"Thank you, Grandpa!" Yang Mengchen laughed and hugged Old Master Yang, feeling very moved.
Actually, she wasn't completely certain, as she had boldly decided to experiment based on her intuition that the crops would probably grow here, and Grandpa hesitated because he worried about her. Yet, in the end, he still agreed, which truly showed how much Grandpa doted on her.
After the meal, Yang Mengchen handed Yang Chaowen a blueprint of a grain threshing machine, asking him and the workers to carefully examine whether they could make it, and then she went with Yang Chengrong to inspect the seedlings.
"Big brother, you're amazing!" Seeing the seedlings growing well, Yang Mengchen exclaimed with admiration.
