Gu Jiaojiao understood.
Sweet Girl and Xiao Yang were young, and with their parents dead, they were like a juicy piece of meat—bound to attract predators.
To be honest, ever since she'd arrived at the Qingshan Team, she'd found the general atmosphere to be quite good.
Most people were reasonable.
But with nearly two hundred households in the village, you couldn't say everyone was a good person.
Trading their belongings for grain was a way to protect themselves, at least for the time being.
'To understand all this at such a young age... she's very clever.'
Besides being clever, Sweet Girl was also very hardworking.
Beneath the shed at their home, firewood was stacked high.
Even without an adult in the house, they managed to live a decent life.
Sweet Girl's family was so poor, yet when she had found Gu Jiaojiao's money, she had returned every last cent.
