Reborn at the Age of Seven, I Spend My Time Growing in the Wilds

In the last life, Little Yanzi wandered from street to beggar and broke into the deep palace. It looked like a lively scene, but in fact, every step was startling. In the end, she ended up with scars all over her body and half her life wasted. Once she was reborn, she returned to the time when she was seven years old, completely cutting off the wanderings and illusions of the past. She did not enter the palace, wander around, or cling to the powerful. She found a dilapidated mountain house to settle down, and guarded a wasteland to open up wasteland for cultivation. When his hands were bruised, he gritted his teeth and persisted. Without food and seeds, he asked his neighbors for help, cutting firewood, planting vegetables, plowing the land, and cooking. With his own hands, he lived a stable and stable life in poverty. A dilapidated house can provide shelter from wind and rain, thin fields can nourish oneself, the breeze in the mountains can be a companion, and the green fields can be a friend. In this life, she will not be a bird in a cage or a wandering swallow, but a small farmer living a stable life in the mountains and fields, growing her own life in a field.