A wisp of pale yellow candlelight illuminated the entire carriage. The interior space was not large, accommodating only four or five people. At this moment, three people were huddled together inside: two older women and a baby still in swaddling clothes.,In the whole warm carriage, a candlelight flickered, and the weeping of two women sounded incessantly. However, it seemed that no matter how mournful or tragic their cries were, they didn't seem to affect the baby in the lady's arms at all.,At this point, Zhou Qing felt a chill run down his spine. His small body involuntarily staggered. He had just arrived in this world and, after figuring out the situation, thought he would become a carefree wastrel who lived off others.。