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In the evening during dinner, Mo Yan brought up the matter, and for a time, the dinner table grew quiet.
Mo Qingze laid down his chopsticks, looking at his several children, a trace of conflict crossing his face, "This morning, Silver Tower was also discussing this matter. It's said that the news arrived at the Imperial Case ten days ago, but only now has it spread outside. The army heading south to quell the unrest must already be on their way. It might not be long before we, the refugees who have escaped here, will be sent back by the government to our original homes."
"Father, does being sent back to our original homes mean we have to go back to where we used to live? But Zhenzhen doesn't want to go back; Zhenzhen wants to stay here!" Zhenzhen looked pitifully at her father. She didn't want to return to Mo Family Village, where there were many bad people who bullied them, unlike here. Here, she could eat delicious food every day and no one would fight with her for it.
