Setting aside issues she couldn't figure out in the short term was Jiang Xia's way of doing things.
With this matter temporarily shelved, Jiang Xia and her father began to investigate why some seeds weren't sprouting.
After a glance, Jiang Chuan asked, "Are you sure all these seeds are alive?"
"Yes," Jiang Xia nodded.
Her confidence stemmed from a whimsical experiment where she had buried a shriveled, seemingly dead seed in the soil, only to find it sprouting the next day.
While she wasn't sure if the revival was due to the interspace's water or the soil, the miraculous revival surprised her.
Jiang Chuan looked at Jiang Xia suspiciously, only to see Jiang Xia's dissatisfied expression.
Since his daughter had asked him, he couldn't outright admit his ignorance. He offered vaguely, "Perhaps the varieties are different. Some bloom in a month, others don't for half a year."
This offhand remark gave Jiang Xia some new ideas.
