The Rough Hunter's Little Lucky Wife

384 Collision (Part 1)

The wheels of the carriage turned as they moved forward.

As soon as they reached the village entrance, the coachman pulled on the rope. “Sir, the road ahead is blocked.”

Yue Jiaojiao sat up straight. “Is it someone from the workshop?”

“I’ll go out and take a look.” Zhao Zhan patted the back of Yue Jiaojiao’s hand, pulled open the curtain, and jumped off the carriage.

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“Zhao Zhan!”

Yang Lizheng was at the front, while Yang Dashan and Yang Maozhong stood on both sides. A group of people stood behind him.

“Hello.”

“I know you’re leaving today, so I brought the villagers here to see you off.”

Willow Village became the richest town in Wangshan in a single leap. Willow Village was shining brightly. It was full of energy.

“Our Willow Village is where it is today all because of you. Who would have thought that a little orphan hunter would grow up to be the backbone of Willow Village?”

“After I leave, I’ll leave the workshop to you.” Zhao Zhan’s gaze passed through the crowd and landed on the workshop at the village entrance. “This workshop is our foundation. With it, we can grow into a stronger village. We will definitely be back.”

“It’s good you think that way. A fallen leaf returns to its roots. No matter how good the outside world is, it can’t be compared to home.”

Yang Lizheng sighed as well, and then waved his hand.

Five or six people came over with their bags.

“These are just a small token of our appreciation.” Yang Lizheng patted the items. “It’s just some local specialties from our hometown. We know you don’t need them, so we made them for Zhao Nian and Luoning.”

“Lizheng…”

“You can’t say no. You have so many carriages here. There’s no reason you can’t fit them all.”

Yang Lizheng had already called everyone to pile the bags on the carriage. Even if Zhao Zhan declined, he might as well not be so polite with him.

He took a step back and looked at the big guy in the distance. He cupped his fists and bowed deeply.

Yang Dashan and Yang Maozhong walked over and gave Zhao Zhan a deep hug.

“Everyone, take care of yourselves.”

Yang Lizheng lowered his head reluctantly, then raised his hand. “Okay, make way for Zhao Zhan and his family.”

The crowd split into two sides.

Zhao Zhan cupped his hands once more before jumping into the carriage.

The coachman cracked his whip.

The carriage gradually disappeared from everyone’s sight.

“Go to sleep.” Zhao Zhan found a place to sit and patted his leg. “You can rest here and sleep for a while.”

Yue Jiaojiao lifted the curtain of the car window and looked outside. The people of Willow Village had already become small black dots that gradually became unclear. “I’ve lived here for so long. Now that we are actually going to go to Shangjing, I really can’t bear to leave.”

“In the future, if you’re tired of living in Shangjing, we can always come back here again.” Zhao Zhan leaned over and put his arm around his lover’s waist, looking out with her. “Or, we could always find a house on the outskirts of Shangjing, or at the foot of the mountain.”

Yue Jiaojiao leaned back comfortably, her whole body snuggling into Zhao Zhan’s embrace. “I wonder if the streets of the capital will be easy to stroll around.”

“It should be better than Huai County. When we get to Shangjing, we’ll take some rest and then we’ll take some money out and go out for a walk.”

Willow Village had already been left far behind.

Yue Jiaojiao retracted her body from the carriage.

Zhao Zhan naturally sat up again and pulled Yue Jiaojiao into his lap. He patted his lover’s back in a natural and regular manner. He kept his eyes on Zhao Nian so that he wouldn’t lean against the bed to block her breath when she was sleeping.

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The city gate of Shangjing was much more magnificent than that of Hekou County.

Yue Jiaojiao had already noticed its presence when it was still far away from her.

It was towering and firm, like the most ancient and loyal fortress, standing firmly on the ground.

“We’ve finally arrived.”

Even Yue Jiaojiao, who usually had a gentle personality and rarely had violent fluctuations, could not hide her excitement. She patted Zhao Zhan excitedly and said, “Zhao Zhan, look, we’re here!”

From Willow Village to Shangjing, the two-month journey took them nearly four months.

Although they traveled very slowly, the hardships of the journey still could not be alleviated.

“It’s been a long journey for you.” Zhao Zhan looked at his lover’s thin face and could not hide his heartache. “The house has been cleaned up. Let’s go and settle down first. You should have a good rest.”

Zhao Nian was only wearing a one-piece suit with its sleeves and trouser legs cut off, revealing his chubby limbs.

He was almost 11 months old, so he had to learn how to call them Father and Mother.

At this time, it was extremely hot outside, and Yue Jiaojiao didn’t wear her outer clothes when she was in the carriage.