Since things had already come to this, worrying was useless, so Shen Yunfang simply stopped fretting. She was bound to receive her share of the grain, and even though she didn't qualify for the full 480 jin, getting more than 300 jin was virtually guaranteed. They had already distributed 200 jin of corn, so taking a little less millet or other grains would be no big deal. After all, it was only a matter of time before she got her share of grain.
Others, however, saw things differently. This day, Dashuan's wife, along with Erzhu's wife and Jianjun's wife, all came together.
"Yunfang, don't worry. Even if the team doesn't distribute grain to you, you certainly won't starve. Tonight, I'll have my husband carry a bag of grain over to you," Jianjun's wife said, carelessly.
