Xie Liangchen said, "It's just the beginning, so I'm not sure yet. But it should be temporary, grandmother doesn't need to worry."
How could Old Mrs. Chen not worry? Ever since she took the accounts to distribute money, her right eye has been twitching uncontrollably.
No matter.
Old Mrs. Chen thought to herself, seeing her granddaughter's ability to remain unfazed, even if the sky fell, asking her would do no good.
"Aunt."
Old Mrs. Chen heard a shout nearby. Chen Yuyu quickly approached and said, "Fourth uncle wants you to come and take a look."
Chen Yongyi was leading people in digging semi-underground shelters in Chen Family Village. Everyone knew something about storing grain; the village folks were somewhat skilled in it, but none were as proficient as Old Mrs. Chen.
"Let's go and see," Old Mrs. Chen said, "Back in the days on the mountain, I led everyone in hiding supplies. Once, even mountain bandits couldn't find our grain when they attacked the fortress."
