Although Erniang didn't quite understand why they previously agreed not to sell the grain, and now suddenly they were selling it.
But since her husband made the decision, and Xiaomi also agreed, despite her confusion, she didn't say much more.
However, Dawazi looked heartbroken, as if his personal rations had been taken away.
It wasn't until the constables paid money and took the grain away that he finally tugged on his father's clothes.
"Dad, didn't we agree not to sell? Why are we selling it now?" His lips quivered, almost crying.
Xiaomi had never seen her older brother like this, almost got scared, and Jiang Hu was also startled. He quickly explained, "Don't worry, we still have plenty of grain at home. You won't starve."
He spread open his hand to reveal pieces of broken silver, "Look at this, even if we run out of grain at home, this silver can buy several hundred pounds of coarse grain."
