CHAPTER 62: CHAPTER 62: EVEN THE LANDLORD HAS NO SURPLUS GRAIN?

Yuan Bao noticed the change in her little uncle’s expression and understood that he was just rambling.

So she stopped being curious.

Regardless of whether they’re poor or not, right now, even if they have money, there’s no place to buy food.

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The Sheng Family’s estate isn’t big; from a distance, it looks similar to an ordinary farmhouse. But once you enter, you’ll notice it’s completely different.

This estate, although it is surrounded by vast fields.

In fact, it’s Sheng Family’s summer retreat, filled with lush greenery, rock gardens, flowing water, and well-equipped cool pavilions.

Just during this cold winter season, the lush trees have shed, and the water is frozen.

Without a lively atmosphere, after the snow, the estate was just a vast expanse of white.

Yuan Bao followed her little uncle into the estate with the broken gate, walked around for quite a while, but still couldn’t find any food.

"Could it be that the landlord also has no surplus grain?"

Yuan Bao felt a little puzzled.

But that can’t be!

Before the outbreak of the war, Sheng Xueyi, Miss Sheng, lived on the estate with a little maid. Surely there were other servants here.

Many people, they definitely need to eat.

This official family’s pampered young lady, when interacting with the kids from Shiqu Village, always brought very exquisite small pastries.

"Little uncle, can you really manage this?"

Eventually, Yuan Bao thought it wasn’t that there was no food in the estate, but her little uncle didn’t search in the right places.

Yuan Yindi felt embarrassed.

According to his deduction, people on the estate should put food in places like the kitchen or storage room. But he searched both thoroughly and couldn’t find a single grain of rice.

Even if soldiers from Great Yin had been here before, they wouldn’t have taken all the rice and flour.

After all, even if taking rice and flour, would they have taken the clay pots used for storing them?

"Well, no rush, I’ll keep looking!"

Yuan Yindi decided he couldn’t embarrass himself further in front of his niece, thus began searching room by room.

In the end, he still found nothing.

In this vast estate, only a few rooms had been occupied.

In most of the other rooms, the furniture was covered with a thick layer of dust, obviously not inhabited for a while.

"Jiaojiao, are you sure the daughter of the resident family lived here?"

"Of course!"

Yuan Bao looked up at her little uncle, "Little uncle, you really couldn’t find anything?"

"Uh, I really found nothing!"

Yuan Yindi said bitterly, "I’ve searched all the rooms in this estate, only a few were lived in, others were unoccupied."

After rambling a bit, Yuan Yindi spread his hands and said, "Could it be that this official family’s daughter was just here for a stroll?"

"Impossible!"

Yuan Bao promptly denied her little uncle’s assumption, "The villagers saw her here for several consecutive days."

"Then what’s going on?"

Yuan Yindi was utterly baffled.

He searched everywhere he could, not to mention rice and flour, not even a single coarse grain.

"Little uncle, do you think the grain might be hidden?"

"Jiaojiao, not to brag, under your little uncle’s watchful eyes, nothing can remain hidden!"

Yuan Yindi firmly disagreed with Yuan Bao’s suggestion.

Yuan Bao snorted, showing her dissatisfaction with her little uncle’s arrogance.

She marched her little legs back into the estate’s kitchen.