Looking at the crowd around her showing envy in their eyes, Gu Nian touched her chin, thinking she needed a special place to store grain.
Fortunately, Cuihua was silly and strong and could work, Er Zhuzi was honest and obedient, saving her a lot of trouble.
Er Zhuzi sat dumbfounded on the ox cart, looked back at the cart full of grain, and asked Gu Nian, "Little Master, aren't you afraid I'll run away with the grain and never come back?"
There was a lot of money in this cart of grain. He hadn't been here long and already received such trust—it made him feel unworthy.
Gu Nian chuckled, "Because I can be sure, if you take the grain away and never come back, it would definitely be your loss."
Gu Nian wouldn't make any promises but could certainly ensure that following her, Cuihua and Er Zhuzi's future would be much more than just this cart of grain.
Er Zhuzi laughed, "I'm just joking. Even if Heaven lent me a few more nerves, I wouldn't dare do such a thing."
