Old Mrs. Chen had almost finished telling everything she knew.
Chen Zigeng stood up and went to pour a bowl of water for Old Mrs. Chen and Xie Liangchen.
Watching the bustling Chen Zigeng, Xie Liangchen smiled at her little brother.
Chen Zigeng's voice rang clear: "Sister, don't worry, there's nothing to fear about those Liao people. Not only have they been driven beyond the Juma River by General Brother, but each and every one of the people they sent has fallen into the hands of the government office. When the North becomes stronger, they'll have even fewer opportunities. By then, we can find a way to gather information and find the whereabouts of Aunt and Uncle."
Xie Liangchen held onto Chen Zigeng: "Little Brother is right. For now, all you need to do is study well, take good care of Grandma and the Chen Family Village. We'll take care of these things slowly."
Old Mrs. Chen's expression was as usual, kindly looking at her granddaughter and grandson.
