"Yes, it seems that God has no intention of giving us ordinary people a way to survive. What good news could there be?"

"Could it be that the government has come to distribute grain to us?"

“Aunt Li, what are you thinking? When has the government ever cared about us? As long as the taxes aren’t increased, we’re already doing well.”

The villagers were too preoccupied with their grief to find a chance to speak, and the village chief couldn't even get a chance to interject.

"Locusts can be exchanged for grain, isn't that good news?" A clear voice floated over.

The moment the words were spoken, the entire scene fell silent. You could hear a pin drop.

The villagers looked in the direction of the voice and found that it was none other than Jiang Wanwan.

Aunt Li stared blankly at Jiang Wanwan, her mouth agape. She thought she had misheard and reached out her little finger to pick at her ear.

"Wan girl, what did you just say? Locusts, locusts can, can be exchanged for grain?"

What fool would do that?

Jiang Wanwan smiled and nodded gently, "Yes, Aunt Li, you heard me right."

The village chief's daughter-in-law, Zhang Guilan, moved her lips and asked in a trembling voice, "Wan'er, is this really true?"

"Yes, it's absolutely true. It's quite a coincidence. I just happened to be in the county town today, and my good friends in the capital wrote me several letters. One of them asked me to keep an eye out for some local delicacies in the village for her."

Coincidentally, my sister has eaten quite a few insects, including locusts, which she particularly enjoys.

Aunt Li's eyes widened in astonishment, her mouth agape. "The tastes of these rich people are truly unique; they dare to eat such insects."

Aunt Wang exclaimed in surprise, "Indeed, we really can't understand the thinking of wealthy people."

Zhang Guilan grinned and said with great enthusiasm, "Who cares what the rich people are thinking, as long as the grain exchange is real. If we can really exchange grain, Wan'er will have done us a huge favor this time, it's like she's saved our whole village, don't you all think?"

The villagers now had smiles on their faces, no longer as desperate and numb as before, their eyes filled with hope. They excitedly raised their hands and shouted, "That's right, if we can really exchange locusts for food, then Wan Yatou will be our village's savior!"

"Yes, with so many locusts, we can catch them and exchange them for grain to make up for some of the losses, so we won't starve to death. Once we get through this tough time, we can continue planting grain next spring."

Just as the villagers were celebrating, a sharp, piercing sound rang out.

"Heh, locusts for food? You actually believe such a ridiculous story? Jiang Wanwan is clearly making fun of you."

Upon hearing this, the villagers looked up and saw that the speaker was none other than Liu San Niang. Standing beside her were Feng Xiuer, Zhang Cuihua and her daughter, as well as their three sons.

At this moment, Liu Sanniang stood with her arms crossed, looking at the villagers with a mocking expression. She sneered, her nostrils flaring, her words dripping with sarcasm, "Don't you all use your brains? Which rich person would be willing to trade grain for these disgusting insects?"

Unless they've lost their minds, they wouldn't trade grain for locusts. You guys have been completely fooled by this little girl without even realizing it; tsk tsk, how pathetic.

“Exactly, exchanging locusts for grain sounds like a fantasy, and you actually believe it.” Feng Xiuer looked at the villagers as if they were idiots, and finally her sharp gaze settled on Jiang Wanwan.