"Uncle Liu, you did the right thing. Otherwise, if they were really forced into a corner, I'm afraid the manor would not be able to live in peace." Zhou Ying took the receipt and replied.
"It's fine as long as you don't blame me. By the way, how's your village doing?" Manager Liu asked.
"Pretty good. We took notice of the snowstorm in time, but three houses collapsed, and three people were injured."
"What? Three people were injured? Are Zhang Qingqing and her family okay?" Qian Zhuang ran in and asked.
"What's the rush, kiddo? If something happened, we would have come to you long ago." Gu Chengrui teased.
"Hehe, I just panicked. Oh, right; what about our old house?"
"Your house was renovated before you rented it out. It's quite strongly built, so nothing happened."
"That's great; you guys continue while I return to the village with Erjiang." After Qian Zhuang finished speaking, he turned around and ran out.
