From now on, his focus will shift to how to lead his troops well, rather than doing everything himself.

Xiao Yuheng spoke with a very serious expression, which Chen Jianguo and Zhao Hu, both men, could tell. They exchanged a glance and stopped the conversation.

That's about it for now. We'll talk about the future later. Whether they can get together depends on Gu An'an's wishes, and they can't interfere.

While the atmosphere here was harmonious, the people next door were almost fighting over the food in the pot.

"Zhang Zhaodi, what do you mean? Why is the porridge so thin today? Did you embezzle our food?"

"Exactly, even though we don't have to work at night, what's the difference between this porridge and water? What do you care if I wake up hungry in the middle of the night?"

Since I started working, the porridge I make at night has been much thicker than when I was hibernating, but now it's back to its original consistency.

Faced with accusing eyes, Zhang Zhaodi's eyes reddened with fear. She knew for herself whether she had secretly hidden any grain, though she had only embezzled a very small amount.

But of course she wouldn't admit it.

"I didn't. This is all the food you took today."

Qian Xiaojun slammed his hand on the table, spilling some of the pitiful porridge from the bowl onto the table. "You still won't admit it! It wasn't like this before. Quickly hand over the food you've been embezzling."

Since she dared to take it, Zhang Zhaodi never intended to return it. Besides, she wasn't the only one stealing grain; no one is clean, so what's the point of keeping targeting her?

“I’m telling the truth. You’ve brought out less food than before. If I hadn’t finished my food, I would have used my own to help you out, but I really have no other choice now.”