When Jiang Yuwu opened his eyes, he became an ancient farmer, starting with ten acres of thin farmland.
He rolled up his sleeves: growing vegetables, cooking, earning money to open a restaurant, and support the old man and his old lady.
Next door, the ferocious hunter Chen Yao passed by carrying a bloody wild deer, his eyes as fierce as if he wanted to eat people.
Jiang Yuwu stared at the honey-colored tendons and swallowed: it must feel good.
Later, Orion became a frequent visitor to his vegetable garden.
"Try the newly pickled pickles?"
Chen Yao held the melon in his mouth and said vaguely: "Yeah, sweet."
——Jiang Yuwu smiled: People are sweeter.
Concept: I like your eyes with stars when you look at me