The Little Farmer of Mountains and Rivers

Damn it, after reading too many novels like this, I resolutely resigned from Ali's dad last week and returned to my hometown in the mountains with the money I had saved all my life. My notebook was full of business development plans, contracting barren hills, reclaiming wasteland for planting, and was full of enthusiasm. However, where is the golden finger?

Novels like this about ranchers and fishermen are best left in China and abroad. There are no backends in China and I really can't open it. My relatives opened a farmhouse and invested more than 4 million in it. In the end, they just let the officials eat it. If you come to eat once, you will owe it first. You will pick out the expensive ones to eat. After you finish eating, you still need to take it. When the funds are gone, you can't buy it. When you went bankrupt, you owed a total of 2.7 Million yuan. If you don't let the arrears come on time the next day to check this and that, I really can't open it.

Let me ask, is it a single heroine?

A good rural article has been written by the author as a saintly article. Isn't it good to live a good life honestly? You spend all day helping this and that, and you also want to help the people of the whole country. Can you be more fucking realistic!

I like reading farming novels. I don't need to use my brain to read them when I'm tired from get off work. It's relaxing.

After seeing the electric shock in the first chapter, I didn't want to continue reading. This is a pastoral novel, about enjoying life, not a post-apocalyptic genre, an alien genre, a revenge genre, or anything like that. Someone has to point a knife at you from behind. That's not about enjoying life, it's about abusing the protagonist.

Reading farming articles makes people feel relaxed and leisurely. There is space, and the system can understand everything, but if you let the system drive you away with a whip from behind, and punish you if you don't do it, that is not relaxation, it is seeking abuse.

I can accept a little bit of intellectual downgrade and even middle school, but I can't accept the constant swearing. Bye bye! Wish you...

When asked to quit, I wrote about everything, very messy and without any theme.

What kind of rubbish is written? There are so many movements in my heart, and I feel disgusted if I overdo it n