When everything that needed to be prepared was ready, it was already February. Xiao Mi's birthday was on January 23rd, that day Jiang Hu specially bought meat, and everyone had a good celebration.
Next, Jiang Hu bought ten jin of rice seeds, which could be nursed for seedlings next month.
Beside the wheat field, the sweet sorghum had grown full tassels. In about a month, it could be harvested, dried, and replanted.
This period, Xiao Mi was also busy, happily listening to her parents discussing what to plant, and then secretly searching for seeds at home.
Of course, she wasn't trying to steal seeds. After all, she had plenty of everything; she just wanted to mix in some from her special space into the family supply.
After all, those items in the space were cultivated meticulously by countless people; they must be better than the seeds now, right?
Indeed, just as Xiao Mi said, even the green bean and soybean seeds she took out were larger than the ones her father bought.
