In late June, it was as hot as a steamer, making people blush like shrimps.

Song Ci lifted the curtain and looked out. He stood on both sides of the road, and above the mud, a wave of heat came to his face.

She looked at the guard next to the carriage with another horse, but saw that her four cubs were missing from the horse's back, and she shouted and put down the curtain.

"It's really hot this day, and Silang can't stand it anymore." Song Ci leaned on the bamboo pillow and sighed comfortably.

Although it is very frustrating to dress as an old lady, she is a rich and wealthy old lady, not the poor one. If she is poor, old, poor and weak, she would really be better to die and return to modern times.

Look, how good is it to have money?

The carriage is spacious and can accommodate people, and the cabinets are exquisite and beautiful. The things stored are not enough to be at home, but they can live comfortably in the car. It is completely like an ancient RV.

Although it was hot, the carriage was as cool as the air conditioner was blowing the cold wind, making the entire carriage cold.

Song Ci looked at the simple "air conditioner" in the corner of the carriage. It was actually two ice basins, with large ice cubes covered with an omission of bamboo cage. Next to it was a simple "fan" shaking towards the ice basin, and the cool air fan was everywhere.

Inside and outside the car, there are simply heaven and earth, forming a sharp contrast.

Look, if she doesn’t have money, she can’t have such a good enjoyment. Maybe the sweat will make her wet again and again.

Ah, she likes evil capitalism very much.

Madam Gong smiled and handed over a bowl of mung bean soup and said, "The Fourth Master has been riding a horse for a long time, so I'm afraid he's tired."

Song Ci took the mung bean soup and said, "If you want me to tell me, he must be afraid that his white-faced skin would be tanned, and he was a stinky and beautiful person."

Hongtao was in the car and laughed at him.

In their trip, they went to Zhuangzi near Songshan Temple to escape the summer heat. In addition to Song Ci, there were also the fat man Song Lingzhou and twins. Song Ci also called Song Zhiyu.

Song Zhiyu didn't want to come, so he didn't know how to escape the heat at all. Even in Beijing, there were many places with water and lakes, so why bother to put them far away?

But after my mother dripped a few tears in front of her, he had to surrender and clean up and follow her.

In addition, the second son Song Zhicheng was sent out.

It turned out that I wanted to call a few daughter-in-law, but the eldest daughter-in-law had to take charge of the middle-class gift and couldn't leave. When the second daughter-in-law entered the summer, she started to have a bitter summer. She was even more uncomfortable in the past few days and didn't come.

As for Lu, he also responded to Beppu's invitation and had no time to come.

By the way, in addition to his own family, even Lin Qing brought the master and servant. There was no way, that was his own exclusive doctor, and it was always good to be by his side.

Lin Qing was also in the same car as Song Ci, and was reading medical books in the car. When she heard Song Ci say this, she smiled and said, "The Fourth Master has a handsome face, and it's a pity that he's tanned."

Song Ci thought, then her face was like Baoyu. If it was dark, it would be white when it applied some milk pearl powder. However, why should it be so white? No one could call him a niche face.

Song Zhiyu, who was being chanted, leaned in the car without any image, watching his little nephews playing games, bored.

Why was he fooled? Isn’t he better to be drunk and listen to music in Lanyue Pavilion and being fanned by the girls than to be on the way?

"drive."

There was a sound of whip yelling, from far to near.

This sound is a bit familiar.

Song Zhiyu got up, then lifted the curtain of the car and looked out.

A afterimage passed by.

The horse's back hooves kicked high, and he caught off guard and ate a mouthful of dust.
Chapter completed!