Lin Yuan also followed with a laugh, but her heart ached immensely. Although Xia Zheng spoke lightly, she could imagine how especially grave the situation must have been. Suppressing a refugee uprising wasn't something that could be done with just a few words; Xia Zheng surely omitted many details to prevent her from worrying.
Despite not wanting to dwell on it, Lin Yuan couldn't help but envision the hardships he endured. Starvation and freezing were a given, and he probably had to do all sorts of grueling labor as well.
"Is disaster relief just about distributing food? Don't you also have to manage the floods and settle the refugees?"
Xia Zheng looked at Lin Yuan with some astonishment, not expecting such a young village girl to think of so much.
