Chapter 112: Is it Gu Changsheng?

Xia Yu came holding an oil lamp, the light was like a bean, and the area that could be illuminated was small. When the wind blows, it will not stop shaking, and it may go out at any time.
Xia Yu also saw the dark things in the yard, and trembled, but stood up and stood in front of Xia Qianqian: "Sister, let me see!"
"Don't, in case it's a beast." Xia Qianqian pulled Xia Yu behind him, "Go get another stick."
Xia Yu quickly brought the wooden stick, held it vigilantly, and looked at the black things in the courtyard.
The siblings stared for a while, and then boldly stepped forward after seeing that the thing hadn't moved.
Xia Qianqian's heart hung tightly, and he moved forward tentatively in small steps. Although she is strong, she does not necessarily make a beast.
Xia Yu held the stick tightly, sweating nervously.
When it was near, I could see that it was not a beast at all, it was just a sack.
"Sister, it's not a beast." Xia Yu breathed a sigh of relief and kicked the sack. "Sister, there is something in it, it's hard."
Xia Qianqian stepped forward to untie the sacks and was shocked.
It is a bag of fine silver charcoal, something that the rich and the most expensive can afford.
"Who sent this?" Xia Yu looked around curiously.
It was dark all around, only a few dim lights lit up the night, and there was no one outside the courtyard or on the road.
Xia Qianqian thought for a while, holding the lamp with his feet, measuring the footprints left on the snow. The footprints were two times larger than her feet, which should be men's feet. Looking outside the courtyard, there are two traces of wheels on the snow.
The charcoal sender drove a horse-drawn carriage, and there was only one horse-drawn carriage in every village. But there are both carriages and silver charcoal...I want to come only to the landlord’s house in the town.
Gu Changsheng?
Thinking of him, Xia Qianqian's heartbeat missed half a beat.
"Eldest sister, was it delivered by someone you know?" Xia Yu asked.
Xia Qianqian shook his head: "I don't know."
The night is too dark, and it is impossible to tell whose carriage is based on the wheel prints.
"Then we can not accept this charcoal?" Xia Yu asked. In fact, he really wanted to take it. His idea was very simple. The thatched house was too cold. With Yin Tan Niang and his sisters, he would not be frozen at night.
"Come." Xia Qianqian said decisively. No matter who sent it, it was her who sent it.
She used to admire the winter in the north because of the snow. Now she is not envious! it's too cold! She had only come out for a while, her hands and feet stiffened.
The siblings dragged the hemp charcoal back to the house, Xia Qianqian found a broken iron basin, put the silver charcoal on the fire, put it in, and moved it to the bed.
The sudden warmth made Qin feel strange: "Qianqian, what did you put?"
"Charcoal basin." Xia Qianqian said.
"Where is charcoal in our house?" Qin asked strangely.
Xia Qianqian and Xia Yu looked at each other, Xia Qianqian lied and said, "I bought it today."
Qin frowned, Xia Qianqian knew she was starting to feel sorry for money again, and smiled: "It's not expensive, I bought a bargain."
"Mother, it won't be cold to sleep at night." Xia Yu sat next to Qin, "Mother, I will sleep with you tonight, okay?"
Xia Qianqian laughed: "There is only one bed in the house. There is no choice. The four of us sleep together."
"That's right." Qin held Xia Yu lovingly, thinking about how to sleep tonight. The bed can be squeezed, but what about the quilt? They only have one broken quilt, and four people simply cannot cover it.
Xia Qianqian took out the green cloak: "You three squeeze the bed, I wear clothes to sleep, and then wrap the cloak, it won't be cold."