Blending of Planes: I am leisurely farming

"How is your mother Pam now?" Sean asked with concern while gently giving Penny a massage. His skillful movements made him look like an old master who was doing bone massage.

Since the successful alcohol abstinence campaign, Pam has successfully quit her alcohol addiction, but her hot temper does not seem to have been restrained. Sometimes her voice becomes even louder when she scolds people.

Penny frowned slightly, seeming to be a little confused about how to answer.

She took a deep breath, twisted her neck that was pressed by Sean, and slowly said, "Mom... since she quit drinking, her addiction to alcohol has indeed been cured. However, her temper is still the same. Sometimes when she gets angry, the sound can shake the roof."

"She still hasn't thought about finding a job. Every day she either sleeps on the sofa or goes to Gus's pub to chat. Doesn't it seem that she is causing more trouble to Gus?" She shook her head with a wry smile, a hint of helplessness in her eyes.

"Sean, do you have any good ideas?" she turned to Sean and asked.

Subconsciously, Penny has already regarded Sean as her support, and subconsciously asks for his opinion when encountering difficulties.

Sean stopped what he was doing, thought seriously for a moment and then said, "I do have an idea, but whether it can be realized in the end depends on your mother's opinion."

"Really?!" Penny's eyes flashed with anticipation when she heard that. She turned her head excitedly, almost leaning her whole body on Sean's arm. "Tell me quickly, what's your idea?"

"I've noticed that some 15- or 16-year-old children in the town have a hard time because they don't go to school. Luckily, the postman Haji found Grandma Evelyn and got a good job. The others either became apprentices for their elders or did the heaviest work for the lowest salary." Sean changed the subject.

"Didn't your mother use to be a bus driver in the city? I thought of letting them learn to drive from your mother, so that they can learn a skill to make a living." Sean slowly told his plan.

"Is mother's temper okay?" Penny asked subconsciously without thinking about anything else.

"As the saying goes, 'A strict teacher produces excellent students.' And since she has an excellent educator like you, it means that she also has talent in this area. You have to believe in yourself." Sean praised Penny in disguise from a genetic perspective.

"Really?" Penny tilted her head and thought about it, then frowned. "But Pelican Town is small and remote. They have nowhere to use their driving skills even if they learn how to drive."

Sean smiled and said confidently, "Little fool, have you forgotten the plan I told you before? I am also preparing talents for the logistics team in the future."

Although Penny was still a little worried, she was also inspired by Sean's confidence. She asked softly, "But there is no special driving school in Pelican Town, and my mother doesn't have a car for teaching."

Sean patted the back of Penny's hand and comforted her, "These are not problems. Ask your mother's wishes first. I will find a way to solve the venue and the training car."

In fact, since Sean and Haley had a frank discussion about the future plans of the town a few days ago, Haley generously took out 100G from her own small treasury and gave it to Sean to support his plan.

As the saying goes, if you have food in your hands, you will not be worried. This is also the source of Sean's confidence in speaking now.

This angel round investment is undoubtedly a timely relief for Sean, solving his urgent problem of capital shortage.

As for Sean, the option of sacrificing 100G has always existed in Sean's mind. Now that he has this money, why doesn't Sean choose to sacrifice?

It’s not that Sean didn’t try, but the sacred tree never responded. The conditions for the sacrifice of money were very harsh, and it only accepted the money Sean earned through farm production.

This condition made Sean feel helpless, but he also sensed some of the profound meaning of the sacred tree.

Seeing that Sean seemed to be deep in thought, Penny asked worriedly, "Is this too much pressure on you?"

Sean came back to his senses and looked at Penny's concerned eyes, his heart warmed. He smiled and shook his head, saying, "Don't worry, I know what I'm doing."

Then, he explained to Penny in detail the plan and treatment for hiring Pam as a coach: "I will pay your mother a basic salary as a coaching fee, and I will add a bonus for each student I teach to drive. We can discuss the specific amount later."

"Well, I will definitely convince my mother." Penny felt that Sean's idea was more and more feasible. Maybe her mother Pam would change because of this opportunity.

"One more thing," Sean added, "Regarding the design of the training ground, just ask your mother to give me a rough sketch. If she can't draw, she can ask Robin for help."

Because he was not familiar with the specific facilities and lane specifications of the driving training ground, Sean left the matter to Pam. He only needed to use his soil control ability to harden the relevant facilities according to the subsequent drawings.

As for the place to practice driving, he planned to ask Lewis for help. There were so many vacant wastelands in Pelican Town, and he believed that Lewis would not refuse this proposal to benefit the children of Pelican Town.

After discussing the matters, Sean reluctantly took his fingers away from Penny's graceful back.

With the pretext of the conversation just now, Sean's massage techniques became more and more unrestrained, and the area explored became larger and larger.

This made the conservative Penny blush the whole time. She felt comfortable but also nervous as she let Sean do whatever he wanted.

Fortunately, it was finally over. While Penny breathed a sigh of relief, she suddenly began to miss the feeling of those rubbing fingers.

"What a bad guy." Penny said coquettishly as she watched Sean's back disappear around the corner of the path.

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The mayor was naturally very busy, as they were trying their best to clear the road that was damaged by the landslide. With Haley's generous donation, the progress of the project was like a shot in the arm, and it was significantly accelerated.

When Sean found Lewis, he was wearing a wide-brimmed straw hat. He was standing at the bottom of the disaster site, directing the porters who were carrying rocks on their shoulders.

When Lewis saw Sean, a friendly smile appeared on his face. He took off his straw hat, fanned it a few times, and walked towards Sean.

“Sean, what do you want to talk to me about?” Lewis’ voice was a little hoarse, but still full of energy.

Sean nodded and explained his purpose to Lewis. He elaborated on his plan to let the young people in the town learn to drive, and hoped that Lewis could provide a suitable driving practice ground.

"Oh? That's a good idea. It's always good for young people to learn some skills." After hearing this, Lewis nodded slightly to show his agreement.

He pondered for a moment, then raised his head, pointed to the south and said, "There is a large open space on the south beach that should meet your requirements. However, the road to that place is blocked by a broken bridge. If you can repair the bridge, I will give you the land."

"Is there no other place? It's not easy to build this bridge and make it open to traffic." By chance, the place Lewis pointed to was the beach that Sean was going to explore with Petra later.

To repair a broken bridge of that size to the point where it can be used for traffic, it would be better to just rebuild it with concrete and steel.

"There are a lot of vacant wastelands, but few are flat and open. Outside of the town, there are mountains and cliffs all around. It's too dangerous for children to practice driving there."

The broken bridge has not been repaired for many years, and fishermen in the south have complained about it. It just so happens that someone has come to take on this job now.

Lewis looked at Sean with a smile, as if he had already defeated him.

"As expected, there is no free lunch from the mayor. The community center he gave me last time is still abandoned. This time, I have to build a bridge before I can develop the site."

There was no hope of getting something for nothing, Sean sighed, and finally took the job.

There is such a large piece of land in front of the Broken Bridge, which is more than enough to build dozens of driving schools. Now we can just build a bridge and use it. Why not do it?