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After a long time, the sun and moon seemed to appear in the sky, and the years seemed to begin to flow.
One day, two days...
Half a month later, the big white roots grew. He pulled out the roots one by one, then sowed the seeds again and watered them.
As the weather went back and forth, it became cloudy and sunny, and when the raindrops fell, Chen Yu, who was standing by the field in a daze not knowing what to think, started to dig ditches to divert water to avoid the rain.
Later, half of the land was filled with harvested white roots, and he had to cultivate the other half.
In this space, for a long time, I have tried all the new things I can think of, but in the end it was all boring. I could only plant, and watch the seeds sprouting out of the ground, and a kind of achievement emerged spontaneously.
This has become almost everything to him.
Chen Yu never thought about leaving. If he still had this thought at the beginning, then after working hard again and again, it seemed that he had completely dispelled it.
He wants to farm until... how long?
How long is a long time? Forget it, plant it first and then talk about it.
Rain or shine, day and night.
When there were weeds growing in the field, he pulled them out. With each weed he pulled out, the distracting thoughts that wanted to leave were reduced by two points. He cultivated with more determination.
Eventually, the entire land was covered, and the tall white roots stacked up like mountains formed a mountain range that stretched before our eyes.
It had obviously been a long time, but Chen Yu still looked young. But at this time, he never thought about this. He only looked up tremblingly, a little dull, and his movements were stiff, wanting to wave the hoe and continue to plant new white roots.
However, there is no place left.
Push it outside the earth? As soon as the thought came up, a surging sense of guilt arose, making him stop thinking about it.
After working for a long time, I can only spare a small space.
Only enough for one seed.
"One... one..."
This is the last one.
A flash of light came on, and the turbidity in his eyes gradually dissipated.