Now that the pillar of the family had collapsed, the entire household was finished. Afterward, the body's original owner had scraped by with her three daughters and An Wen, but then the chaotic times came...
No matter the era, it was always the common people who suffered the most. With a sigh, Tan You shuffled into a pair of worn straw sandals by the bed and walked out of the dim inner room.
The moment she emerged, three little girls rushed over. Some grabbed her hands, others hugged her legs. Only one thin, small figure remained kneeling on the ground, motionless.
Tan You looked at him, then at the three little girls, before her gaze finally landed on the four cylindrical objects wrapped in straw mats in the main hall. Even for someone who had walked out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, this was still too much to take in.
