The little wolf cub had completely integrated into the farm collective.
It might have thought it was just another dog, indistinguishable from Little Black and the others.
In the afternoon, Xu Yang came out to check on the farm's condition.
Chen Juan had made some fruit tea again, sharing it with the employees.
With Niu Zhuang and Chen Juan managing logistics, farm life indeed had more variety.
Logistics are still crucial; the adage that 'the army waits for its grain before it moves' applies everywhere.
Xu Yang had leisurely days, but the workers were still quite busy.
Raising pigs and ducks, for instance, required constant mucking out and cleaning of the pens.
In the greenhouses, weeds needed to be pulled, water needed to be sprinkled, and the outside fields had to be checked.
The farm was well planned.
These past few days had reached the moment of the peanut harvest.
