"What's this for?"

Early in the morning, the civilians who lived by the city wall saw two construction teams walking towards the city wall, and after seeing them demolishing the city wall, they couldn't help but ask.

Looking at the city wall that is being demolished little by little, the commoners feel a little unsure, this city wall is very old, it has been renovated and repaired many times by the old duke, the wall has all turned black, it looks dirty, but this city wall has left both traces of time and memories of their growth.

They had never left Wende City in their lives, and every morning when they woke up, they would see the mottled wall, and beneath the wall, there were some drawings they had carved out of stone.

So when they saw that the construction team was demolishing the city wall, they suddenly panicked for no reason, as if they had lost something important.

"This is what the maid chief ordered," the worker who was asked smiled and pointed to the city wall, "We have to demolish the city wall first, and then build a new wall, because there are more and more people in Wende City, and there may not be enough land in the future, so we will tear down the city wall and replace it with a new city wall that can be moved!"

Listening to his explanation, the civilians gathered on the edge of the city wall opened their mouths slightly, followed his fingers, and looked at the wall that carried them and their countless memories for generations.

However, the worker did not notice their strangeness, but continued to say excitedly: "Not only the west wall will be demolished, but the north wall will also be demolished, and in the future, the west and north will be like the east, and a new city will ......be built!

Not many people heard the worker's words, and although the sound echoed in their ears, they looked at the wall in amazement.

The aristocrats often don't think about what is going on in the minds of the commoners under their rule - nothing more than something extremely boring!

Even the most benevolent nobles don't think about this, they don't understand what the people are saying, and unless there is really some gossip, they will be angry and angry to control the speech of the common people.

The commoners and the nobles have a relatively clear subordinate relationship, but they are like two parallel lines, the commoners live the life of the commoners, the nobles enjoy the life of the nobles, unless the nobles are about to raise taxes again, otherwise there will be no intersection between the commoners and the nobles.

This is common knowledge in the world, in fact, even the former commoners of Wende City think so, because they always feel that the old duke is too busy to have anything to do with them.

But after the black dragon inherited the title and domain of the old duke, one day, they found that everything had changed-

It was hard for them to imagine that there were nobles like the maid and lord in the world!

Merchants and adventurers who came to Wende City from all over the world praised the city and the territory because its rulers were wise to them as civilians.

Then some time passed, and only now, the commoners suddenly remembered that it had been a year and a half since the chief maid had come to the city, and in this year and a half, the city of Wende had changed dramatically.

Those changes have changed their lives for the better, and they don't know how to thank the head maid, whether it is words or hidden gratitude in their hearts, it is difficult to show their feelings, because the head maid has made their lives better with practical actions.

Whatever the maid grown-up's for, maybe her purpose was to make the sad wind leader strong, and making their lives better was just a means, or even a 'by-product', but their days did become full and rich.

Seeing the city wall being demolished, they had mixed feelings, but they didn't complain.

To them, whatever the head maid does, or wants to do, is 'right' and 'right'!

No matter what she wanted to do, as long as she didn't want to hurt them, then they would support them unconditionally, like the residents who originally lived under the city walls, they did not hesitate to sign the relocation contract, although they couldn't read any of the words on the contract, they had already picked up the ink prepared by the staff on the side and pressed their fingerprints on it.

It's just because, that's what the maid wants them to sign' - that's all!

............

"Sir, this is your newspaper. ”

The newsboy took out a brand new newspaper from his cross-body sack and carefully placed the bill into another pocket.

With the cloth bag on his back, he turned his head to look at the school gate across the street, and a flash of envy flashed in his eyes, but he touched the money bag again, and he sighed.

Newspapers are sold not only outside bookstores and newspaper offices, but also in some pubs and inns, but some people do not choose to buy newspapers themselves, or they do not want to go to that kind of place.

In order to increase sales, and to take care of some children who can't study, 'Newsboy' came into being in Wende City.

Buck was a newsboy, he licked the tooth that was supposed to be there but was no longer there, pouted, and walked out of the place.

Carrying a cloth bag on his back, Buck stood on tiptoe and shouted around, "Does any gentleman or lady need a newspaper?"

Buck, wearing a small hat and a pair of cloth shoes, turned around for a long time, and finally sold out all the newspapers in the bag.

"Uncle Hawke, the newspapers are all sold out!"

Walking into the newspaper office in Wende City, Buck sat down on a bench in the front hall of the newspaper office, took off the cloth bag, set it aside, and wiped the sweat from his face with his hand.

"One morning!"

'Hawk' walked over with a glass of warm water and a piece of cardboard, walked over to Buck, smiled, and took the money bag.

As is customary, counting the money in the money bag, Hawk smiled and nodded, "Well, yes! Buck you're selling so fast, it's only been a morning!"

Taking his due reward from Hawke, Buck clutched the bill in his hand, and his face was already smiling, "Thank you, Uncle Hawke!"

After getting the money in his hand, Buck raised his glass and drank the warm water in one gulp, wiping the water stains on his mouth, "Whew, cool!"

Then, Buck took the cardboard and wrote his name on the sign-in sheet—Hawke had taught him otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to write.

"Goodbye, Uncle Hawke. ”

Buck walked out of the newspaper office with a small cloth bag on his back, waved behind him with a bright smile, and saw Hawke also wave goodbye to him before walking briskly towards home.

He wasn't worried about any thugs coming to blackmail him on the road, he had a tooth knocked out last time, and two days later, the money he had been robbed of was back in his hands - sent by the police!

After that, he was not afraid of being blackmailed and robbed by the gangsters.

He was now going home to learn the words on his own, because he had bought textbooks from the bookstore, and the textbooks were simply meant to teach people how to read, but for Buck, that was enough.

He usually reads some newspapers when he sells them, and it only took him a little more than a month to learn a lot of words.

He wants to save more money, and when the next school year starts, he will be able to send his sister to school, and there will be a literate person in the family in the future.

Thinking so in his heart, Buck hummed a little tune he heard out of nowhere, and walked forward in the sun—

Today is a good day too!