Lian Manman, Wu Lang, Lian Shouxin, and Xiao Qi were all taken aback.
"Why are you here? Did something happen at home?"
The visitor was originally a long-term worker for Lian Manman's family, who was now promoted to be a steward for the fields. His original name was Da Li, but now everyone called him Steward Feng.
Steward Feng had accompanied Lian Shouxin to the Prefecture City in the past, but this time he didn't come along. Instead, he was left at home. It was February, spring plowing hadn't started yet, but the winter wheat in the fields needed constant attention.
Now, Steward Feng suddenly arrived in the Prefecture City, looking flustered and travel-worn, so it was no surprise that Lian Shouxin immediately asked if something had happened at home.
"Sir, the lady asks you to hurry back home." After greeting Lian Shouxin, Lian Manman, Wu Lang, and Xiao Qi, Steward Feng quickly said, "The Great Grandfather, the Great Grandfather might not make it."
