"Huh? You dug them all up? They can't be left in the field, or they'll be eaten by those mutant beasts from the mountains."
The middle-aged woman was startled by Liang Yuan's seriousness and quickly responded.
Liang Yuan asked, "Did you save any seeds?"
The middle-aged woman nodded hastily, "Of course we did, without seeds for the next year, we wouldn't have anything to eat."
Someone nearby chimed in, "Yes, we know how important it is. We're all farmers here, of course we save the seeds."
"We've saved seeds for rice, wheat, sweet potatoes, beans, and peanuts."
Everyone was talking one after another. When it comes to farming, these people from Meishan Village are the true experts.
After all, they have been farming there all their lives.
Listening to them, Liang Yuan couldn't help but smile.
He looked at these ordinary people with shining eyes.
