Following her finger, Wang Guihua saw her eldest son and then thought of Lin Xiaoyu. In a flash, she connected all the dots and gasped in astonishment.

Seeing his mother's mouth agape, Zhao Genlin quickly walked over and put down the basket on the carrying pole.

He held up the carrying pole and wiped the sweat from his face with the towel around his neck.

Confused, she asked, "Mother, what's wrong with you?"

Upon hearing her son's question, Wang Guihua finally shut her mouth.

He nervously looked around and found that everyone's attention was focused on discussing Wang Dingxiang and Lin Xiaoyu's sudden disappearance.

No one heard what Ning Jing had just said to her.

Seeing this, Wang Guihua finally breathed a sigh of relief.

She frowned and glanced at her eldest son again and again, leaving Zhao Genlin looking completely bewildered.

"Sister-in-law, Genlin probably doesn't have those kinds of thoughts, so don't overthink it."

Ning Jing looked at the extremely nervous Wang Guihua and the bewildered Zhao Genlin with amusement, and said softly, suppressing her laughter.

"Mom, what are you thinking?"

Zhao Genlin blushed as Ning Jing laughed, and quietly tugged at Wang Guihua's sleeve to ask.

"From now on, if you see Lin Xiaoyu in front of you, turn around and walk away. Don't pay any attention to her, understand?"

Wang Guihua spoke with a stern face.

She knew Wang Dingxiang; if they were relatives, she could tolerate it.

The thought of having her daughter as my daughter-in-law is simply unacceptable.

Genlin is the eldest son in his family, and when he gets married, he has to marry a virtuous woman.

Otherwise, not only would it be difficult for the brothers to get along, but Gendi is still too young!

Zhao Dazhu and I are not young anymore. By the time Gendi grows up, we will both be around 50.

What if Genlin is married to an unvirtuous woman who can't tolerate his only daughter?

If I had known Lin Xiaoyu had such thoughts before, I wouldn't have said much to her in the past.

Anyway, Wang Guihua looked very unhappy.

Although Zhao Genlin didn't understand what his mother meant by mentioning Lin Xiaoyu, he still cleverly nodded and agreed.

Then, he ran back to the field in a flash to continue picking sweet potatoes; physical labor suited him better.

After digging up all the sweet potatoes, Ning Jing went with others to the farm to dig out the manure piled up by the earthworms and transport it to the field.

In these fields, a thin layer was first spread, and then wheat was planted.

The wheat was provided by the mall, but Ning Jing gave the two bags of wheat directly to the village chief, who then distributed them to everyone for planting.

Tan Dingguo promised that once the wheat was grown, he would return this grain to Ningjing.

Ning Jing smiled and didn't seem to care.

She actually came up with this idea when she went to husk chaff and casually hulled and ground two bags of flour.

Because the wheat was still in its husk, when she bought wheat in the mall, she casually spent a gold coin to ask Fuqiang if the wheat could be used as seed.

Fuqiang replied that the products from the mall are definitely suitable for growing grain, and they are of excellent quality, with a shorter growing period than normal.

With good seeds and compost from earthworms, Ning Jing doesn't believe that such a plot of land can't produce a good yield.

Tan Dingguo was also very concerned about this matter.

When he received the wheat seeds, he could feel the plump grains in his hand, and Tan Dingguo knew that these were good seeds.

Barring any natural or man-made disasters, this harvest will definitely be good.