When Chunyu Yan arrived, Feng Yun was busy in the study.
This study had been tidied up before the new year; it faced the south and finally basked in the warm sunlight.
But Feng Yun wasn't resting; instead, she knelt on the cotton mat in front of the table, instructing Sister Xu on the matters of spring plowing and planting.
Sister Xu had come from the countryside and had experience with planting on the farm, but while she knew how things were done, she often did not understand why they were done.
Xiaoman listened in amazement, frequently asking questions, "Even before planting, how can you know the harvest will be poor this year?"
Sister Xu said, "Because it's already March, it's too late for tilling the land and sowing."
Xiaoman still didn't understand, "How does being late in sowing affect the harvest?"