Jane Sampson was even more surprised to find that even Elizabeth King, who had originally said she wouldn’t co and would stay in her room to sleep, had already arrived.
"Hey, Elizabeth King, didn’t you say yesterday you were too lazy to co?" Jane Sampson walked over with a smile and greeted Elizabeth King, "When I left the house, I saw your door was closed, I thought you were still sleeping, so I didn’t call for you. By the way, when did you co back last night? I slept so deeply, I didn’t even realize when you returned."
"I..." Elizabeth King stamred, not quite sure how to respond.
It was Emma Chip who spoke up for Elizabeth King, explaining, "She ca to my room yesterday along with my assistant. We were playing landlord and needed another person, so we pulled her in. Seeing that she took nice photos with her mobile phone, we decided to invite her to co here this morning to take a look and help take so photos."
After saying this, Emma Chip looked at Jane Sampson and asked with a smile, "You don’t mind, do you?"
"Not at all." Jane Sampson shook her head and then didn’t talk much with Emma Chip; hearing Shirley Young asking the earthen forts receptionist about the fort’s historical story, she turned her head and walked over there, then started listening very earnestly.
Even if Emma Chip wanted to say sothing more, Jane Sampson had already walked away; she obviously didn’t mind; if Emma Chip continued talking, it would just seem too forced.
At first, Jane Sampson was just trying to avoid awkwardness by busying herself with other things, but as she listened, she actually beca quite fascinated by the history of the earthen forts. Both forts had historical sources and related stories, making them quite interesting to hear.
"This earthen fort has also led many heroes to remain in our village forever. Behind that fort, there’s a mountain with a Heroes and Martyrs Monunt, and the martyrs buried in Martyrs’ Park are those who fell in these battles. This Martyrs’ Park is even larger than the ones in the county town’s city parks. Every Tomb Sweeping Day and Hungry Ghost Festival, our villagers, as long as they are at ho, will go to Martyrs’ Park to pay their respects, leaving offerings."
"Your villagers are really good!" Jane Sampson genuinely praised.
"It’s what we should do; it’s been a habit passed down through generations. Our village survived because it was protected by these heroes," the guide said with an embarrassed smile. "These heroes deserve our eternal mory and respect."
"Yes." Shirley Young nodded in agreent, "It’s the sacrifice of these heroes that has created the peace we have today."
Although she wasn’t very familiar with Minister Carter, it didn’t stop Shirley Young from respecting his occupation.
Families with defenders understand this admiration for heroes even better, comprehending what exactly these heroes had sacrificed.
Indeed, it was not only their lives but also their youth.
Since the start filming ceremony ti had been set, everyone took a couple of rounds inside the earthen forts and then left.
Going downhill, Elizabeth King still walked with Emma Chip and her assistant, chatting and laughing a few ters ahead of Jane Sampson.
Jane Sampson smiled all the way and did not let her emotions show.
She had always been good at disguising all her feelings; otherwise, she wouldn’t have been able to keep up the act for years in front of soone like Jas Black without him detecting anything.
As she walked, Jane played with her mobile phone and after so thought, finally opened Rock Bell’s WhatsApp and sent out a ssage.
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