Old Mrs. Gao shielded the flour and stared at Gao Mingjiang. "What do you want?!"
Gao Mingjiang said casually, "Miss Feng is sick. I need to leave some for her."
"No!" Old Mrs. Gao refused right away.
Gao Mingjiang smirked. "No? Mother, do you know how much this white flour is worth? How about I let her join another team?"
"No!" The old lady was exasperated. She threw a dirty look at Gao Mingjiang. This son of hers was taking the side of an outsider! She was so mad!
Gao Mingjiang went up to them and filled an empty sack with 15kg of flour.
Old Mrs. Gao pressed a hand to her chest and cried out, "That's enough! That's enough!"
Feng Wu wanted to tell them that she still had more, not to mention that she could buy food everywhere when they got to Northern Yan.
However, Uncle Gao was doing her a favor, so she didn't say a word.
