Before Shen Ningning could even speak, the old village chief's gaze turned sharp.
He scolded sternly, "You there, from Second Aunt's household! What you're saying is wrong."
"After Ningning became the Commandery Princess, she gave us all the provisions from the food estate the court granted her."
"Every month, I've distributed your share of the grain to you, calculated according to the number of people in our village."
"With all that grain, your family is just you and your wife. By now, you've probably stored enough to fill two large vats. And you're still complaining it's not enough to eat?"
"Are you saying this now because you think I haven't been giving you enough? Are you accusing me of holding back your share?"
The villager waved his hands hastily. "That's not what I meant, Village Chief! Please don't be angry."
Sister-in-law Liu, however, stepped forward to speak reasonably.
"Thanks to Ningning's help, we've never been short on things like rice, flour, or salt at home."
