The Rebirth Summons the Hero, I Will Establish the Country Through Farming

From the dilapidated thatched roof, a few rays of cold moonlight leaked out like silver threads and fell on the dilapidated dirt floor inside the house, hitting Lin Xiao's confused face. The thatch on the roof is swaying here and there, as if it has been severely rubbed by the years. The walls are made of rough yellow mud, with pits and pits, and there are a few cracks that reveal the slightest chill. There was only a worn-out straw mat in the house, a few broken bowls and a few pieces of patched clothing piled in the corner. He suddenly sat up from the straw mat, and a torrent of unfamiliar memories flooded into his mind, making him dizzy. He felt as if his head was going to explode. Stars were shooting out in front of his eyes, and he almost fainted again. Dayin? Sharecropper? Landlord Li? This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.