C635 Guest in the Wheat Field

Under the sunlight, a gentle breeze blew past, bringing with it the coldness of spring.

The clear well water flowed into the wheat field, and the sound of water flowing was like a unique piano piece.

A young man was standing in the water with a shovel in his hand. He dug a hole in the ditch, and the soil that was dug out was used to fill up the water.

"Xiaolong, don't always stand in the water