Taking the warehouse

In August, bonfires blazed on the waterfront. Several large ships were docked there, and trucks, like industrious bees, ferried cargo from the vast warehouses to the vessels.,To observe filial piety for three years is something that every dutiful son should do. But Fang Xing, who moved out of the Fang Residence and to a small farm on the outskirts of Beiping, was very happy because he had been living in a daze and didn't need to follow those complicated rituals.,In a bedroom of the main building, Fang Xing woke up. He struggled to move his stiff limbs and looked at the ancient and fragrant room with fear.。