Yang Yuecheng sincerely and naively exclaimed, "I hope they find their loved ones soon and return to their side."
Jiang Tanyue remained noncommittal.
Yang Yuecheng went on, "Will it be difficult for them to live with their children, without fields, houses, or a source of income...?"
"They can choose to remarry." Jiang Tanyue looked down.
But what kind of future they would have, even they themselves did not know.
Yang Yuecheng covered her heart and said, "That definitely won't be a good life."
She was very upset.
Upset for these people's experiences.
But there was nothing she could do to change anything.
The young girl pursed her lips, her eyebrows knitted, obviously experiencing such a difficult problem for the first time under her parents' protection.
In this era, her deep thinking about such issues already set her apart from the crowd.
But it was not enough.
Yang Yuecheng had read books.
But that was just on the level of "having read."
