Farm Girl's Manor

Just like the Eastern Market, which gathered nearly half of the nobility and aristocracy of Great Chu, the Southern Market was the territory of the wealthy merchants. The West Market is where ordinary folks lived, while the North Market, the smallest area, was known as the "Beggars’ Den of the Wealthy Village," because it was home to either the impoverished or beggars, and was rife with petty thieves and disorder.

If Uncle Zhong’s daughter had indeed turned up there, it could only mean that she was going through tough times, no wonder he was so fraught with worry.

With this in mind, Mo Qingze comforted him, "Getting any news is good news. As long as Xiu Er is still in Jing City, we will find her sooner or later. If there is anything we can help with, Uncle Zhong, just say the word."

Lizhong patted his shoulder gratefully, feeling innumerable times lucky that he and his grandson had encountered the Mo Family.

Just then, Mo Yan called out from the main hall that it was time to eat, and they stopped their conversation to join the meal together.

Seeing that her father and Grandfather Li’s expressions were not quite right, and knowing that Grandfather Li had been out looking for his daughter from dawn till dusk these days, Mo Yan couldn’t help but guess that there might be news, and that it probably wasn’t good. Seeing that neither seemed willing to discuss it, she didn’t lack the tact to go and ask.

Now that the seeds had sprouted, the most important things were to keep them warm and moist.

When planting, Mo Yan had listed a series of precautions, carefully explaining each one to the farmers in charge of the vegetables, such as uncovering the oilcloth to let the sun in around noon, and covering it again when the temperature dropped.