The night was hazy, with the cold wind brushing past the courtyard gate, making a rustling sound in the gap.
Although the kang wasn't large, for the two of them, the space was still wide and spacious enough, and lying on it, they didn't feel crowded.
Chen Mo gently held Han Anniang and said, "Sister-in-law, do you want to leave Pingting County?"
As a transmigrator, Chen Mo had enjoyed peace for too long, suddenly thrust into such a chaotic world where the government and gangs were like ferocious tigers devouring people, and the common people like mayflies, one wave could result in ruined homes and lost lives. Peace and tranquility had become a rare luxury.
Chen Mo originally thought he had adapted to this world, but he had not.
He never intended to harm anyone, but just by killing a minor thug like Brother Hu, it affected so many, making many suffer for him.
