"Fu Zhiqing, you should ask Uncle Yang about this later. I really can't make the decision."
Guodong didn't know how to persuade them. Now, both siblings have already adjusted their mindset, thinking that anywhere is the same, so they weren't as pessimistic.
Guodong felt fortunate, thinking that he and his sibling were truly blessed.
The few people here all looked at the rosy-cheeked Guodong with great envy. Although a lot of grain was distributed this year, most of it was coarse grain. The most important issue was the lack of oil, leading to everyone's large appetite, yet they still weren't full.
"Guodong, your life must be quite good, right?"
Guodong was taken aback for a moment, "It's okay."
Previously, when he lived in the village, life was the same, with fine grains and meat. But back then, he worked every day, so he wasn't as well-fed as during this period.
"Envious of you."
