53. Unscrupulous Capitalist_1

Song Tan returned home to find that rice grain seeds were being sun-dried in the yard.

"Mom, are you getting ready to plant the seeds already?"

Wu Lan glanced at her and said irritably, "Of course, we are! You're the one whose lips flap about planting this and that; we're the old bones who end up getting tired!"

Song Tan thought to herself that if it were the old days, she would definitely be worried. But now, with Spiritual Energy silently nourishing them daily, just look at the two of you; even young people can't compare!

But what could she do with her own mother?

All she could do was cajole her in a gentle tone:

"Isn't raising children just like this? Care for a child for a hundred years, worries for ninety-nine. By that calculation, mom, you still have over forty years of worries ahead of you!"

While chuckling, she quickly pushed Qiaoqiao towards her:

"Mom, look, your precious son found treasures on the road too!"

Wu Lan looked down: