Ando looked at the rebuilding village from the carriage.
The bricklayers were bustling at the head and end of the village, children were chasing and playing in the open space in the village, and the women were weaving baskets and doing some chores in front of the house.
The village in front of him was simple, but it overflowed with a certain kind of spirit.
Ando, in the carriage with Robert, Ambros' civil officer, said, "I can't believe it, the serfs of the lord's house seem to be in good spirits, they are like citizens in Ambros City."
"People have happiness all over their faces only when they are satisfied with their current life."
Robert laughed lightly, looking at the village on the mountain through the window of the carriage. "Isn't it? Their houses are mostly dilapidated."
"Ando, when did you take to giving cheap compliments, this is unlike you."
