After Zhao Zhan was done with the farm, he went back and told Yue Jiaojiao that he would be treating Dashan and his wife to a meal.
"Dashan hasn't moved out yet. I don't know if he's willing to farm it with us. After all, we haven't finished planting it ourselves."
Yue Jiaojiao consoled the slightly nervous Zhao Zhan, "I think you've done a good job. Whether he's willing or not, at least you've invited him to our house to talk to him. Moreover, you can be at ease and do whatever you want to do on your own turf. Whether you succeed or fail, it can all be regarded as an accumulation of experience. There's no need to be so anxious. We can take it slowly."
Zhao Zhan usually had a cold face when he was outside. He exuded an imposing aura, and he was always a reliable person when he went out to do things.
However, in front of Yue Jiaojiao, he just wanted to do better.
Thinking about it too much caused a sense of uneasiness to grow in his heart.
