After Old Madam Wang finished speaking, she did not care what Village Chief Hu thought. There were still a lot of things waiting for her to take care of.
When Wang Chuanyuan and Wang Chuanman saw the sprouts in the ground, they first surrounded them and discussed for a long time, but in the end, they could not figure it out.
"Our brains aren't working well. Why don't we go back and ask Mother?" Wang Chuanyuan scratched his head. He didn't mind working in the fields, but if he thought about these things, he would feel a headache.
He only knew that it was abnormal for these sprouts to grow so tall.
Wang Chuanman said, "Third Brother, go back and look for Mother first. I'll guard here. No matter what, these seedlings have to be planted. If we continue to let them grow like this, they'll end up snatching nutrients from each other and they won't grow anymore."
"Sure."
