The next day.
Chen's Rice Noodle Factory.
When Li Xiuwen got up, his uncle-in-law and aunt-in-law were already awake, tinkering with the machinery.
The new home was a little bigger than their old one. Li Xiuwen even had a bedroom of his own in the attic, instead of sleeping on the floor behind a curtain.
Since they were on the top floor, the natural light was good, too.
Sunlight fell across the couple's faces, making Li Xiuwen feel warm as well.
Having a cozy little home like this in such a cold, unfamiliar world was a blessing.
"It's so quiet here. I haven't enjoyed this kind of peace in ages," his uncle-in-law said with a smile.
His aunt-in-law said eagerly, "We have to work hard and make money now, Brother Yi. I want us to stay here forever!"
His uncle-in-law was brimming with enthusiasm, too. "Right. There are no Street Thugs collecting protection money here. We only need to pay Hesheng Tu, so doing business should be easier."
The couple felt deeply comforted. All these changes had come from A Wen's hard work.
Four months ago, they would never have dared imagine this.
A hundred paces brought him to the Four Seas Martial Arts Hall.
Li Xiuwen was growing more satisfied with his new home by the day. It saved him plenty of time for training.
When he entered the courtyard, Big Silly Qiang and A Zhen, who hadn't seen him for a day, ran over to chat.
"A Wen, what's the Second Floor like?"
"Isn't it awesome?"
Li Xiuwen smiled. "It's great. I'll be waiting for you on the Second Floor. Hurry up and join me."
Under everyone's envious gazes, Li Xiuwen knocked on the study door and went inside.
The others sighed. "Ah, once you get into