"Wow, so big!"
Xiaojin truly marveled.
Long Qiu beside her had a strange expression, "Jin Jin, why do perfectly normal words sound so awkward when you say them?"
"What should I say then?"
Xiaojin was holding the thick grain stem, looking at each plump rice grain, and after sincerely pondering for a while, still felt that no other adjective could adequately describe the magnificent scene before her, so she exclaimed again:
"Wow, it really is huge!"
"..."
Long Qiu rolled her eyes and ignored her.
This was the eastern area of Phoenix Mountain, which was originally a small village. A few years ago, a real estate developer bought the land to build on it, and the contract was all set. But then it turned out the local government had sold the same plot to several buyers, having tricked four or five parties.
