Looking at He Zhaozhao's sworn appearance, the father and son breathed a sigh of relief.

Although it was a little strange to say this, they didn't know why, they just had an inexplicable trust in He Zhaozhao.

After eating, Xiao Yi quickly returned to his room, He Dasheng took his three brothers to wash the dishes, and He Zhaozhao followed Ah Yuan to the side to play.

Inside Xiao Yat's room.

A dark shadow stood on the side, hunched slightly, reporting the situation to Xiao Yi.

"Now we have received a large amount of grain, mixed with some coarse grains, it should be enough for the soldiers on the frontier to use it for more than half a month."

Hearing this, Xiao ......

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