Manbao ignored what her father said; she hadn't told him yet that she would also provide them with wheat seeds.
She directly found Bai Shan to discuss quietly, "Can your family supply all the wheat seeds?"
Bai Shan said, "It shouldn't be a big problem. It's just the autumn harvest now, and there's been a drought near the capital this year. Longzhou was also slightly affected, so Grandma certainly didn't sell the harvested wheat."
So, he should be able to gather wheat seeds for a few hundred acres.
Bai Shan asked, "This is also a big deal, should we not tell Uncle Zhou?"
"Let's wait until after the Mid-Autumn Festival," Manbao said, "At least let my father have a good holiday."
Bai Shan thought that was reasonable, that once they brought the wheat seeds over, even if Uncle Zhou felt distressed, he would still use them.
Bai Shan turned to discuss with his grandmother.
