Yang Zhenshan fetched a few buckets of Spiritual Spring Water to water the Spirit Plants, then he picked some tea leaves and fried several kilograms of them.
When he came out of the Spiritual Spring Space, it was already evening.
He walked out of the study and went straight back to the main courtyard.
In the main hall of the courtyard, Yu Qingyi was talking to Ms. Wang.
"Dad!"
Upon seeing Yang Zhenshan, Ms. Wang hurriedly got up to greet him, a plump, cheerful smile on her face.
Over the past two years, Ms. Wang had slimmed down a bit, but her physique was still quite robust, and her noble aura had increased.
A village woman had transformed into a noble lady.
"Hmm, what are you two discussing?" Yang Zhenshan asked casually as he sat down.
Ms. Wang chuckled, "We're talking about that young lady from the Zhou family!"
"The Zhou family? Elder Zhou?" Yang Zhenshan asked.
