The following day, when the rain stopped, Zhang Pandi laughed and said, "Yaoguang really does have a blessed tongue. She wished for the rain to stop and it really did."
Jia Chunni, who was beside her, asked, "Now that the rain has stopped, does that mean we don't have to worry about the rising grain prices anymore?"
"Not necessarily." Wang Huanzhi looked at the sky outside. "Looking at the sky, it seems the rain has only stopped temporarily; more might be on the way. We'll just have to take it one step at a time."
Su Yaoguang entered with the craftsmen.
"Second Aunt, Third Aunt, this is Master Tang. I've hired him to help expand a few rooms to use as storage, and to repair all our rooms. Please keep an eye on them for me. If Master Tang needs anything or requires a helping hand, please assist him."
"Alright, Master Tang, just let us know if you need anything from us." Zhang Pandi led the master craftsmen into the backyard. "This way, please."
