Life of Being a Crown Prince in France

Chapter 610: Chapter 521 Heaven

At night, Paris City was as bright as day, lit by the gas lamps, with an endless stream of pedestrians on the streets—even busier than in daytime. Many workers didn’t get off work until 8 p.m. It was only then that they could finally catch their breath, go out to buy some daily necessities, and take a stroll to relax their weary bodies from a busy day.

In contrast, the shabby shantytown outside of Antoine Town was still pitch-black, with only the occasional scream or curse indicating that people lived there.

However, this area was considered one of the better off outskirts of Paris, as it was not far from the factory-dense Antoine Town. People living here didn’t have trouble finding work in the town, and although it didn’t pay much, it was just enough to fill their stomachs.

She groped to set the tub upright and found that there was not much water left in it. She then began to mutter with a sobbing tone, “It’s over, all over, I’m afraid I can’t finish washing these clothes tonight…”

If she could not deliver the washed clothes on time, she would be fined 5 sous. That meant tomorrow morning, two children would have no breakfast, or she and all the children would only have half the usual amount of bread.

The man on the bed, hearing the commotion, struggled to get up, reached for the dining table to get his bearings, and hurried over to support his wife, patting her back to comfort her, “Don’t worry, my dear, we’ll go to the Tini River to draw water right away. There should be still time.”

He grabbed the wooden bucket and lifted it, then turned to the boy outside and called out loudly, “Dom, take care of your brothers; your mother and I will be back soon!”

“Got it.”

A moment later, four boys aged four to ten leaned against the creaking doorframe, watching their parents’ figures disappear into the night.

Mrs. Leono, holding a large wooden basin, whispered behind her husband, “I’m sorry, Paul… This won’t affect your work tomorrow, will it?”

off than we are now, can we?”

Leono spoke calmly, “But it would delay us at least a whole day. As I passed Kols Street, I saw the tax office was already surrounded by crowds. It might not even be enough to queue for a day.

“You know, if I miss a day of work, we will have no bread. And I might also be fined a day’s wage, which would mean…”

“It’s okay, I can take on 10 more pieces of clothing from tomorrow, and in half a month, we should barely have saved enough for a day’s worth of bread.”