Jiang Li had never seen the Xue Family like this before.
When Xue Huaiyuan served as the County Magistrate, his salary was not substantial; he did not, unlike his predecessors, renovate the mansion to be tall and imposing, living just like any ordinary citizen. This triple-sectioned courtyard had been owned by a master eager to travel far and in his haste, he sold it cheaply to Xue Huaiyuan.
Although the courtyard was dilapidated, it was clean and tidy, and still a home. Xue Zhao and Xue Fangfei grew up here from naive children to teenagers.
In her memory, the Xue Family's residence was always brimming with the smoke of cooking fires, vibrant with life. The worthless flowers and plants at the entrance added color to the residence.
However, the Xue Family before her eyes now lay in ruins, the official seal glaringly conspicuous, and even the seal was layered with dust, indicating that it had been a long time since anyone had visited this place.
