The daughter of the mansion is slapped in the face every day

Jiang Youfei and Jiang Youcai looked up and saw that the plaque of the Jiang Mansion was covered with spider webs.

The gate of Jiang Mansion was ajar. A gust of wind blew and the gate slowly opened.

It was only early spring, and the branches in the north had just sprouted, leaving the trees bare and looking a little bleak.

It was dead silent inside.

Not popular at all.

Jiang Youcai immediately walked into the mansion, shouting, "Dad, Mom, Grandma, A Fei and I are back!"

No one responded to him.

"Ah Shui, Ah Tian, ​​Ah Shu, Ah Mu... where are you guys hiding and lazing around?"

Still no one responded to him.

He suddenly felt very anxious.

He quickly pushed open the door of each room and found only mess on the floor.

——Books and bedding were lying randomly on the ground, and there were faint blood stains on the quilt.

Jiang Youcai pushed open the door of his parents' room.

The situation is the same.

The dressing-case was completely opened, and the jewellery inside had disappeared.

All other valuables were also taken away.

He couldn't help but frown and quickly found Jiang Youfei.

"Afei! Has everyone fled?"

Jiang Youcai naturally thought of the best possibility.

Jiang Youfei didn't think positively. He turned around and knocked on the doors of the people around him, but no one answered.

He pushed open the door and saw that the mansion was also deserted and quiet.

The wealthy families all lived in the west of Daizhou City. Generally speaking, neighbors would know what major events had occurred in the neighboring mansions.

But it is puzzling that these families agreed to migrate together at the same time.

Could it be that a plague caused everyone to flee?

Jiang Youfei's thoughts were not so optimistic.

The two of them walked from street to street, trying to find out what had happened.

But most street vendors only stay in the East Market and will not go west.

Because wealthy families usually have housekeepers or servants who are responsible for purchasing, and they have fixed shops to cooperate with, so they will not accept things from vendors.

Jiang Youfei and Jiang Youcai asked around but didn't hear any useful information.

The two of them sat next to the wonton stall, looking aimless, with confused expressions, not knowing where to go.

Jiang Youcai supported his chin with one hand and took a bite of the pancake with the other hand.

The biscuit was a bit hard and he bit it with gritted teeth.

Jiang Youfei couldn't bear it, so he handed him a glass of water.

"The wonton stall doesn't make wontons anymore?" Jiang Youfei asked the owner of the wonton stall in confusion as he looked at the two bowls of noodles served.

"The plague just ended, and there is not much surplus food in the city. Even this flour is very hard to come by. If there is no food in the future, I dare not open this stall anymore. I am afraid that my family will not have enough food to eat."

"I heard that the government released grain?" Jiang Youcai frowned.

Seeing that there were not many customers, the wonton stand owner asked them, "Are you from out of town? Can I sit here and chat with you?"

Jiang Youfei nodded.

"Where did the government ever release food? It was only released for a few days, and then there was no food left. The people sent by the court began to loot food from house to house. Those families living in the east, oh, it was so miserable." The wonton stall owner shook his head.

Jiang Youcai paused while chewing and asked, "What happened to the family living in the east?"

"They were all robbed! That Mr. Liu, the one who opened the Yuanbao Bank, had his house emptied out. I heard he fled with his family overnight. I wonder where he went to escape the disaster?"

"Other families couldn't stand the daily robbery, so they all ran away."

Jiang Youfei asked him, "Do you know where the Jiang family went?"