It's hard for my elder sister. I rely on the mountains to farm and pay off my debts.

After leaving the government office, Zhou Yu, who had not slept all night, did not bother to go back to the backyard to rest, and hurried back to the public housing.

As soon as he entered the public housing, he went straight to the desk, sat down, and continued to grind ink and write letters.

In fact, long before he came here to take office, he had already used various channels to thoroughly investigate all the forces, big and small, in Qishui County.

He naturally knew a lot about the Chen family, especially the fact that a lieutenant had emerged from the Chen family.

As far as he knew, this Commander Chen seemed to still be serving in the army led by his uncle.

Now that the Chen family has arrows that are only found in the army, he will definitely suspect Captain Chen.

Zhou Yu described in detail the entire process of discovering the arrow, and at the end of the letter he asked with concern, "Can Erlang return to the camp safely from Mobei now?"

After finishing the letter, Zhou Yu waited for the ink to dry. He then personally sealed the letter with plastic and handed it, along with the arrow on the table, to Liang Tian, who was waiting nearby. "Send this letter and the arrow to my uncle in Yuncheng."

Liangtian took the letter and arrow with both hands, bowed and left.

At this moment, far away on the vast and endless Mobei grassland, Zhou Mu, who was looking into the distance, couldn't help but sneeze.

He quickly rubbed his itchy nose and couldn't help muttering, "How strange! Why did I suddenly start sneezing? Is someone talking about me behind my back? Counting the days, Wei and the caravan they lead should be arriving here soon, right?"

Song Youlin, who was standing by, couldn't help but remind him, "Sir, this is the land beyond the Great Wall. We are aliens here. We should hurry back to the tent to avoid any complications."

After hearing this, Zhou Mu nodded slightly, then turned and walked towards his tent.

His main purpose of staying here was to persuade the Mobei leader to cooperate with the court, so it was better to keep a low profile.

After entering the tent, Zhou Mu said to Song Youlin, "This time, you and Wei He will return to Yuncheng first and hand over my handwritten letter to your father. Remember, this matter is of great importance and cannot be neglected in the slightest!"

"The Tiele leader's attitude has wavered this time. As long as my father can convince His Majesty, and we can cooperate and attack the Northern Rong from both sides, we can crown their leader Khan and win them over. Then the border will be safe!"

Song Youlin didn't take the letter immediately, and hesitated, "Sir, if I go back with Wei He this time, won't you be the only one left here?"

"If you do that, if you encounter any emergency or danger, I'm afraid you won't be able to cope with it!"

"How about letting me stay and act as a liaison while you and the caravan return to Cloud City?"

Zhou Mu patted Song Youlin on the shoulder and said, "Only if I stay can the Tiele leader feel at ease. It also shows the sincerity of our cooperation!"

"But..." Song Youlin wanted to say something else, but was stopped by Zhou Mu.

Zhou Mu's expression was serious, and he said without question, "I have made up my mind. No need to say more. When Wei and the others arrive, you can return with them!"

Song Youlin knew clearly that what his superiors said was right. If he could not completely defeat the Beirong in one fell swoop, his relatives far away in his hometown would never be able to live a truly peaceful and stable life.

Thinking of this, Song Youlin's mood became heavier. He had been stranded in this desolate Mobei for half a year.

Thinking of his family, Song Youlin felt a pang of anxiety. He wondered if his children were doing well. Especially Xiaokang...

He knew he couldn't continue to think about it, otherwise it would only add to his worries.

So he took a deep breath, suppressed his inner worries, slowly lowered his head, carefully put the letter in his hand into his arms, then turned around and left silently.

At the same time, in his hometown thousands of miles away, Song Youlin's family members, who were worried about him, were happily discussing moving.

"Grandma, the doors and windows of the new house are all installed. I think today is worse than tomorrow. Why don't we move our things over this afternoon?"

"I'm going to make a large batch of mugwort soap later. The house over there is big, and I can even use a room specifically to store the mugwort soap!"

Mrs. Wu smiled and patted her anxious granddaughter. "Even moving should be done on an auspicious day. Who would move in the afternoon? You're being too hasty!"

Yang, who was standing by, suggested at the right moment, "Why not do it tomorrow? We still need to prepare firecrackers, incense, candles, and the chicken, fish, and meat for the sacrifice. Your eldest brother is going to the county town to deliver cakes tomorrow, so let him buy everything as well."

Mrs. Wu nodded in agreement. "I think it's a good idea to call your master and his family over so we can have some fun together."

Seeing that her mother and aunt had thought it through for her, Song Zhi readily agreed, "Okay, I'll talk to the master later."

After talking about moving, I have to mention my cousin's marriage.

Mrs. Wu said to her daughter-in-law, "After Ah Zhi and the others move out, there will be a room free at home. Ah Ping is not young anymore, so as his mother, you have to hurry up and arrange his marriage!"

Yang nodded repeatedly, "I don't need to, but Aping is already eighteen years old, and most girls of his age in the nearby villages are already married."

"Someone in our village also told me that they wanted to marry their niece to A Ping, but she was too young. I thought it was inappropriate, so I rejected her."

"I was busy a few days ago and didn't have time to come and see him. Now that I have some free time, I'll go with you to see Ah Ping."

Song Zhi sat aside and watched silently.

In fact, in her opinion, her eldest brother is only eighteen years old, and it is too early for him to get married.

Moreover, marriage is a lifelong event. If you marry someone you don’t like or someone with a personality that is incompatible with yours, it will be a torture for both of you.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but think of herself. She was actually not a child anymore.

If her father had not passed away, she would have been old enough to get married.

But once the mourning period is over, she will still have to face the issue of getting married.

Song Zhi subconsciously turned her gaze towards Xiaokang, who was sticking his butt out in the yard and playing in the mud with Xiaoan.

Well, if she doesn't want to marry him, she has to conquer this guy.

She had no way to change the minds of her grandmother and uncle, who were deeply influenced by the idea that men should get married when they are old enough and women should get married when they are old enough.

But this is just a three-year-old kid, as long as she can instill new ideas into her.

As long as you are tough enough and smart enough, you can still live the life you want without getting married.

Xiaokang will be the head of the family in the future. As long as he stands firmly on her side, all subsequent matters will naturally become relatively easier to handle.

By then, she will be able to truly live according to her inner wishes, without being bound by secular views and traditional concepts.

Although the government also encouraged women to get married early, considering the reality that marriage rituals were complicated and the expenses were high, late marriage was a common phenomenon in this era.

In this kind of situation, as long as the government does not force the marriage, there are loopholes to be exploited.

Song Zhi didn't want to take a concubine after getting married, and then have to raise the children born by the concubine just for the so-called false reputation of being virtuous!

This would only bring trouble to herself, and she was unwilling to do such a stupid thing!

Song Zhi thought happily, but at this moment she didn't know what it meant that fate is always full of variables, imagination is rich, and reality is very skinny.

Of course, this is all in the past...