The sky was just beginning to lighten.
The Mu Chi mansion was as usual.
Zhang Rongyu got up to tidy the children's clothes and arranged the meals. Brother-in-law Suda Heqi then tidied himself up, put on his official attire, and routinely went to the government office for reporting.
Zhang Rongfang, Li Zhen, Zhang Rongyu, and Xiaohuanqing sat together in the dining hall to have breakfast.
In the early morning hours, a thin mist lingered, and the occasional cries of passing vendors could be heard outside.
Juices, milk, steamed buns, everything was available, making it quite lively.
"Come to think of it, after the last turmoil, quite a few refugees who fled to the city remained behind, and now, every trade seems a bit more prosperous than before," Zhang Rongyu suddenly felt a pang of sentiment while listening to the cries of the vendors.
"Indeed, only after experiencing it can you understand which cities can withstand such threats and dangers," Li Zhen nodded in agreement.
