"Oh! That can't do, second and third sons, go help the honored guests." Granny Ma called her two sons.
Zhi'er led the way, and soon a pile of rice and flour was carried through the door by the sons of the Ma family.
Granny Ma saw that it was indeed as Zhi'er had said, and a smile appeared on her face.
"The Marquis is so generous, this... this is enough for us to eat for a whole year, thank you Marquis, you are truly a great man!"
When Zhi'er heard someone praise Feng Fuce, she was overjoyed.
The little one quickly said, "Of course, the Marquis may seem indifferent, but he is actually very kind!"
After she finished speaking, she winked at Feng Fuce who was beside her.
Feng Fuce's expression remained calm, his lips barely curved in response, giving her a fleeting smile.
Granny Ma and her sons expressed their gratitude to Feng Fuce.
