Zhang Shan had realized what was going on, but he found it somewhat unbelievable. Seeds planted yesterday sprouting today? Wasn't that a bit too unbelievable?
Zhang Shan, who had been farming for decades, had never heard of such a scenario.
"Dad, I told you the ginseng seeds we planted yesterday have sprouted today!" Zhang Ling excitedly looked at Zhang Shan.
"You girl, are you pulling your dad's leg again?" Zhang Shan started to doubt, but looking at Zhang Ling's expression, it didn't seem like she was lying.
"Look, what did I tell you? A good girl led astray by Li Xiaobao. Don't worry about what kind of seeds they are; how can they sprout overnight? Even an immortal doesn't have that power!" Zhang Laicai thought this was another chance to criticize Li Xiaobao.
"Talking to you is pointless, and you think you're still an accountant, unable to even figure out your own accounts!" Zhang Ling despised Zhang Laicai and pulled Zhang Shan out of the village committee's gate.