While the omegas received careful instruction on which seeds suited the current season, how to place them at the proper depth, and the correct way to water the young crops, the alphas were summoned to the vast farmland and the string-marked plots that waited for them.
Su Wanyan walked with the others toward their assigned sections. But before they separated, she, Qin Yuran, and Zhao Yichen stopped for a brief moment and bumped fists.
"Good luck, you two," Su Wanyan said, her smile gentle.
"You too," Zhao Yichen replied, giving her shoulder a firm, friendly pat and grinning.
Qin Yuran clapped the other shoulder and grinned wider. "You need to win first place for the kids."
Su Wanyan nodded, the image of Mo Xingxue, Shen Guoxing, and Mo Yan rising clearly in her mind. The thought softened her expression even further. "Naturally. I want to give them the best."
