By the time we got home, the sun had fallen down the hill.

"Brother, you're back!"

Ye Yao saw Ye Dun returning and flew past like a fairy, with a beautiful crescent moon bent over his eyebrows: "I thought you couldn't come back today. How was the harvest?"

"Okay."

Ye Dust closed the door and took out all the spiritual materials in his backpack.

When I saw the first plant of Yangyuan grass, the expression on Ye Yao's face was surprising and very happy.

But when I saw the second and third plant of Yangyuan grass, Ye Yao's expression was somewhat solidified and his mouth was slightly open, which was...