Qiao Changshun stood to one side, watching Qiao Xiaomai with her nothing-is-wrong demeanor, and after some thought, he spoke up, "Xiaomai, should we start sowing the watermelon seeds?"
There were many things that Tong Sanlang and Qiao Xiaomai dabbled in that he didn't understand, but when it came to farming, he was superior to the two of them.
Upon hearing this, Qiao Xiaomai finally remembered the watermelons and hurriedly said, "Yes."
"Then hand me the watermelon seeds," Qiao Changshun said, stretching out his hand.
Qiao Xiaomai hummed an acknowledgment and rushed back to Mai Yuan, pretending to go get the seeds.
She had asked Yang Ye for seeds once before, and combined with the ones she had specially saved from eating watermelons, there were enough seeds for about ten acres of land.
She didn't previously reserve any land for watermelons and planned to plant them on a sloping field.
