Song Song immediately got out of bed and dressed, "Then I can't let you go alone. If it must be done, I'll go with you!"
Wen Ziyue was momentarily stunned, then decisively tied up her ponytail and tossed a disposable raincoat to Song Song, saying, "Alright."
Turn off the lights, close the door.
The two left with flashlights in hand, navigating through the darkness. The mountain path was rugged, and it had rained recently, making it easy to slip and fall, possibly rolling down the mountain.
Song Song carefully followed behind Wen Ziyue, curiously asking, "Ziyue, where exactly are we going now?"
"… The man during the day is the village tyrant. Everyone here, young and old, listens to him. Recently, Anhua County has had frequent rains, causing occasional flooding. To protect the newly planted crops, Mr. Di wants to organize villagers to build a dike. This requires heavy labor, which I can't help with, so I can only handle logistics, but my… culinary skills are really poor."
"..."
