes.
Did they see it wrong just now?
Xiao Rou and Tuan Zi seemed to have rushed over in a flash. The next moment, the snow-white rabbit had been grabbed by the rabbit's ears and lifted up by that boy!
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