After He Jinxuan left, Xinyan closed the main door and went back inside to the space.
She also felt that the weather was unusual; it had been raining for three and a half days, with no sign of stopping. She thought about going to the Yuquan River tomorrow to see where the water level was.
Thinking of He Jinxuan, she couldn't help but cover her face, feeling her cheeks burning. Was this an old cow eating young grass?
Thinking of He Jinxuan's thoughtfulness, a sweet feeling arose in her heart, but she also knew that she couldn't just focus on the present.
She harvested what needed to be harvested and planted a new batch.
The chickens, ducks, and geese that were previously brought in had started laying eggs, and there were quite a few in storage, which made her happy.
She thought that once the rain stopped, she'd have to handle a batch.
