Mo Xiaonian, a social animal, died suddenly while working overtime. Good news, she traveled through time! Bad news, she traveled to a barbaric tribe that still wore animal skins, had little food and clothing, and made a living by fishing and hunting. , And in such a difficult environment, she became a frail and sickly woman with no tomorrow after today.
Fortunately, she hugged the thick legs of the tribe and unlocked a farming space. It was no longer a dream to have enough food and clothing. She led the savages in the tribe to escape from the wasteland, occupy territory, and open fields!
Mo Xiaonian: I love farming, farming makes me happy!
Fucang: My wife loves farming, so don't force me to do it!
