Three mule carts lined up one after another. Lin Yicheng drove the foremost cart and led the way, with Chen Qiulan and Doudou sitting inside. Behind him was Lin's father, inside his cart were Lin's mother, Sun Cui, and Maomao. Nanzhi and Shen Zhiyu brought up the rear.
"Brother Ercheng, where are we headed?" Nanzhi asked, lifting the curtain and looking at Lin Ercheng sitting on the wagon shaft.
"Father said we're heading north to Yan City to seek refuge with his old friend."
"An old friend in Yan City? Who does our father know over there?" Nanzhi was curious, Yan City was far from where they were, so how could her father have connections there?
Was the connection established through messages in bottles drifting over the sea?
"Mom said that Uncle Lin wanted to venture out into the world many years ago, but his family was reluctant to provide him with money. Our father secretly gave him a few pancakes, which allowed him to survive until he reached Yan City.