Song Juan looked at Xia Zhihuai for a moment, somewhat speechless. Xia Zhihuai felt a bit uneasy under his stare and smiled, "Just kidding. I plan to return to Taohua Village to farm."
Wanwan immediately nodded, "Yes, to plant peach trees."
"I've become quite skilled at planting trees. Uncle Song, when the trees in the garden bear fruit, I'll send you a basket," Xia Zhihuai said as he tousled Wanwan's soft and fluffy hair.
Song Juan raised his hand and rubbed Wanwan's head, "Alright, then I'll handle your peaches in the future. I'll just continue being your and your brother's lawyer. Do you think that will work?"
Wanwan didn't hesitate at all, immediately nodding, "Okay."
She could indeed plant peach trees now, and the peaches were large, beautiful, and had a great taste.
Xia Zhihuai, who had been completely ignored throughout, watched the playful interaction between the elder and the younger, and settled the matter in his mind.