Wang Qi had just rushed to the door when he knocked someone over.
Wang Qi felt like a hole was about to be smashed in his head.
He looked up and was about to curse when he looked pleasantly surprised. "Second Brother, why are you back?"
Wang Chang smiled and said, "The city wall's repairing was complete in advance, so I came back early. Where's father? I have something good to tell him!"
The smile on Wang Qi's face froze. He said in grief and indignation, "Father has a stroke!"
Wang Chang was shocked. "How can that be?" When he left, his father was still alive and kicking. He could even pick up a stick and hit him without even panting.
Wang Qi gritted his teeth in hatred. "It's all those damned refugees' fault!"
The good news that Wang Chang wanted to tell Wang Fengjing concerned this group of refugees. He panicked. "Refugees? Tell me in detail!"
After learning the entire story, Wang Chang looked at his parents' room and frowned.
