Little Corn is very worried: I am so delicate, how can I live in the future~
Weed comforted: It doesn't matter, I will feed you
Little Corn squinted at it: ... I don't want to make any comments
Although I disliked it, in the end, only this weed loved it and regarded it as everything.
Little Corn: I reluctantly agree that you should raise me, and raise me well!
Weed: Uh-huh (≧▽≦)
1. The strong wild weeds attack the weak domestic ones, but only a few crops suffer.
Unknown weed attack
2. When I saw the wilting corn and the vigorously growing weeds in the crop field, I suddenly had a sudden impulse.
3. The stupid author's introduction is incompetent, read the article
Intention: