Hearing the faint laughter of his wife and Aunt Five coming from the kitchen, Yang Ming felt a proud satisfaction. His wife could always make people happy wherever she went.
Unconsciously, the corners of his mouth lifted in a smile, even he himself hadn't noticed it.
Yang Wuzhu watched his nephew's beaming face, noting that it had been a long time since they last met, and his nephew seemed much more cheerful now, likely thanks to his wife.
"Yang Ming, what brings you here today?"
He thought that Yang Ming wouldn't visit with his wife without a reason; there must be something they needed, but he had been too excited to see them and had started catching up on family matters without asking.
"Well, Uncle Wu, there is indeed something. I need to hire fifty laborers from Xiawa Village to help me dig the land."
"Dig land?" Yang Wuzhu was shocked. He had heard that they had bought some land, but even if it was thirty acres, they surely didn't need so many people.