With the experience of preparing the medicine at noon, Chen Yang no longer needed to watch it constantly.
After lighting the flame and adding two handfuls of firewood, he immediately went out to plant herbs.
These herbs were quite precious and had relatively weak vitality; being away from the soil for a long time made them likely to die.
That's why Chen Yang was so eager to plant them in the medicinal field.
"Chen Yang."
At this moment, Annie finished her dinner and came out of the room looking for Chen Yang.
Catching the sound, Chen Yang immediately stood up straight and waved to Annie, who was standing at the doorway, "Here I am."
Annie, seeing Chen Yang in the yard, came over right away.
When she got closer and saw Chen Yang holding a hoe in one hand and herbs in the other, she couldn't help but burst into laughter.
"Chen Yang, your usual look is really funny—it's like you're a seasoned old farmer."
Annie said with a light chuckle, covering her mouth.
