Grandpa Sun is a good old man, yes, a warm-hearted old man, Yu Xiaolian could see that.
Thinking about the impending disaster, Yu Xiaolian intended to give a warning.
So she interjected while Grandpa Sun and her grandmother were chatting, "I heard the old monk at Yangcheng Temple say there will be a severe drought in the Northern Land this year, really serious."
Grandpa Sun glanced at Yu Xiaolian, saying kindly, "Such heavy snow last winter, how could there be a drought? A big snow promises a plentiful year, don't you know?"
Yu Xiaolian put on a look of innocence, "That old monk can foresee the future. Many wealthy families in Yangcheng have gone to him for fortune-telling. Can Grandpa possibly be more impressive than the old monk?"
Grandpa Sun was amused by Yu Xiaolian and laughed heartily, loudly claiming he was much more formidable than the old monk.
