Pushing open that wall, the light shone in, and they finally saw clearly what was inside.
"Wow... so much rice!"
Ruanruan's plump little mouth was wide open in a perfectly round shape.
There was a downward passage behind the wall, which was filled with grains.
A smile spread across Anqing's face.
"I'll have people move these grains."
There were grains stored in bags as well as loose ones, and in the time they were waiting for others to arrive, no one remained idle—with the scattered rice quickly being packed into burlap sacks.
"Ruanruan and Jiang Jincheng, don't come over. This stuff can make you itchy if you touch it too much."
However, the two children still wanted to help, thinking that even a little help would be good.
