Wu: "Since you guys agreed on this, let your grandfather go! After all, it was your grandfather who hired those people!"

Li Yan nodded and said, "Then wait until I have exchanged the silver and money, please take the trouble to help me make the trip."

Mr. Li waved his hand and said nonchalantly, "Giving money to people is a good thing. It's not a matter of whether it's hard work or not."

Li Yan then took out two taels of silver from her pocket and stuffed it into Wu's hand: "Grandma, this is money to replenish you, please keep it!"

Wu rubbed the silver in her hand and said, "This is too much. I don't even need all this!"

Li Yan: "Please keep it, the extra money is a gift to you. It's not a festival now!"

When Mrs. Wu heard her granddaughter say this, she stopped refusing, put the silver and money in her arms, and the old couple went home happily.

Li Yan and her sister-in-law cleaned up the dishes. Li Xiaomei asked Li Yan to go back to her room to rest while she washed the remaining dishes.

Li Yan returned to her room, lay on the bed and thought for a moment, then stood up, picked up a pen and paper and began to write a storybook. This month, she was busy at home and had only handed the storybook to Zheng Hui twice. She happened to be going to town tomorrow, so she had nothing to do now and could write another one.

The story of Sun Wukong's three fights with the White Bone Demon was previously written, and Li Yan continued to write the next story.

By the time Li Erlang came back, Li Yan had almost finished writing the story of Tang Monk's encounter with the Yaksha.

Stretching her body, Li Yan walked out of the room.

Li Erlang asked his wife, "Is Lin Feng back home?"

Lin nodded: "He said he had some goods to deliver and was in a hurry, so he left after dinner!"

Li Erlang patted his wife's shoulder in comfort: "Once he's done with this, everything will be fine!"

Lin didn't believe her husband's words: "I don't think so. Didn't you hear him say yesterday that he was going south?"

Li Yan walked over to the two of them and interrupted their conversation: "Dad, I want to plant forsythia on those twenty-plus acres of wasteland at the foot of the mountain!"

Li Erlang was moved when he heard his daughter say this. Not only were the three of them not good at farming, but it would also be very difficult to reclaim the wasteland. They might not even harvest any food after working hard all year round, and they would be exhausted.

But my father has reminded me several times that I don’t need to worry about reclaiming the wasteland, and he will help me take care of it.

At this time, Li Xiaomei came into the main room with food and interrupted their conversation: "Hurry up and wash up, it's time to eat!"

Lin Shi helped his younger sister set the table, and they all sat down and continued the previous topic while eating.

Li Erlang took a sip of millet porridge and said, "Your idea is good, but your grandfather has said several times that he will help us farm. I can't just refuse him!"

Li Yan patted her chest confidently and said, "Dad, leave this to me. I'll talk to Grandpa and I'm sure he'll agree!"

Li Xiaomei listened to the conversation between the father and daughter with a confused look on her face. She asked her sister-in-law in confusion: "What are they talking about?"

Lin: "Didn't your brother buy that barren mountain a while ago? He also allocated the more than 20 acres of wasteland at the foot of the mountain to our family. They were just discussing what to plant next year!"

Li Xiaomei suddenly realized: "That wasteland is not old or young. Although there is no tax for three years after reclaiming the wasteland, it takes a lot of fertilizer and effort to grow crops on it!"

Li Yan nodded in agreement. "I just think it's time-consuming and laborious to cultivate land and grow crops, so I want to plant forsythia there. Aunt, you heard from my uncle yesterday that it's very valuable!"