Young Master Min withdrew his gaze and asked, "Taking a nap at this hour, is Mother ill?"
"No," Chunyan laughed and pointed at the Marquis, "This afternoon he was busy with matters in the back yard, and now he's tired and fallen asleep, there's no need for Young Master to worry!"
Young Master Min nodded obediently, slung his small backpack over his shoulder and went back to his room with Erquan. He spread paper on the desk and turned to Erquan, asking, "Erquan, do you think Mother really wants those Panax notoginseng to thrive?"
Erquan replied clumsily, half-understanding, "It's hard to say, but my mother did mention that the lady's harvest from both her estates isn't good, and even the tenants on the estates are struggling to survive. The lady waived their rent this year, yet some are still starving. I'm sure the lady wants to plant something that yields well to feed those tenants."
So that's how it is.
