Zhulan followed Zhou Shuren's gaze but the returning army marched so swiftly that all she saw was the rising dust, ending up with a mouthful of it.
Zhou Shuren let down the carriage curtain, "Just now, I thought I saw Zheng's eldest grandson, Zheng Hong, and Wu Chun."
Zhulan became excited, "Zheng Yang's brother, Zheng Hong? And Wu Chun? Are you sure you're not mistaken?"
Although she wasn't their biological aunt, these past two years her nephews had shown her genuine filial piety, especially Wu Chun. Every time he went out on escort missions, he'd bring some local specialties back for her, his adoptive aunt. Even though the Zhou family no longer needed financial support, the boy never stopped bringing gifts home. No matter what he brought back, it was always the thoughtfulness of Wu Chun.
