"Hmm?"
Kitten raised her head, her clear eyes seeming to reflect a river of stars.
"Ooh~ So many people."
"Moo."
Kitten made out that jade ribbon.
That ribbon was a silvery-white jade ribbon formed by people gathered together.
"Meow, so many people."
Kitten did not know where these people had come from, where they were going, or what they were going to do.
Kitten only cared about how many bowls of noodles they could sell tomorrow and when Big Ping’an would wake up.
Old Ox cared even less, concentrating on gnawing a leg of lamb.
One big, one small, one ox and one cat, each had their own thoughts.
Life passed peacefully like that, without a ripple.
The slaughter outside Demon-Suppressing Pass had yet to affect this peaceful Small Town.
Or rather, even if the Demon Race really were going to break through Demon-Suppressing Pass.
That would not happen overnight, even counting from today.
Most of these people would probably not live to see the moment the Demon Race surged into the Nine Provinces.
As business grew better and better, Little Girl finally decided to find a helper.
Zhang Er, a hired hand at the Prince's Mansion.
Zhang Er often helped his employer deliver rice, flour, grain, oil, and other supplies to the little courtyard.
After coming and going a few times, he became acquainted with Little Girl.
When he learned that the noodle stall was short a pair of hands, he volunteered.
With him there, no local thugs or ruffians came to cause trouble anymore.
In the blink of an eye, winter arrived.
Snow fell over the Anbei Four Garrisons.
Wearing a little red padded jacket, Little Girl carried firewood on her back as she made her way through Small Town.
Four or five children were gathered by the