She knew her husband's sister, a very good person who had been dead for many years.

"Every time I ask her: Why do you always come to help me when others don't care about me? Just let me go crazy and die," Suda Heqi recalled.

"And she always says, I am your sister, I don't care about you, who cares about you!? In this world, the closest thing is us..."

Zhang Rongyu was also reminded of his younger brother's memories for a while.

At that time, she worked during the day to make money and went back to take care of the grumpy Zhang Rongfang at night.

It's the same thing. Every time Zhang Rongfang gets into trouble, she apologizes and apologizes, but she feels aggrieved and sad.

But what can be done?

Even after his parents died, his relatives ignored him.

In this world, the only relative I have left is my younger brother.

Money will be used up, power will be transferred, but blood connection is the only relationship that can never be broken away.

Whenever he thinks that there is another person in this world who bleeds the same blood as himself, Zhang Rongyu will not feel so lonely.

"Don't worry, I will let Meisha take care of Rongfang when the time comes. Meisha is a decent and generous person, so she should be able to quickly adapt him to life here." Suda Heqi said with a smile.

"Um!"

Zhang Rongyu nodded.

As long as her brother takes it, the whole family will be together and her heart will be at peace.

I don’t know how much hardship Rong Fang suffered outside. He has an impulsive and irritable personality, and is always prone to getting into trouble...

You must have suffered a lot, right?

When he comes, I must compensate him well.

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In the evening, the sun sets on the horizon.

The red light reflected from the clouds struggled not to go out.

Outside Wushan Mansion, a team of bullock carts carrying goods, hoisted with the flag of Wanfu Escort Company, slowly and leisurely approached the city along the busy main road.

There are many caravans coming and going on the main road, one after another, and horses and knights shuttle back and forth from time to time.

On the sidewalks on both sides, there are farmers carrying vegetable baskets going into the city to sell vegetables.

There was a sedan carried by two people, one in front and one behind, moving forward slowly and slowly.

Several young men walking dogs were humming a tune, some holding dog whips and some holding folding fans, in twos and threes.

Zhang Rongfang was sitting in the bodyguard's ox cart, looking at the passing scenery outside.

In the distance, there are endless mountains and ridges.

There are terraces all over the middle.

Nearby, on the edge of the stone bridge, there was a naughty boy lying down looking at the water, chattering incessantly in the local dialect.

A few fishermen carrying bamboo baskets slowly swung their fishing lines to catch worms.

Even closer, there are passers-by on the main road, coming and going, carrying burdens and carrying baskets.

Sometimes a child's head would suddenly pop out of the backpack, looking left and right curiously.

"This place is more lively than Tan Yang..." Zhang Rongfang couldn't help but sigh softly.

"Yes, Wushan Mansion is at least three times the size of Tan Yang. It is famous for its sculptures and is a famous export city in the entire mountain province."

There were several people sitting in the carriage.

One of the old men holding a dry tobacco pole smashed it and said with a smile.

"I came here once ten years ago to see my grandson. It rained heavily and there was mud everywhere on the road. I saw stone Buddhas as tall as a person, being transported out of the city one after another and up the Wu River.

The big boat drifted all the way down.

There are more than a hundred seats in total, and the scene is really spectacular!"

"What are you doing here, old man, in Wushan City?" A fat middle-aged man wearing an officer's fur hat asked with a smile.

"Come and find my son, he is here as an errand. Before I left, my mother-in-law left. I had no interest in being alone, so I sold all the land at home.

This trip is too chaotic. The whole city is in chaos. There was chaos before and people were killed everywhere. It’s better to find another place." The old man replied.

Listening to the old man's words, Zhang Rongfang stuck his head out and looked at the front of Wushan City from the carriage window.

The first sight of the endless gray city wall shocked him slightly.

The city wall was at least ten meters high, with spiritual troops patrolling back and forth carrying bows, arrows and crossbows.

Below is a doorway more than four meters high, through which vehicles and pedestrians pass.

Outside the doorway, a square area is surrounded by a wooden wall. Inside, there are all kinds of vendors and stalls, where you can find everything you need to eat, drink, and have fun.

And just in this area, there were several strong men wearing brown round leather hats and gray uniforms, with official swords hanging on their waists, looking this way from a distance.

One of them also took out a portrait and looked at it carefully for comparison.

"Come, come! The young master of the Zhang family is here!"
Chapter completed!