Sun Bingnan finally swallowed the pastry and grinned, showing off his big white teeth, "I'm just eager to report my achievements to the leaders. I didn't even go back to Daqing Mountain Village, because I wanted you to see these two trucks of tree seedlings. These are high-quality seedlings that the Jia Family Brothers helped me get in touch with; they're cold-hardy, drought-resistant, and alkaline soil tolerant, the most suitable for planting in the mountains."
Chuxia circled around the trucks twice, nodding continually, "They are indeed good, and this season is just perfect for planting trees."
"Don't worry, a few days ago my family called me and said the tree pits on the mountain have all been dug out, just waiting for me to bring the seedlings back."
Chuxia couldn't help but laugh, "Uncle Sun is still so impatient. If you couldn't bring the seedlings back, then those pits would have been dug for nothing."
Sun Bingnan slapped his chest, "That can't happen."
