Walking out of the apartment and off Luojia Mountain, Ryan bought two mutton pies at a roadside stall, and after a hearty meal, got into a public carriage that solicited customers on the side of the road, starting at 10 pfennigs, and after one kilometer, according to the counter, each kilometer increased by five pfennigs.

Both the aristocracy and the wealthy merchants had their own horse-drawn carriages, and the public carriages were mostly middle-class, such as stewards of trading houses, or low-ranking administrative officials.

Ryan's Luojia Hill neighborhood is some distance from the Saint Laurent neighborhood where his uncle's family lives.

More than a dozen kilometers or so.

In the past, in order to save money, Ryan would choose to walk to Saint Laurent.

At his speed, even if he walked fast, it would take more than three hours.

Now he no longer values money as much as before, money is a thing that cannot be saved purely by saving, and the time consumed in order to save dozens of pfennigh fares is a waste for him.

In about half an hour, Ryan arrived at the Saint Laurent neighborhood.

The streets of the Yves Saint Laurent neighborhood are wide and clean, there are lawns on both sides of the road, behind the lawns are rows of independent buildings, mostly small buildings of two or three floors, and behind those small buildings there are backyards, in the row of buildings against the Reims River, when the sun is mild, some chairs and coffee tables are placed in the backyard, and you can sit on the chairs and drink tea and look at the beautiful Reims River.

On the other side of the river is the majestic Basilica of Santa Croce, which is connected by a tall stone bridge across the Reims.

Yves Saint Laurent, although part of the South End, is unlike most of the neighborhoods here.

According to Shui Lanxing, most of the people who live here are middle-class, including lawyers, municipal civil servants, merchants, doctors, and small businessmen who are not wealthy......

There is an unwritten rule in this world.

Community and class are related.

The aristocracy will only live in the aristocratic area, and the middle class is mostly with the middle class, and the poor can only live in the slums, take the nobles of Reims City, even if it is just a small lord, they will live in the northern district, if they live in the southern district, even in a nice upscale neighborhood like Saint Laurent, they will be incognito and will not engrave their family crest on the wall.

Legend has it that in this neighborhood, there lived some nobles whose property was ruined.

Jordan Bell is Ryan's uncle, and he doesn't actually qualify for Saint Laurent.

Once upon a time, the Bell family lived in the port area, Jordan was just a sailor and begging for a living on an ocean-going merchant ship, and Ryan's mother, Mary Bell, was a clerk in a merchant.

Seventeen years ago, Ryan's mother, Mary Bell, befriended a mysterious gentleman named Charles, who bought a house in the neighborhood and gave it to Mary, where Ryan was born and lived for thirteen years.

At the age of thirteen, he was sent by Jordan to be apprenticed to a trading house and left here.

Every year, I only come back two or three times.

Now, the owner of the house has become Jordan.

In addition to this, a dozen gold louis that Mary left to Ryan also fell into Jordan's hands.

After all, Ryan was young when she died, less than seven years old.

As for the gentleman named Charles, Ryan had never met him.

Maybe he did, but he was a baby and didn't remember it.

When he was a child, when the young Ryan was in pain, he always fantasized that his father could descend from the sky and rescue him from the sea of suffering.

When he grew up, he already understood that fantasy and reality were not related, so the figure of that person gradually moved away from his memory.

People can only rely on themselves!

This is the life perception of a teenager.

Not long after, Ryan came to a separate building.

Behind the lawn, which is very neatly manicured like a green blanket, is a small three-story building, the window lattices of the small building are carved with patterns, the red, yellow and green wall tiles, the color is very gorgeous, and there are stone carvings on both sides of the roof, which are eagles and leopards.

"Ryan, welcome home!"

Ryan's eldest cousin, Lonzo Bell, stood on the porch, smoking a cigarette and greeting Ryan with a smile.

Lonzo is twenty-three years old, tall, with a 1.9-meter appearance, wearing a gentleman's outfit worth more than a dozen louis, a top hat, a white shirt, black trousers and a black waistcoat, the tie is blue silk, neatly ironed, and a gold-inlaid collar clip pinned to it.

He has a fairly handsome face.

It's just that the hooked nose and thin lips on his face and the nasolabial folds that smile deeply make him look a little mean and unapproachable.

Lonzo was educated from an early age, and after graduating from high school, he worked in the municipal office, and in the French dynasty, the administrative staff was divided into seven ranks, the highest being the first class, and now, he is a civil servant of the sixth class, and is no longer the lowest clerk.

Jordan Bell spent a lot of money in the process.

He was the future of the Bell family, the darling of his uncle and aunt, and the Bell family would not have been able to stay in this neighborhood if it weren't for his job at the municipal office.

Now, Uncle Jordan is a small steward in a trading house in the port, Aunt Susan is a housewife, and second cousin James ostensibly works as a bartender in a bar on Baker Street, but is in fact a street gangster.

Only Lonzo Bell has a future.

In the future, if they can marry the daughter of a ruined aristocracy, or the widow of a wealthy businessman, the Bell family will be able to truly establish themselves in this neighborhood.

With Lonzo's ability and appearance, this is not a difficult thing.

In the past, Lonzo Bell was always dismissive of Ryan, let alone outside, even if he saw Ryan in this room, he would not say hello, even if Ryan greeted him, he would turn a blind eye, although this house was the property left by his poor aunt to Ryan, although, he was able to study, he was able to enter the municipal department, thanks to the money left by that poor aunt.

Now, he actually greeted Ryan with a smile.

And, he said the words "welcome home".

Family?

Is this still your own home?

Ryan snorted coldly in his heart, he took off his top hat and bent down to nod his head, and returned the salute.

In the face of Lonzo's slightly abrupt enthusiasm, Ryan did not react superfluously, he was almost the same as usual, his expression was wooden, and he was not as flattered as Lonzo thought, which made Lonzo's preset reaction useless.

For a while, the scene was slightly awkward.

If he could, he didn't want to come to see the family.

Even the young Ryan doesn't have a good impression of the uncle's family who occupies the magpie's nest, the young man just doesn't like to talk, but he is not a fool, he has a scale in his heart, who is good and who is bad, he knows very well.

The reason why I came here was to prepare to take away the relics left by my mother.

Mother left Ryan a lot of relics, valuable things have long been taken by the uncle's family, only some things they think are worthless, mostly letters and diaries and the like, and now, in a cardboard box in the basement.

Perhaps through these letters and diaries, you can find some clues related to your own life experience.

Ryan walked to the door, and Lonzo had already pulled the door open.

Then, he turned his head and smiled at Ryan.

"Cousin, have you figured it out?"