At this thought, Feng Qingxue suddenly felt a bit ashamed. She had previously suggested plans to Father Lu, but it turned out that he had made preparations way before.
Thinking back now, she really had been offering unsolicited advice.
She had come from half a century later, her knowledge drawn from historical records. But Father Lu truly lived in this time of devastation and looming crisis, his guidance derived from bloody experiences.
Their situations were different, hence they saw things differently.
She still had a lot to learn, and must learn, even a small improvement every day was worth it.
Feng Qingxue quietly listened to her grandpas discussing the current situation and making plans for the future. She took notes in her mind about their perspective and their methods of analyzing trends, striving to make their knowledge her own. When the conversation was coming to a close, Chen Ming suddenly said, "Uncle Lu, I found some clues regarding the matter you entrusted to me."
