After a few pots of wine, the three of them finally returned home satisfied.
Song Changming had the day off today and went straight back to the Song Residence on Houli Street.
Since the city's public security had declined, he moved back to live at the Song Residence.
It made it easier to look after his parents, in case there were any troublemakers.
Today, before he even entered the door, he heard the continuous voice of Father Song from the courtyard, sounding rather angry.
"Dad, what's the matter?" Song Changming asked as he pushed the door open and walked in.
"Ping'an, you tell him." Father Song took a sip of tea, feeling a bit better.
Song Ping'an, who was beside him, started explaining to Song Changming.
It turned out that today, he and Father Song went to the market to sell this month's share of Bisho Silkworms.
Who knew they would encounter a group of Jianghu people who wanted to forcibly buy and sell their silkworms, even wanting to resort to violence.
