Ren Huai looked at the completely unrepaired collapsed ruins, unable to speak for a long time.
Half of the Ruan family's courtyard wall had been smashed by Lord Yu, and this half included the kitchen area.
Now the kitchen was unusable, so the Ruan family set up a makeshift small stove on the untouched side of the courtyard wall, with a small roof over it, appearing especially shabby.
At this moment, Old Lady Ruan was cooking on the stove.
Ren Huai couldn't help but take two steps forward, looking at Old Lady Ruan's hunched back and thin figure, slightly furrowing his brow.
After a while, a limping person came out of the house, leaning on a crutch, and approached Old Lady Ruan, asking, "Mother, hurry up!"
Ren Huai was surprised, so this was Monarch Lu Xiang's uncle? He really did have his leg broken.
Old Lady Ruan responded softly and began to stuff firewood into the stove.
