I Became a Farming Blogger After Achieving Financial Freedom

Lu Xichao had been the textbook “good kid” since childhood, pushing himself harder and harder at every step. During his career’s upswing, he joined a major company and worked day and night for his projects, losing most of his life, a little of his health, and all of his spiritual aspirations. At least he hadn’t fallen into consumerism, and had saved up a huge sum of money.

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Just as he was getting ready to resign and escape this alienated way of life, his department was cut. Holding his N+2 compensation package, Lu Xichao was dumbfounded when he realized he already had enough money to lie flat for the rest of his life.

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After turning down several invitations to keep grinding, he rented a sprawling, weed-choked courtyard in a small town with beautiful scenery and springlike weather all year round. He picked up a grubby little dog, and from then on, woke up naturally every day, grew vegetables and flowers, renovated the house and courtyard, shopped for groceries and cooked. In the mornings, he chatted and gossiped with the neighbors; in the afternoons, he read, wrote, and filmed videos in the pavilion in his little courtyard. Life was wonderful.

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Gradually, his courtyard became a famous local attraction. He got to know the neighbors and discovered that everyone had their own fascinating stories. He became a well-known short-video creator, and even his dog won championships in racing and beauty contests.

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At some point, a tall, quiet man started showing up among the friends who often dropped by. The man, He Chengyi, was nicknamed “dark-skinned big-boobed man” by Lu Xichao’s friends. He was the owner of a famous local eco-farm, yet the esteemed Mr. He routinely helped Lu Xichao wash vegetables, cook, pull weeds, and plant trees. He had also become the dog’s favorite guest.

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One day, when Lu Xichao caught He Chengyi gazing at him with that same silent, unwavering look, he joked, “Why are you staring at me every day? Don’t tell me you like me.”

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For once, the usually expressionless He Chengyi blushed. “You... figured it out?”

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Who would have thought that a farming blogger would become a romance blogger, too?

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