That mountain is practically his lucky charm, he was determined to turn all that wasteland into fertile fields.
This is also another form of exercise, what's the saying again? Walking, sitting, or lying down, all can be a form of practice.
But just as Du Chengfeng was about to set off, Yu Second didn't make a move for a long time.
"What's going on?"
Du Chengfeng moved closer.
"What happened?"
"The tools are broken."
Yu Second's face was quite grim.
It turned out the hoe and shovel were broken, the heavy blade edges clearly had nicks, obviously, they hit something hard while clearing the mountain ruins yesterday. But when they returned, it was already dark, and after drinking, nobody noticed.
But this isn't a small matter, especially for Yu Second.
