In a small hotel.
"Sufu, you act like a warmonger."
"If you can't speak, don't speak."
"You're fighting wars everywhere."
Fang Zhiyi looked outside with deep eyes: "Without destruction, there is no construction. This battle will be fought sooner or later. Instead of waiting for it to rot, it is better to do it quickly."
"Stop pretending, you're almost out of money for a hotel room."
"grass."
Fang Xiaoxiao's photo appeared in the newspaper, with the headline "One hundred boxes of Western medicine donated, for the country and the people, Shopkeeper Fang!"
A woman was reading a newspaper with an ugly expression on her face. Tears started to fall from her eyes as she read: "Why? Why does a bitch like her deserve this?"
Her beloved Fu Tingxiu froze to death on the roadside, her beloved Gu Yongchen was crushed to death by a fallen tree while working for the landlord to pay off her debts, and even she became the landlord's concubine. Yet, Fang Xiaoxiao, whom she had always looked down upon, was so prosperous.
Qin Lan cried and laughed at the same time.
The servants outside were whispering, "What happened to the concubine?"
"Are you crazy? Don't worry about her. Didn't you see that the master doesn't come to this yard anymore?"
Until the end of the war, Fang Xiaoxiao kept donating money and materials. Her name was remembered by many people, and her biggest regret was that she had never seen her uncle again since that day. She knew that her uncle was still alive, but apart from a letter every month, there was nothing else.
Fang Xiaoxiao found some traces of her uncle through her connections, but she only knew the name of the black market dealer "Er Laoye". As for this person, even the military couldn't find him.
However, there are rumors that he is still active behind the battlefield where he is needed, reselling medicines and supplies needed by the troops. Even the top military officials rarely see him.
Fang Xiaoxiao, with gray hair, opened the letter again. It was the letter Fang Zhiyi left on the day he passed away.
"Girl, I didn't do anything bad in the first half of my life. It was because of you that I felt that life couldn't be like that. I still can't imagine what would have happened if I had gotten up a little later that day. How would I face your mother after I died? Until now, I still feel sorry for you. Now all this is for you. You can do whatever you want, but you can't touch opium. You are not allowed to touch anything that harms people."
"I'm leaving. Don't look for me. Your second uncle is an awesome guy, he's everywhere. If you want to get married, remember the story I told you and Huang Li. It's not easy to choose a good man, so be sure to keep your eyes open."
At some point, Fang Xiaoxiao's eyes were filled with tears: "Stinky second uncle, I'm not getting married!"
"Miss!" A woman with gray hair walked in holding a child. "Why are you crying again? Come on, come on. I just came to ask you to come to my house. My son and his wife came back the other day and brought a lot of things."
Fang Xiaoxiao looked up at Huang Li and forced a smile.
"This second master is really a piece of shit. He said he wouldn't come back and he really won't come back!" Huangli is old and he curses whenever he wants.
But at this moment, there was a sudden noise outside. They both turned around and saw a huge group of hundreds of people in uniform clothes walking towards them from the other end of the street, and some of them were carrying a coffin.
"Send Master Fang home!"
Fang Xiaoxiao seemed to see her second uncle, who had a bad temper but was standing in front of her, smiling at her at this moment.
"Uncle...you're back."
"Wow...this scene..." The system wiped the face that disappeared with one hand.
Fang Zhiyi said with disgust: "Let's go, catch the next one."
"You have a heart of stone!"
Fang Zhiyi just lowered his head and took a deep look at the old woman he brought out. Fang Xiaoxiao seemed to have sensed something and slowly looked up at the sky, but saw nothing in the sky except a few clouds.
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