The auntie was busy talking with other aunties when she spotted Zhou Anran again. A stunned look crossed her face, which morphed into doubt.
"Little Sister," she called out.
Zhou Anran smiled at her. "Older Sister, can you tell me about the flood? Is it bad?"
The weather has been quite unpredictable lately in the south. Some places were raining while other places remained in the dry season.
"What are you going to do?" The auntie frowned, and the other aunties also looked over their way.
At this moment, Zhou Wenzhi got off from the ox cart, followed by the persistent Xiao Qingya. Xiao Fenghao tried to stop her from leaving the cart, but Xiao Xue did its job quite well.
The little kitten immediately bit Xiao Fenghao's hand. Although its strength was controlled, it was still hurt. He winced, and let go of his hold onto Xiao Qingya.
Xiao Yuxi also had just gotten off the ox cart, and was now leaving Xiao Fenghao to stay behind and take care of it.
