"Uncle Chen, actually, the plum trees are easy to handle," Chun Nuan wasn't really reluctant to spend ten taels of silver; she just wanted to see how greedy the Chen family would be, "I'll find a few people to dig them up and transplant them elsewhere; it won't be affected."
"Who says so? Trees die when moved, people thrive when moved. The plum trees have grown so big that one move and they'll surely die, really. We don't particularly want the plum trees, it's just a remembrance left by my mother; we can't let it just get ruined like that."
"That's true. Well, let's forget it, we'll have the Geomancer choose another place." Chun Nuan turned to Zhao Minghua and said, "Let's go, we can't be too selfish and put Uncle Chen in a difficult position."
Zhao Minghua was stunned for a moment but quickly caught up with Chun Nuan's pace.
After walking a few steps, Zhao Minghua wanted to ask if Chun Nuan really didn't want it anymore, but then the Chen family called out from behind.
