I have been farming since I crossed over.

Yang Mingyang stood there like a statue, his eyes following Wan Daya's figure as she walked away, until her back disappeared from his sight.

At this moment, his heart was like a bottle of five flavors overturned, with sour, sweet, bitter, spicy and salty flavors intertwined together, making him feel mixed and full of thoughts.

About two years ago, on a beautiful day, Yang Mingyang was returning from his usual trip up the mountain to chop firewood. As he slowly made his way along the winding, rugged mountain path, he unexpectedly bumped into Wan Daya, who had also finished chopping firewood and was about to descend the mountain.

At the time, Wan Daya was only 15 years old, and her frail figure was pitifully small. However, surprisingly, the amount of firewood she carried on her back was more than double that of Yang Mingyang!

The huge bundle of firewood pressed down on her thin body, making every step she took extremely difficult and her steps became staggering.

As it happened, at this moment, the sky suddenly started to rain heavily without any warning. The raindrops as big as beans poured down, instantly covering the entire forest in a hazy rain curtain.

Faced with this sudden change, Yang Mingyang and Wan Daya hurriedly unloaded the firewood on their backs and quickly built them together as a temporary shelter. The two of them huddled in this small space to avoid the fierce rainstorm.

After the rain stopped and the sky cleared, Yang Mingyang offered to exchange firewood with Wan Daya. He then carried Wan Daya's heavy load of firewood and carefully escorted her back home.

Yang Mingyang finally carried back his own firewood and set out on his journey home. From that day on, this special experience was deeply engraved in Yang Mingyang's heart, becoming an indelible memory.

From then on, Yang Mingyang and Wan Daya had more and more interactions, and their relationship became more and more natural. Yang Mingyang wanted to ask Wan Daya if she was willing to marry him several times, but when he thought of the high betrothal gift her family wanted, he gave up the idea.

Later, their family's life gradually got better. They saw Wan's mother forcing Daya to marry her uncle. As an outsider, Yang Mingyang knew that his uncle's family had bad intentions. They must be taking revenge on her for not asking for money from her uncle's family. She knew that she would have a hard time if she married into his family, so he stepped forward to help her.

As a result, she was not there when the engagement took place, nor was she there when the wedding took place. She took on all the responsibilities of the second wife alone.

Now, looking at the direction where Wan Daya left, all those bits and pieces of the past came flooding back to his mind, making him feel a lot of emotions...

Yang Mingyang subconsciously turned his head to glance at the barn and found that there were almost two full loads of pig manure inside! He quickly picked up the broom and wooden shovel nearby and quickly got to work, sweeping up the scattered pig manure bit by bit.

The barn was built so low that Yang Mingyang had to bend over constantly, struggling to move back and forth inside. Perhaps it was just bad luck, but despite his utmost caution, the low ceiling seemed to have a grudge against him, hitting his head several times in a row. Each time, he couldn't help but gasp and his head ached.

Just as Yang Mingyang was working hard, he suddenly heard footsteps approaching from afar. He was delighted, thinking that it must be his wife Wan Daya returning.

Yang Mingyang stopped what he was doing and was about to turn his head to see if it was her, but he was not paying attention and was hit hard on the head again. This time it hurt so much that Yang Mingyang immediately covered his head and grimaced.

In a flash, Wan Daya happened to step into the barn and saw Yang Mingyang, who was groaning with his hands covering his head. Her heart instantly clenched in a knot, and she said with a distressed look on her face, "Second brother, you'd better get out and carry the load. This barn is too low, and it's so painful for you to keep bumping your head in there!"

Hearing this, Yang Mingyang grinned and replied, "Hehe, my wife is really considerate! If I had known, I would have just done it. Look, I have at least three or four big bumps on my head. Ouch, it hurts so much!"

The couple worked together to clean the barn. Wan Daya held a broom and a wooden shovel, carefully cleaning every corner of the barn; Yang Mingyang picked up the load and transported the animal manure to a distant place for composting.

They worked in perfect harmony, their movements were skillful and quick, and before long, the originally dirty and messy barn was cleaned up and looked brand new.

The next step was to feed the livestock, something Yang Mingyang was no stranger to.

Daya skillfully mixed the food for the livestock, and the food, which exuded a fragrant aroma, seemed to be calling out to the hungry livestock.

Yang Mingyang steadily picked up his load and walked towards the livestock. He carefully poured food into the trough and watched the livestock happily eat, feeling a sense of satisfaction.

As the saying goes, "Men and women working together make work less tiring." With mutual cooperation and support, the originally tedious and tiring work has become easy and enjoyable.

The work that usually takes Daya two full hours to complete was completed in less than an hour today with the joint efforts of the couple.

Looking at the neat and tidy barn and the contented livestock, Daya and Yang Mingyang smiled at each other, their eyes filled with satisfaction and happiness.

After finishing the backyard business, Yang Mingyang and his wife returned to their own yard and began to wash up with the hot water warmed by Wan Daya.

After Wan Daya finished washing and changed into a clean set of clothes, she smiled and said, "Second brother, take a rest after washing. I'll go cook. Xier must be tired today."

Yang Mingyang was washing his face. After listening to this, he looked up and said, "You've already cleaned the barn and fed the animals, so why do you have to cook? What did my sister-in-law do?"

Daya smiled and said, "I'm the only one at home with nothing to do now, so I should do more. My sister-in-law is working in the workshop."

"Daya, my sister-in-law didn't go to work today. When we came back from morning exercise, she went to see my brother. By the way, did you know I was back today?"

"I know. I even help Xier cook for you."

"Then why didn't you think of coming to see me?"

"I thought you didn't know I was married? Besides, now we've seen each other, haven't we? You just came back, Xier, my parents, my brothers and sisters all want to see you, but you're busy... well..."

Yang Mingyang didn't wait for Wan Daya to finish speaking. He walked up to her and hugged her. He lowered his head and used his mouth to cover her chattering mouth.