Apart from those pests, life in Yan City was improving day by day, and Shen Wenchen found his days becoming uncannily peaceful.
Shen Wenchen found out who was running the underground gambling house, but he didn't bother to investigate further.
After all, gamblers were pitiful, yet also despicable.
The current gambling house was a monopoly, if it were upturned, the one replacing might be even worse.
Shen Wenchen might have been able to relax, but Nanzhi was busier than ever.
She had initially thought of spending more time with Zhiyu, but instead she pulled a few kids along to help at the restaurant.
Shen Zhiyu was just five and a half years old, and though he was well-maintained for his age, he was still rather small.
When lined up, as the four children got taller step by step, people couldn't help but laugh.
"Mom, why did you call us here?" Little Zhiyu blushed as Nanzhi tied a red ribbon in his hair.