The old woman carried a pair of cotton quilts. They were old, but very clean.
"This old man only has a pair of cotton quilts left. You two can leave for one night. Please forgive me. Please don't go north. Several small armies have been stationed here for the past two days. Alas, it's not safe here." The old woman handed the quilts to the white silk and said something.
The old uncle pulled her and said, "This person likes to talk about it when he's old. Don't blame him. It's getting late, we won't disturb you two young people."
After the old man finished speaking, he pulled the old woman and prepared to leave. Bai Shan chased after him, took out some small pieces of silver and gave them to the old man. "I'm sorry to disturb you in the middle of the night. Let's talk about my intentions
