All the money was emptied on the way to exile, and there was too much money to spend

Everyone:...

After saying this, Xia Chan went to drive the carriage.

In front of the eyes of the disabled people, the three carriages slowly moved away.

I don't know what method the driver of the first carriage used to make the two carriages behind it follow obediently?

The badly injured guards couldn't figure it out.

They curled up on the ground and wailed, hating the summer cicadas but not knowing how to explain to the prince when they returned.

This is destined to be a restless night.

This side of Sishui Town.

Mrs. Xie stayed in the only inn in the town, but she was always thinking about Xia Chan in her heart.

I don't know how my third brother's wife is doing? Is she in danger?

Mrs. Xie felt a little flustered and a little regretful.

Blame myself for not being with Xia Chan.

Although she is not as powerful as her third brother's wife, if they are together, she can still protect Xia Chan if they really encounter danger.

Compared to myself, the importance of my third brother and sister-in-law to the family is self-evident.

She could die for her third brother's wife.

But nothing must happen to my third brother’s wife.

The more Mrs. Xie thought about it, the more she regretted it.

I even thought about going to find Xia Chan at night.

She couldn't sit still any longer, so she stood up from the stool, walked to the window, gently pushed open a crack, and looked at the town as night fell.

The night in the small town is definitely not as prosperous as that in Ping'an County and the provincial capital.

There are not many people walking on the street.

There are so few that one can even count them.

Mrs. Xie originally wanted to see if she could see Xia Chan, but after she scanned the road, her attention was attracted by a lame man with disheveled hair.

Her eyes gradually widened, and slowly, they were filled with tears.

Almost without thinking, she opened the door and rushed out.

……

The originally tall man not only had a lame leg, but even half of his once handsome face was burned.

The little finger of his left hand was broken and there were burn scars on the back of his hand.

At this moment, holding a few copper coins collected from all over his body, he was wandering awkwardly in front of the only pharmacy in the town.

I want to buy medicine, but I don’t dare to go in.

Because he knew that the few copper coins in his hand were not enough to buy medicine, let alone a bowl of noodles.

But thinking of his younger brother lying at home with a high fever, he finally gritted his teeth and walked in.

"Get lost, you penniless beggar. Do you think our pharmacy is a charity?"

As Mrs. Xie arrived at the door of the pharmacy, she saw a man being pushed out by the waiter inside.

His steps were staggering. He used to be able to lift his 200-pound body with one hand, but now he couldn't even withstand the push of the skinny waiter.

He took several steps back and was about to fall to the ground.

"Be careful."

Suddenly, someone from behind supported him.

The familiar voice made the man turn his head subconsciously.

When he saw a completely unfamiliar face, he quickly turned around and wanted to leave Mrs. Xie's support.

"Thank you ma'am."

His voice was hoarse, damaged by the smoke from the fire.

There was a distinct sense of alienation in the hoarse voice.

I tried my best to avoid looking at him, so as not to scare the kind-hearted person.

However, Mrs. Xie held his shoulders tightly and did not let go.

"This lady..." the man began with difficulty, but before he could finish his words he heard low sobbing and he turned his head again.

In the dim light coming through the pharmacy window, the two looked into each other's eyes.

This time the man saw clearly that although the lady's face was completely unfamiliar, her eyes were extremely familiar.

"Brother Chang, it's me."

Mrs. Xie's voice was choked with sobs, and tears rolled down her cheeks.

The look in Xie Chang's eyes changed from confusion to disbelief, and then to extreme surprise. He then dodged and dared not look at her.

"You...you're wrong..."

In his current state, how could he be qualified to admit that he was a member of the Xie family?

How dare he admit that he is Yuqing’s husband?

Xie Chang turned his head away, not daring to look at his wife whom he missed day and night.

But how could Mrs. Xie admit her mistake?

They had slept in the same bed for more than ten years and had three children together. How could she have mistaken her man?

"I know you are Brother Chang, I know."

"Wenbo and Meixian are waiting for you at home. Mother and grandmother are also waiting for you. Do you really dare to say that you are not Brother Chang?"

Xie Chang moved his lips but could not utter a word.

He and his second brother escaped from the fire, and what supported them was their concern for their family.

Now that his family is right in front of him, how can he bear to deny it?

But the way he looks now...

Mrs. Xie burst into tears, but she could quickly understand her husband's thoughts. She raised her hand to wipe the sweat off her face and took out five taels of silver from her pocket.

"What medicine do you want to buy? I have some money here."

"Yuqing..."

Xie Chang finally admitted his identity.

But there is one thing I still need to explain to my wife first.

"Brother Hao, he...he..."

Xie Wenhao is their eldest son, only fifteen years old. At the beginning of the year, I went with him to the border for training, and we agreed to come back in half a year.

Half a year has passed, but he has not been able to come back...

Xie Chang's face was also covered with tear marks.

Mrs. Xie tightly grasped Xie Chang's left hand, which had a broken finger, and shook her head repeatedly: "It's good that you're back, it's good that you're back..."

It's not that she didn't miss her son or feel sorry for him, but she thought they were all gone, but now she suddenly saw her husband.

She believed that maybe her son was fine and was waiting for them to find him somewhere.

"Let's not talk about that for now. Tell me what medicine you want? I'll go get it."

Mrs. Xie wiped the tears from her face. She has changed a lot compared to before the incident in the Xie family.

People become stronger.

Xie Chang knew that his family must have gone through a lot in the past few months. But when he saw with his own eyes how his wife, who used to be spoiled, had become like this, he couldn't help but burst into tears.

Mrs. Xie went in and bought some fever-reducing herbs. After asking the waiter how to cook them, she walked out.

When the waiter saw that she was rich, his attitude towards them was completely different from his attitude towards Xie Chang just now.

Mrs. Xie ignored the snobbish waiter. She came out and supported Xie Chang's arm.

"let's go."

Xie Chang pulled his hand away uncomfortably.

Mrs. Xie did not let go.

"What's wrong? After not seeing each other for a few months, I can't even hold my man's arm?" Mrs. Xie asked coldly.

Xie Chang naturally didn't mean that.

He just felt that he looked like neither human nor ghost, and was really not worthy of being by Yuqing's side.

What's more, he couldn't even protect their son...

Mrs. Xie ignored the man's awkwardness and walked forward holding his arm.

Considering the man's legs, she walked slowly.

Pay attention to your surroundings as you walk.

I have a lot of things I want to say to him and ask him, but now I don't know where to start.

Xie Chang brought Mrs. Xie to a dilapidated charity cemetery.

These days, he and Xie Yuan have been hiding in here.

It doesn’t matter where they live. After all, they crawled out from a pile of dead bodies. What else do they care about?

But Xie Chang felt a little uncomfortable when he brought his wife here.

He stood at the door of the charity cemetery with some shame, rubbing his hands: "Yuqing, it's dirty inside, I..."