When He Ning saw the dilapidated horse carriage in front of him, he really felt like giving up.
He had seen horses and cars before, but this was the first time he had seen such a horse carriage. When he was born, the He family had already started to prosper. Even after Old Master He died, he had left behind enough assets for them to live well.
Other than having to drink Chinese medicine, He Ning had never suffered much.
"There's no car?" He Ning looked at Huo Gao in shock.
It was impossible to get a car to go from the city to Foshan Village. The village was very remote and driving at night was a test of the drivers' skills, so they felt that it was not worth the effort to drive there and back.
No matter how much money the drivers were offered, they were still unwilling to do it. Their lives were more important.
"Are you guys going or not? I'm in a hurry to go home! If it's not because it's on my way, I won't do this," the coachman said.
