Liu Sisi raised her head to look at the sweltering sky around her: "After giving out these coarse grains as porridge, no one seems to say a good word. Like the old man we met before, what can you do with him?"
"Madam, don't be disheartened. Such unreasonable people are, after all, a minority."
"Indeed they are a minority, but what if their hidden thoughts are actually like that?"
Liu Sisi tilted her paper umbrella towards YingEr, sheltering her from the scorching sun above.
"If that's the case, why not reverse our approach? Now, we let them catch the locusts by themselves, and exchange the coarse grains for the locusts they've caught. It both solves the uncertainty of the wandering tramps around the porridge shed and keeps the locust disaster to a minimum. Why not?"
"Madam has a great idea!"
Granny Hu sincerely praised her from the side.
"Whether it's a great idea or not is not important, what's important is when this sky will finally rain!"
Liu Sisi sighed deeply.
