Everyone was an Agricultural Official. They had tried various methods before to increase cotton production, but always to little effect.
Everyone’s gaze involuntarily turned to An Jing. Although they still believed deep down that women shouldn’t be officials, at this moment, they genuinely admired An Jing.
An Jing really wanted to say, "I’m not worthy of your admiration. What I know came from my world, not something I discovered myself."
After clearing her throat, An Jing said, "The seedlings have been cultivated, and all that’s left is transplanting. The transplanting is easy, you just bury the Nutrition Bowl in the dug hole."
Pausing, An Jing asked, "Is there anything you don’t understand? Feel free to ask."
One Farmer official said, "Lord An, you explained everything in detail, and with Lord An’s husband demonstrating, we’ve done it ourselves. Any questions we had, we asked you during this time, and there is nothing left that we don’t understand."
The other Farmer officials echoed this, saying there was nothing they didn’t understand anymore.
Looking at the robust cotton seedlings, both Tong Nongzhi and Guo Nongzhi finally set aside their authoritative demeanor and nodded, admitting they had no more questions, even though they secretly resented An Jing and planned to deal with her if they ever held higher positions.
Since no one had any questions, An Jing’s teaching was concluded.
After sending the thirty Agricultural Officials off, An Jing dashed back to her room, rushed into the inner chamber, and tackled her husband onto the bed.
"Husband, all those people are gone!" An Jing happily rubbed her face against Xiao Changyi’s handsome face.
Su Yi Jing, Su Yixing, An Yiqing, and An Yiyun, the four little ones, were on the bed and stopped playing with their toys immediately after seeing An Jing tackle Xiao Changyi.
Su Yi Jing, Su Yixing, and An Yiqing quickly crawled towards An Jing and Xiao Changyi.
An Yiyun, who couldn’t crawl yet, had to sit there fretting, but because he couldn’t speak yet, he could only let out, "Yiya, yiya..."
Su Yi Jing, Su Yixing, and An Yiqing paid no attention to An Yiyun’s anxiety; they just kept crawling towards An Jing and Xiao Changyi.
By the time An Jing noticed them, they had already crawled right beside her. They were still in a crawling position, but their heads were lifted, smiling at An Jing.
Seeing this, An Jing felt her heart melting from their cuteness. Her sons were so adorable.
Xiao Changyi, seeing An Jing had stopped rubbing his face, followed her gaze and tilted his head to look. Seeing the three little ones beside him smiling at him, his heart softened just like An Jing’s.
"Yiya, yiya..." Seeing everyone together while he was all alone on one side of the bed, An Yiyun grew even more anxious, but he couldn’t crawl. After trying to roll over a couple of times and tiring himself out, he was left fretting again.
An Yiyun could be seen desperately patting the bed with his little hands.
"Haha!" Seeing how anxious An Yiyun was, An Jing burst into laughter from the cuteness.
Quickly, An Jing climbed off Xiao Changyi and went over to pick up little An Yiyun, laughing as she comforted him, "Yun Er, don’t be anxious. Dad, Mom, and your brothers won’t forget you. Isn’t Mom bringing you over now?"
Once An Jing picked up An Yiyun, she placed him next to Su Yi Jing and the others, and the four children gathered together again.
An Yiyun, seeing he was finally over with them, happily clapped his little hands.