
The African Farm Owner
非洲农场主
- Status
- Completed
- Length
- 2.3M Words
- Genre
- Urban
- Subgenre
- Urban Life
- Updated
- 6y ago
- English
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808Chapters
53.4kRecommendations
31.6kFans
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Dude, you really think this is a good book? It lets you take all the animals home, whether you like it or not, and then you fight poaching for the animals—that's fine, but going to do drug enforcement is a bit suicidal, isn't it? People need to have some self-awareness. This is Africa, not our home! Do you really think tribal militias are just a few people?
Go write a business novel instead. A farming novel with hundreds of chapters is still about someone using all sorts of tricks to buy your farm. Why not title it "My Farm Cannot Be Acquired"?
Everything was going well until suddenly a child came along and I had to be a stay-at-home dad, and my mood instantly soured. I don't understand why we have to bring a little kid into our perfectly good farming. Are we trying to plant a baby in the spring and harvest a bunch of babies in the fall?
Africa? You're still talking about farming? The premise is ruined. In the eyes of modern people, Africa is synonymous with death, war, and viruses. I wonder if farming in Africa will just turn you into a warlord? It's bound to veer off-topic, and sure enough, the story is full of inexplicable conspiracies and schemes, completely deviating from the typical farming story.
Wow, I could understand the sapling growing naturally, and the deception and even fabrication to cover it up, but to change it to a child sent by someone else and make up stories like this is really too much. Now they're even testing the DNA... This handling is terrible.
The first hundred or so chapters were alright, but it seems like everything changed after the author picked up a daughter. It's like a completely different author; it's full of scheming and backstabbing, and I lost all interest in reading it. I looked at the table of contents and saw that 90% of it was like that, so I just gave up. Another key point is that this book has absolutely nothing to do with farming or rural life; it's all about conspiracies and intrigues.
I'm afraid to read it... There's too little... I'm afraid I'll get stuck there... I'll just let it rest for a while...
This kid's arrival is so absurd! Is a child a standard feature in farming novels? Can't he even swim?!
I quite liked the first forty chapters, but I didn't like the description in chapter forty-one. Personally, I felt it was unnecessary to write it that way. The child didn't appear suddenly; someone else gave him the child. Why was he so hesitant, letting the girl he liked misunderstand that it was his own child? Why didn't he explain? Was it just to add drama to his romantic history?
He inexplicably picked up a child, and when facing the female protagonist, he was so tongue-tied that he couldn't even explain that he found him? Or did he suddenly lose his mind and become speechless? He inexplicably took the blame. He didn't ask the black driver where he found the child, nor did he inquire which parents abandoned him, nor did he report it to the police, nor did he even ask his…