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Xiao Chan's hometown, Nanting Village, was a mountain village near Runzhou, close to Jiangning. Perhaps in a thousand years, it wouldn't be considered a long distance, but at this time, the mountain roads were difficult to traverse. To get from Jiangning all the way to that village would take about four or five hours, which is eight to ten hours, a full day. Search: \(¨End¨of¨Book¨God¨Station¨) to read high-quality literature for free.

Speaking of, attending a funeral is a very serious matter, but in reality, all sorts of mundane issues are unavoidable. Xiao Chan was certainly saddened by her father's passing, but the truth was that she had been sold into the Su family at the age of four and only returned home once every year or two, so her concept of her father wasn't very clear.

Part of it was grieving for the sake of grieving. When it came to practical matters, this trip home required bringing a large amount of things, visiting this family and that, conforming to various etiquettes, and dealing with various elaborate expenses at the funeral, and so on. Furthermore, the young master-in-law was accompanying her home, which showed the Su family's regard for her. In short, there were various issues to consider. It wasn't just a matter of returning home to kneel and kowtow and burying the person.

In a sense, this trip home also had an element of returning in glory, even though it seemed out of place with a funeral. But, for example, when an old person passed away, their daughter, who worked in the city for a powerful family that everyone couldn't reach and who held a certain position, returned home, and the powerful family's son-in-law also came to pay respects, or the head steward, or Su Tan'er, it was a way of thanking Chan'er for her work and also a matter of face. People would talk about the deceased, saying that he raised a good daughter, that his funeral would be grand no matter what. These were probably the kinds of things that the deceased pursued when they were still alive. Of course, most of the time, we don't need to be so cynical and state things so bluntly.

Human relationships and worldly wisdom are all part of the human condition.

After having breakfast, they left the Su family. A young boy named Dongzhu drove the carriage. Geng, the bodyguard who accompanied them, was already over forty years old, but he seemed calm and reliable. He wielded a nine-ring broadsword and was now one of the Su family's bodyguard leaders. He had followed Su Boyong since he was young, grew up in the Su family, and worked for Su Boyong. Later, the Su family also arranged his marriage, marrying a highly regarded maid in the Su mansion. Now he had two sons and was very loyal to the Su family.

At this time, Bodyguard Geng also treated Ning Yi with great respect because his youngest son was studying at Yushan Academy, and Ning Yi was the child's teacher. After getting into the carriage, he greeted Ning Yi and sat outside. Ning Yi invited him in, and he sat inside for a while, then went out again, leaving the space to Ning Yi and Xiao Chan.

Although she hadn't slept all night, Xiao Chan was still quite energetic. Occasionally, she lifted the curtain to look outside and talked to Ning Yi. Ning Yi asked her in detail about her family situation, what relatives there were, what neighbors there were, what elders there were, and so on.

Xiao Chan was used to handling matters, and she had already calculated how to handle these interpersonal relationships last night. In her mind, she would probably let the young master-in-law sit by and not worry too much, and she would take care of everything herself. However, Ning Yi was not a greenhorn. After chatting for an hour, he had a rough outline in his mind of who he needed to help Xiao Chan thank these days, what to say, what gifts to give, and so on. He had come along, after all, not just to be a decoration.

They left Jiangning, and on the official road, they could see many pedestrians coming this way, most of them dressed in rags and with a pale complexion, similar to what Ning Yi had seen when he went down the mountain to return to the city, but not to a frightening extent. This first batch was considered the better ones, mostly with relatives to turn to. It was said that later, when they were really driven by floods or epidemics, that would be truly frightening. Xiao Chan understood these things and whispered to Ning Yi about them.

Later, they left the official road, and the traces of these disaster victims gradually thinned out. The road was bumpy and unstable. At noon, they stopped by the roadside for a while, mainly to let the horses rest. They took out some snacks and food that they had brought with them, such as layered cakes. This kind of food was of good quality and could be stored for a few days. Xiao Chan had carefully brought a lot, mainly because she was worried that Ning Yi wouldn't be used to the food in the countryside.

In the morning, Xiao Chan and Ning Yi were sitting opposite each other. When they set off again, the carriage bumped, and some boxes used for gifts rolled down from the corner. They tidied up for a while, and when they sat down, they were already sitting on one side. Xiao Chan sat next to Ning Yi with her head down, her hands placed on her knees, somewhat quietly. In fact, she was thinking about whether to sit over there, but there were boxes over there... Ning Yi didn't care about this. He lifted the curtain and looked outside. Green hills and clear waters, small villages in the distance, not much farmland, overall it still seemed desolate.

"Xiao Chan, you didn't sleep well last night. When we arrive tonight, there will probably be many things to do. Take a nap in the carriage, even though it's a bit too bumpy..."

Ning Yi said this, and Xiao Chan nodded "uh" over there, closed her eyes and tried to sleep. After thinking about it for a while, her head tilted over and slowly rested on Ning Yi's arm.

The mountain road was difficult, and it bumped a few more times. It wasn't good to be bumping around, so Ning Yi turned his body and supported her shoulders to let her lie on his lap and fall asleep, gently patting her shoulders. In a place that Ning Yi couldn't see, Xiao Chan's eyes opened, blinking slightly shyly,

Feeling Ning Yi pat her twice, she slowly closed them. She lay on the carriage seat on her side, pillowing Ning Yi's right leg. After a while, she moved her legs up as well. It was the height of summer, and the girl was wearing a thin white suit, falling asleep quietly, her curves soft, slender, and pure.

She slept quietly all the way, waking up only when they were about to reach Nanting Village. Next to him, she blushed as she tidied up her hair, which had been messed up by her deep sleep. Ning Yi rubbed his numb thigh. Seeing this, Xiao Chan quietly lowered her head and leaned over, kneeling beside Ning Yi's leg to massage it for him.

Before long, they arrived at the village. The group got out of the carriage, followed by a lot of set greetings and acknowledgements.

Regarding Xiao Chan's father's funeral, today was actually the third day. After all, it was summer, and the burial couldn't be delayed. Xiao Chan, in theory, was already a woman who had been sold by her family. If the master's family didn't give her leave, it was possible that they wouldn't wait for her to come back to start the proceedings. As soon as they entered the village, they could see the shed set up in front of the village's main hall, and Xiao Chan's relatives and her elder brother and sister-in-law had already come to greet them.

Xiao Chan had roughly introduced her family before: her father and mother, her father had now passed away, her elder brother had married the most beautiful woman in the neighboring village, a younger brother had starved to death when she was a child, she had been sold into the Su family, and so on. Xiao Chan's father's surname was Xu, but Xiao Chan had entered the Su mansion at the age of four and didn't have a formal name. At this time, she didn't have the surname Xu. Her elder brother could be called Xu Dalang.

Because Xiao Chan worked in the Su mansion, the Xu family's financial situation was now good and considered well-off in the village. The funeral was also considered grand. There was wind and percussion music, storytellers, monks, and Taoists, and there were many people who came. In the countryside, this was considered respectable. Xiao Chan was the source of this grand respectability. As soon as she returned, many people came to greet her, such as aunts, uncles, and neighbors.

It wasn't snobbery. In the simple and honest countryside, everyone was also very curious about Xiao Chan, who worked for the "incredibly wealthy" powerful family in the city. Xiao Chan greeted these people, introduced Ning Yi, and then Ning Yi went over to get to know them, saying polite words, thanking them for taking care of Xiao Chan's family, or saying that Xiao Chan managed many things in the mansion and was very important, and so on. When they heard that he was the Su family's son-in-law, everyone was surprised, or they said that Xiao Chan had met a good master, or that the Xu family had good luck, and so on. After all, as a wealthy family being able to accompany a servant home to handle a funeral, that was quite significant. Some said that Xiao Chan had become a *tongfang丫头* (a concubine-to-be), equivalent to Ning Yi's concubine, and would have the life of a young mistress in the future - in short, this was also part of having a good life...

Xiao Chan looked young, but she had seen a lot of the world. She was quite skilled at controlling the situation and harmonizing the atmosphere. At this time, she didn't expect Ning Yi to handle a series of greetings and salutations so well. This time, Ning Yi came along, even if he didn't say a word seriously, it would be considered face for the family. In this day and age, people in the countryside would only say that he was a rich person or a person of status, thinking it was only natural. He now responded appropriately and said nice things, and the others were flattered, repeatedly praising the girl for following a good master.

Afterwards, he met Xiao Chan's mother, the funeral was conducted, followed by an evening banquet, which was also a matter of infrequent greetings and acknowledgements. In the evening, Xiao Chan wore mourning clothes and knelt with her mother in the mourning hall. Ning Yi wasn't required to be present all the time. Although there was also an opera troupe in the mourning hall, it wasn't very appealing to him. Xiao Chan's elder brother and sister-in-law had already arranged a room for him to stay in. However, he still came out and spoke with several village elders and prominent figures, shielding Xiao Chan from some of the social engagements.

There was no entertainment in the countryside. The performances and chats in the mourning hall, some people would stay up all night, but the necessary social engagements were almost over after a certain point. At Hai hour (9 pm), Ning Yi returned to his room, preparing to change the medicine on his hand, wash up, and sleep. However, not long after he returned to his room, Xiao Chan came over with a basin and handkerchief. The noise from the mourning hall carried over, but this courtyard seemed quiet. Xiao Chan had changed into a moon-white small robe, her hair was a little wet, carrying a faint fragrance, coming over to change Ning Yi's medicine as if they were still in Jiangning.

"Is it okay to run out at this time?"

"It's okay, mother and elder brother and sister-in-law are over there, it's not like we really have to keep watch all night... Mother told me to come over..." She lowered her head and skillfully removed the bandage for Ning Yi, her voice gradually becoming a little small, but her hands didn't stop moving.

"The villagers are all pretty good."

"They all say the young master-in-law is good..."

She spoke lightly and skillfully, changing Ning Yi's bandages as if they were in Jiangning, washing his face and hands, and so on... After going in and out several times and completing everything, she carried the basin of water out. The sound of Xiao Chan pouring water came from the outer corridor, and laughter could be heard in the distance. Ning Yi walked to the window and opened it, feeling the night breeze blowing coolly. When he sat back on the bed, the door opened again.

Xiao Chan came in with her head lowered, silently closing the door. She glanced at Ning Yi and slowly walked to the bed. Under her moon-white small robe, her chest rose and fell slightly, her fingers tugging at the corner of her clothes, biting her lip hesitantly.

"Young...young master-in-law, Xiao Chan...can Xiao Chan sleep here tonight..."

That voice, as thin as a mosquito...

Ning Yi looked at her, somewhat puzzled, then, as if he understood something, he sighed slightly and smiled: "No." He pointed to the door, "Go out

, go back to your own room and sleep."

Xiao Chan pursed her lips, but finally responded with a "woo," and went out somewhat timidly.

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