Uncle Lan said, "Well, well, what a way to draw water. How come I never thought of such a solution?"
Aunt Lan said, "How could you even think of such a method with that pig's brain of yours? But with this, the Nan family won't have to carry water from the river anymore, and they can grow lush green vegetables. It's a relief."
Old Man Zhou said, "It's not just Nan Quanyou. This old man can also take care of the vegetable field now. From now on, Brother Ye and Nan Feng can go hunting in the mountains as much as they want and earn more silver for more meat."
Nan QuanYou laughed heartily. Previously, Nan Feng was one of his major concerns. Sometimes, when he awoke in the middle of the night, the first thing he thought of was Nan Feng. What would happen to her if one day he was no longer around?
But now, Nan Feng had done something to make him proud.