章 261: It's Not a Charity Hall

The Imperial Court gave them ten days to pack up.

In the past year or so, Bai Wutong and Chu Tianbao had a lot of new things in the house. Many of them were given to them by the villagers when they moved in. The sofa and table still looked brand new. But Bai Wutong's space was only so big that it could not fit the items at all.

Bai Wutong touched the patterns on the tea table. A strong sense of reluctance filled her.

These were their precious memories. Unfortunately, the table and sofa were too big. Even if they had a carriage, it was not convenient to transport them all the way to the Southern Frontier.

Besides, Bai Wutong had already filled up three carts of things.