The day I was abandoned by the school belle in public, I thought my life would only be gloomy - my father was seriously injured and bedridden, my family was in debt, and we couldn't even afford decent gifts. Until the migratory birds accidentally bound to the "agricultural counterattack system" to counterattack life. "Writing life with words, looking for spiritual happiness and soul" | "Producing gold from hoeing", also known as "After being dumped by the school belle, my system makes millions a day" started from contracting an abandoned farmland, met the love of my life, and went to the world with digital agricultural technology, a gift that will never lie in my life - "Every seed hides the possibility of counterattack."
