Gu Wenheng was just about to reason with Jin Qianqian, feeling that her line of thinking was extremely dangerous.
Gu Yuantu walked over carrying a bag. "You two are back. Here, this is for you."
"What is it?" Jin Qianqian asked curiously.
Hong Daya looked apologetic. "It's nothing special. Yuantu and I dug up these grass roots over the past couple of days. They can help replenish your fluids and keep your stomachs full.
"If you find them hard to swallow, just suck out the moisture."
Jin Qianqian patted the bundle strapped to her back. "Daya, it wasn't easy for you to forage for these. Besides, when my husband and I went into the city this time, we managed to buy a little grain. We won't starve for now.
"We appreciate your kindness, but who knows what the future holds? You should keep them for yourselves!"
"How can we do that? We already accepted that large bamboo tube of water from you for nothing," Gu Yuantu said, stubbornly trying to shove the bag into Gu Wenheng's hands.
