"Alright, Grandpa Ding, don't worry. You go ahead and handle your matters; by the time you return, you'll be able to enjoy the peach blossoms."
Li Sanjiang nodded, "Rest assured, Marquis Lin, I'll take care of it."
It wasn't exactly being coerced by a great-grandson—after all, Li Sanjiang was well aware that once someone makes a request, it would be rude to refuse, especially since he wasn't willing to return the house and land under his name.
Li Zhiyuan inwardly sighed with relief, not afraid of it making demands; it was the lack of demands that was concerning.
If it's just planting trees, it's nothing much, plus the land has been rented, and the money will be left behind.
"That's good then, thank you, Marquis Sanjiang."
"Look at you, what's there to thank me for, it's all part of the deal. In that case... Zhuangzhuang."
"Yes?"
"Run back and call Marquis Runsheng to bring the cart over. Let's load everything up and take it back."
