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Qin Yuan was indeed preparing for the next quarter's planting. As a farmer, he relied on the heaven and earth for food, and he could not afford to delay. Now that it was already February, it was time to....
"Dad...." Qin Yu came downstairs and sat down formally in front of him, putting paper and pen nearby. Yu Sheng was heating water to make tea, and seeing his daughter's demeanor, he could not help but feel a bit more serious.
This was the Qin family's tradition, and they took their only daughter very seriously.
So much so that they cared about her attitude.
"Dad, what are you planning to grow? Potatoes?" After writing this down on the paper, Qin Yu glanced at the potato sprouts already growing in the corner.
Qin Yuan was surprised that his daughter, who usually didn't get involved in such matters, would bring it up, but he nodded.
