After comforting the woman, Shao Xun came out of the courtyard.

The father and son stood side by side in the square, looking at the river valley and mountains in the distance.

"Your brothers will also have to experience this in the future." Shao Xun said.

Upon hearing this, Jin Dao's excitement subsided slightly.

It turns out that everyone has to be like this, he is not special...

"There are so many things happening in the world, but my son is not qualified to lie at home and enjoy it." Shao Xun said again.

After experiencing this pandemic, I have thought about many things.

Life is so fragile. If you are not careful, you may die due to war, hunger, or disease. Even riding a horse risks falling to death.

During the period when the epidemic was at its peak, Shao Xun thought a lot.

He once boasted of his bravery and believed that even if an assassin came close to him, he could kill him with his own hands.

But what if it’s a plague?

He wasn't sure how long he could live, let alone how far he could go.

Some things should be arranged in advance.

Jin Dao is already over fifteen years old. He has practiced literature and martial arts since he was a child, and his literary talent is better than him. It's time for him to go out and practice.

Managing the more than 4,000 soldiers and civilians in Shanglinyuan is his first step. Shao Xun will continue to observe this son.

(The third update is here and will continue tomorrow.)
Chapter completed!