Transmigrating a Thousand Years into the Past, I Return Home to Farm and Build an Estate

Xia Xiaoyin had one regret: her grandmother, who had raised her since childhood, had suffered a stroke and could no longer get around. She had returned to their hometown, where Xia Xiaoyin's grandfather looked after her. Xia Xiaoyin hadn't earned any money or gone back to spend time with her grandmother. She hadn't even seen her one last time before she died.

In her boundless regret, she was given the chance to start over.

“Ding! Your livestream farming System has been successfully bound. Please check it.”

“...” Xia Xiaoyin paused. That familiar feeling?

“888?”

“...Host, long time no see. Looking forward to working with you again!”

They were working together again. Both the girl and the System were in high spirits.

Later, viewers in the livestream room made every possible preparation to grab a few vegetables, while all kinds of bigwigs used every trick in the book to visit Nuanyin Manor.

Xia Xiaoyin: “You're exaggerating, you're exaggerating.”