Feng Tiemu, energized as if he had been injected with chicken blood, said, "Really, that's fantastic! I'll go back and tell them right away. As long as you give us a chance, we will do our utmost to succeed."
"Good, Uncle Tiemu, I await your good news." Feng Xuxu finally let a slight smile show, which, though faint, was quite the encouragement for Feng Tiemu.
Watching Fo Tiemu help the wobbly old Clan Leader away, Xuxu herself sat down, sighing with relief.
Yingsu approached and started gently kneading the young lady's shoulders. "Miss, why must you do this to yourself, to the point of exhaustion?"
With a smirk, Feng Xuxu said, "Silly girl, since I want to expand the food base, I must have enough land."
Yingsu nodded half-understandingly and continued with her work.
