The refugees in the ‘refugee camp’ saw a rich-looking man stride towards them in an agitated manner, while being chased by a pretty little girl. The refugees were afraid of offending the nobles, so they all moved away. After the father-daughter pair passed by, they whispered about what had happened.

Hearing his younger daughter’s voice, Yu Hai halted his steps with difficulty, turned around, and held the hand of his younger daughter, who was chasing after him. After that, he continued to walk towards that familiar figure.

“Father? Who did you see? Is it my oldest aunt?” Since the beginning of winter, her father had been worried about her oldest paternal aunt, who lived in the northeast disaster area. They didn’t know her oldest aunt’s situation. There had long been refugees coming to Tanggu Town, yet they hadn’t received any news from her oldest aunt.

Holding onto his younger daughter’s small hand, Yu Hai felt very anxious, but he still slowed down to match his daughter’s pace. As they got closer to that thin figure, Xiaocao felt her father’s hand slightly trembling.

“Husband, drink some congee. The congee at Tanggu Town is much thicker than that of other places. There’s quite a lot...