The Humble Family's Daughter Has A Spatial Pocket! novel Chapter 95

Chapter 95: Chapter 82, Planting Watermelons_l

The next morning, under Yan Zhiqiang’s guidance, Daohua and Old Lady Yan set off for the newly purchased estate.

Yan Wenxiu and the other male children needed to study and couldn’t go. Yan Yihuan and her sisters stayed behind because Madam Li needed them to meet the matchmaker. Old Lady Yan couldn¹1 look after so many by herself, so they didn’t go either.

Sun Family had the time, but having grown up in the countryside and accustomed to farming life, she had no interest in the estate. She would rather spend her time thinking about clothes and accessories.

Madam Wu needed to care for Yan Wenhui and had discovered a month earlier she was pregnant. She wanted to visit the estate but was worried the carriage ride might jostle her too much, so she didn’t go either.

The estate was just outside the prefectural city, and it took less than an hour to reach.

First, Yan Zhiqiang took Old Lady Yan and Daohua to the main estate.

Upon arriving, Old Lady Yan followed Yan Zhiqiang to meet the tenant farmers, while Daohua took Wang Manman to see the fields.

By noon, Daohua had returned to the estate.

Seeing Daohua with sweat on her forehead, Old Lady Yan immediately called her over and personally wiped her dry with a handkerchief, “Although we have entered April, the weather is still a bit chilly. Running around outside, be careful not to catch a cold.”

Daohua smiled and replied, then said, “Grandmother, I’ve checked out the fields, and the soil of our estate is quite fertile.”

Old Lady Yan chuckled without amusement, “Your third uncle is an old hand at farming. Could he possibly make a mistake in his own inspection?” Daohua quickly shook her head, “I didn’t mean that. I just wanted to say that the estate third uncle picked is really good.” After saying this, she turned to Yan Zhiqiang, who was nearby, and gave him two thumbs up with a smile.

Yan Zhiqiang shook his head with a smile, then sighed, “We bought this estate a bit too late. I originally planned to plant our own grain, but alas, the spring planting has already been done.”

Daohua said, “Grandmother, third uncle, I just took a look, and there are quite a few dry fields still vacant. Didn’t I save some watermelon seeds last year? Let’s use those fields to grow watermelons!”

Since the Yan Family had come to Xingzhou, they’d had more expenses, and she had seen Madam Li sighing over the account books several times. She had also encountered Ping Tong going out with Madam Li’s dowry jewelry, probably to pawn it.

in ancient times, watermelons were a rather rare fruit and commanded a high price. After harvesting, it could help ease the financial imbalance of the Yan Family. And with her uncle’s sales connections in the provincial capital, they wouldn’t have to worry about selling them.

Yan Zhiqiang hesitated a bit, “Is it too late to plant them now?”

Daohua replied, “No, we’re just about ten days behind. It shouldn’t be a problem.” Those watermelon seeds were from a crop grown in her space, so there was no doubt about their quality.

Uncertain, Yan Zhiqiang looked to Old Lady Yan.

Old Lady Yan, thinking of last year’s lush watermelon patch, paused for a moment then decisively said, “Plant them!”

Although Madam Wu was now in charge of the household, she still had a general idea about the Yan Family’s financial situation. In recent years, the family had been relying on her dowry for support.

Now, seeing the children growing up day by day, with weddings and dowries on the horizon all requiring silver, if they didn’t think of a way to save some silver, the future marriages of their grandchildren would be a challenge.

After all, in his heart, he would do whatever his grandmother said. Afterward, Old Madam Yan and her companions had lunch at the estate, and in the afternoon, they visited Daohua¹ s smaller farm.