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Li Qiao hung his head in disappointment, "But there's a piece that can only grow one crop of rice."
Old Mrs. Qin, with a smile, whispered consolingly, "Low-lying land has its advantages. We can stock some fry in the perennial water and raise rice-harvest fish."
"Right," Li Qiao's smile returned to his face as he quietly sat back and watched the others draw lots.
When it was Yu Feng's turn, she grabbed two mu of lowland next to the Qin family's plot, crying and making a scene, demanding a redraw. The team leader had her carried out.
This caused everyone to burst into laughter.
It took about an hour and a half for everyone to divide up the village land.
After dispersing, everyone imagined their future harvests.
