Jiang Yue suddenly recalled something.
The late rice seeds!
She had changed the seeds of the late rice at home!
She had already changed the seeds long ago. If it wasn't recently... The rice seeds would have grown into seedlings that night, and they had been pulled out of the rice field yesterday. They had already planted four to five acres of rice. When she entered the space yesterday, the water and the yellow soil had not changed, but today...
So it might be related to the transplanting of late rice seedlings?
There were some changes before, but there were no late rice seedlings at that time. It was just the same. Was this plot of land related to transplanting?
Transplanting...
With that thought in mind, Jiang Yue began to recall her days.
