At that time, An Jing and Xiao Changyi were already at home making dinner.
"Tomorrow I'll go back to the mountains to continue clearing the land," Xiao Changyi said while sitting at the entrance to the stove, stuffing in firewood.
His goal was to clear two mu of mountain land, and so far, he had managed to cultivate one mu, leaving one more to go.
An Jing was adding water to the pot when she heard Xiao Changyi's words and shook her head, "Don't start clearing yet, first work on the yard. We have a large yard, and if you could clear several more vegetable plots, we could fence them with bamboo and create a big vegetable garden. We could plant more vegetables and possibly sell some in town."
The most important thing to remember was that digging in the yard didn't require a plow—just a hoe.
Xiao Changyi understood her underlying meaning and felt a warm sensation inside. He nodded, "Mm."
