"Oh!" Upon hearing about the silk bean seeds, Yang Chuxia temporarily put aside all matters concerning Yang Aoshuang. "Then I’ll go to my grandpa."
Saying so, she dashed over to Land Officer Yang’s house. By the time she arrived, Land Officer Yang was about to leave, but upon seeing her, he busily said, "Good timing, I was just about to find you."
"Grandpa, are you going to talk about the silk bean seeds?" Yang Chuxia quickly ran a few steps forward, helped Land Officer Yang into the house, and asked.
"Yes, indeed. Didn’t we select some villagers last time to plant silk beans? These days, everyone has turned over their land. Yesterday, Uncle Old Gen asked when to start planting and about the silk bean seeds."
Yang Chuxia thought for a moment and said, "Grandpa, the silk bean seeds can be distributed tomorrow. But we must clarify one thing first, the seeds will have to be bought, I can’t just give them away. Otherwise, they’ll just be planting and selling the beans back to me, making me bear the cost, which only a fool would do, right?"
Upon hearing this, Land Officer Yang was taken aback at first, but then agreed.
He nodded, "There’s no problem with that. I’ll explain to them later. But girl, you can’t price them too high. We’re all farming folks, not so wealthy."
"Grandpa, you really are a good land officer, always thinking about the well-being of the villagers." Yang Chuxia laughed upon hearing this, "Regarding the price of the silk bean seeds, don’t worry. My price will be the same as the market price for soybeans. Actually, we have some silk beans available here, albeit not much. A household can buy just enough to plant and eat. If they can find a way to buy more on their own, they are welcome to do that too. I will buy what they produce."
"That’s what you said, girl. Silk bean seeds are not easy to buy, and not many families have them." Land Officer Yang said, "Even if a family has the seeds, they usually don’t have a lot. It’s impossible to plant them on a large scale. They will still have to buy from you."
"Alright, I understand. I’ll have the silk bean seeds brought out tomorrow." Yang Chuxia then asked, "Is Grandmother not home?"
"She’s not!" Land Officer Yang shook his head, "She’s gone to your Uncle Dayong’s in-laws’ house."
"Uncle Dayong’s in-laws’ house?" Yang Chuxia was puzzled at first. But then she realized that she had never met Dayong’s wife since arriving in Great Zhou.
"Yes!" Land Officer Yang said, "Your Uncle Dayong is not young anymore. His future sister-in-law’s father passed away a few years ago, and after mourning for several years, it’s time to start making arrangements for the wedding."
"Oh! Then I must congratulate Uncle Dayong." Yang Chuxia smiled and asked, "Will my Uncle return home in a while?"
The uncle mentioned by Yang Chuxia refers to Land Officer Yang’s other son, who is often away from home working. He’s left a son at home for Yang to take care of, but he’s rarely home himself.
"Who knows? We sent him a letter few days ago, but don’t know if he’ll return or not."
Land Officer Yang’s face fell when his absent son was mentioned, and he started puffing continuously on his pipe.
Seeing that Land Officer Yang was hesitant to speak more about his other son, Yang Chuxia didn’t push the topic. She chatted with Land Officer Yang about other things and then went back home.
When she arrived home, Ye Zi’an had just come over from his small building. Seeing her, he greeted her with a smile, "I haven’t seen you all day. Where have you been? You didn’t even eat breakfast at home."