It’s rare to walk this world once—eating is the number one priority!
From the post-apocalyptic wasteland to a harsh and impoverished farming family, even with a disabled elder brother and...
Manager Wan thought that Song Liyun wanted to sell these things in her own shop in Suijin Town.
Wanjia mainly deals in leather goods and has acquaintances with grain and cloth merchants, allowing them to purchase goods at low prices.
“Okay, I’m here to inquire about prices too. I’ll get the goods once the house is repaired and spring arrives.” Song Liyun readily agreed.
These items are to be sent to the grasslands. If we rely on purchasing them from elsewhere, it will take too long, and we won't be able to make it look good on the books at the beginning.
Two days later, Song Liyun rented a carriage in the prefectural city, picked up the attending physician, and rushed home with the necessary medical equipment and herbs.
It was rare for Dr. Dai to make house calls, and he was traveling such a long distance. He was confident in his treatment of Song Zhenping's leg injury, so he walked slowly and leisurely.
Little did they know that at this moment, Baolin Residence was in an uproar. Song Zhenping, holding a long knife, was excited and angry, shouting that he wanted to kill people.
Song Dekui held him tightly, crying, "Daping, you can't kill him, you can't kill him!"
The current Song Zhenping is no longer as thin and frail as before. Apart from his limp, he is now a sturdy young man.
In his rage, Song Dekui lost control and was nearly thrown to the ground.
Standing in front of Song Zhenping were several people, including Song Lizheng from Xiaoshi Village, Song Lao Er and his wife, and Song Xiaobao.
Beside them, three strange men dressed as government officials and three short-sleeved hangers-on with gruff faces were whispering among themselves.
On the Song family's side, Han Ming, Xue Zhuang, Manager Mu, Hu Qing, and others led more than a dozen people to block the gate of Baolinju.
People from the Song family have arrived.
The atmosphere at Baolinju was tense, and everyone's expression was different!