The oxen pulls the plow and plows the ground, while the man behind him drives the oxen with a whip in one hand.

This is the traditional farming method that has been used since ancient times.

Until now, some remote rural areas still use this traditional method to plow their fields.

Even if there are oxen pulling the plow ahead, the physical exertion is still very high. Fortunately, Lu Yiming's physical strength is pretty good now, and the old scalper is also very obedient.

Lu Yiming wanted to know if those players who didn't have cattle had to dig the soil with their own hoes. That would be too miserable.

I don’t know how long it took, but a small piece of soft land was finally reclaimed.

Lu Yiming rubbed the ox's back, his head covered with sweat. The scorching sun in the sky was getting hotter and hotter.

The next step is to divert stream water into the fields.

In order to save effort, Lu Yiming directly burned a ditch with blue fire and introduced the stream water into the sunken field. However, this step did not require too much water at the beginning, it was just to moisten the land.

Then level the fields.

Lu Yiming divided the plowed land into four pieces.

Then use a rake to level the fields.

At this point, the preparation work is completed.

The "Farming Guide" says that the first step in growing rice is to raise seedlings.

Sow the rice in moist soil and allow it to sprout and grow until it is ready for transplanting.

Materials required for this step include land, seeds, manure...

What the hell is fecal water?

Lu Yiming raised his head and looked at the unknown building near the cabin.

Two buckets and poles were placed aside.

Damn it, I thought that thing was just a decoration, but I didn't expect it to be a cesspool.

In short, after an operation that greatly reduced one's appetite, a wet field was covered with an unknown black object.

Then the rice is sown.

Lu Yiming completed this step with one hand covering his nose.

Close the door, open the door.

Through the crack in the door of the hut, Lu Yiming saw that when the door was closed, it became pitch black outside.

After the door is opened, I come back during the day and the day has passed.

After turning it on and off about 7 times in a row, Lu Yiming finally saw a hint of greenery from the ground.

After about 20 times, the seedlings grew taller and taller, but after Lu Yiming opened the door for the 25th time, the system prompt suddenly popped up.

[Ding! The seedlings you cultivated were eaten by wild boars at night, and the yield was reduced by 50%]

"ha?"

Lu Yiming looked at the half-destroyed seedlings in confusion.

Where did your wild boar come from?

...

A girl with snow-haired clothes and a bamboo hat was sitting alone on the shore. She didn't want to do any farming, and she didn't want to read that farming book.

Since ancient times, there has been no such thing as fox farming, and little foxes really don’t understand these things.

The fox's cunning is not used in places like this.

Where is the young master?

This is a closed place. She wandered around for a long time but couldn't find a way to get out.

She also dived into the lake, but she couldn't see the end.

Suddenly, a white light group appeared on the river bank, attracting her attention.

The little fox blinked.

What kind of game system does this say? Through the white portal, you can go to other people's scenery, right?

Maybe we can find the young master!

She rushed over without hesitation and plunged into the ball of light.

In the dazzling white light, the little fox appeared next to a country house similar to hers.

[Ding! You have entered someone else’s scene!]

A somewhat confused old voice sounded from behind her.

"Are you...little girl Lili?"

"who!"

The little fox turned his head suddenly, fox ears appeared on his hair, two long tails of different sizes also grew from the back of his buttocks, and orange-red fire appeared in his hands.

She saw an old man in green clothes carrying a hoe.

"..."

The girl and the old man looked at each other, both of them were stunned for a moment.

"What? Dog ears? Dog tail?"

Grandpa scratched his little remaining hair and said, "Why haven't I woke up yet? This dream is getting weirder and weirder, and it's so real."

When the old man woke up, he was confused by the prompts of the game system. He didn't know a few words, but he still understood farming and seeds.

After all, the land has been planted all my life.

Grandpa always thought he was dreaming. When he found that he couldn't wake up, he took out the farm tools from the hut and started cultivating the field.

Once you return to your old profession, you will become familiar with it.

"Grandpa...Hello grandpa..."

The little fox became extremely nervous.

She even forgot to take back her fox ears and tail, so she just stood there stupidly, not knowing what to say.

Isn’t this the young master’s grandfather?!

When the young master was by her side, she could talk to him casually, but now that the young master was gone, she lost a communicator...

The girl's little face was stained with a shy blush.

If the little fox knows human descriptive sentences, he will know that this feeling is like the feeling when a man goes to his parents-in-law's house for the first time and his girlfriend runs away halfway.

That's quite embarrassing.

The little fox now felt that he was being scrutinized by the young master's grandfather.

"Hey, as we get older, our dreams become more and more strange. Do I really want to hold my great-grandchild?"

"Then you should also dream about that big girl..."

Grandpa sat down on the stone steps of the hut with a hoe, patted the place next to him, and said with a kind expression:

"Little girl, come on, come and sit for a while. It's just a dream anyway. Grandpa has something to tell you."

"grandfather......"

The little fox walked over and sat on the stone steps, taking a careful look at the old man with a weathered face.

In front of other people, she knows that she is actually older than them, so when humans engage in age discrimination, the little fox is very disdainful.

But this old man is not only the young master's only relative, but also an elder to her.

Grandpa looked at the land in front of him where he had loosened a lot of land, and sighed softly.

Even in my dreams, I am still farming. I really have nothing to do with farming in my life.

He supported his seven children by farming, and all six of them went their separate ways, and the only one left died in an accident.

Grandpa asked abruptly: "Little girl, what do you think of Yiming?"

The little fox's expression condensed, and she slowly raised her red eyes. She seemed to have heard the bellbird ask this question not long ago.

When the old man saw that the little fox didn't answer, he remembered that he was dreaming. How could the person in the dream answer his question casually?

Grandpa couldn't help but smile bitterly.

It's true that the older you get, the more dementia you get.

He looked back and found that the girl's eyes had become extremely gentle, as if she was recalling something happy.

The little fox smiled and said:

"When Lili first met the young master, she hated him at first. After all, humans and everything else are evil creatures in Lili's heart."

"But during those few nights, Lili saw that the young master was actually very similar to Lili. Such a person would definitely not hurt Lili, so Lili wanted to stay with him."

Weird adjective.

But the old man still heard the little girl's attachment to his grandson.

Grandpa thought about it.

If you think about it every day and dream about it at night, at what point did you unknowingly acknowledge the existence of this little girl?

But this dream is getting more and more outrageous.

I don't know when it will end.

Forget it, since it is a dream to farm, then just keep farming.
Chapter completed!