"Speaking of it," Limlu walked beside Teresa, "Are you really not going to plant rice?"

"It's still early." Teresa shook her head, "In the current climate, rice seedlings are very slow, and I'm talking about it when the weather is hot."

Limulu nodded in a vague way.

"Let's go, go and see the spring vegetable fields I asked Lilina to prepare." Teresa pushed Limlu towards the vegetable garden.

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...

"Miss Zhucai, the stew is ready!" Gobuci hugged the stew pot and walked to Zhucai with great difficulty.

"Leave it to me." Rem took the stew pot from her, "Thank you, Gobci."

"This is what I should do." A smile spread across the goblin girl's face.

"We're back!" As the door was pushed open, a rough voice came in from the door.

"Ah, Galum, Troot, you are back!" Zhucai, who was helping Rem to stew, heard the sound, turned around and looked at the two dwarves holding a large number of wooden boards.

"Are you going to the fields too?" Galum asked curiously.

"Well, the work has come to an end. I'll take this time to deliver meals to everyone." Rem explained.

"Everyone is working so hard, we think at least we can have hot rice at noon," Zhu Cai added.

"This is good." Trute nodded.

"Then let us leave the rest." Galum took over the remaining task with a smile.

Watching the two ghost girls leave, Galum squinted his eyes and murmured, "What a good girl, brother."

"Yes, brother." Trutt echoed.

Then, the two brothers looked at each other and saw the cold light in each other's eyes.

"Bang!" They knocked a large number of wooden boards on the table.

Wooden charcoal brushes fly up and down, outline, apply, color...

The wooden boards full of sketches of clothes piled up higher and higher.

"House and feet tighten naked!"

Finally! Galum stepped onto the sewing machine, and the colorful fabric was sent to the desktop of the sewing machine by Trut.

"Can, can do it! can do it!!" Galum stared at the needle dancing with his eyes half-squinted.

The house jumped up because of the magic so aroused by the two of them working frantically.

finally……

A brand new outfit appeared in front of the dwarf brothers.

"It looks great to wear work pants, brother." Trut said peacefully, holding Galum's arm.

"Yes, brother, you will definitely be able to get angry." Galum echoed peacefully.

Kaijin, who thought the battle was going on at home, stood at the door with Mirud in amazement, witnessing the two brothers sighing at their clothes.

The corners of his mouth twitched: "You two... really love work..."

"boom!"

The wooden beam collapsed in front of Kaijin, stirring up heavy dust.

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"Crut!" Limulu saw the Pig-Head King walking by the road with a bucket, and happily raised his arm.

"Uh." Krut looked at the bucket carrying him on his shoulder, hesitated a little, and finally walked in front of Limlu.

"Mr. Teresa, Lord Limulu." The Pig Head King put the bucket in his hand on the ground and saluted the two of them.

"Get up, don't be so troublesome." Before Limlu could speak, Teresa's voice had already reached Crut's ears.

"Uh... OK." The Pig-Head King stood up dullly.

"The opportunity is rare, you can plant something too." Limlu looked at Teresa, then looked at Krut and smiled.

"No, I'm responsible for transportation." Krut shook his head gently.

"It's okay! It's okay!" Limlu walked up and grabbed his thick finger, "Let's try it!"

"Uh..." The Pig-Head King followed Limulu's force and walked into the field, "Then... OK?"

"Grow this." Teresa selected the more easily grown tomato seedlings from the vegetable seedling clusters and walked to Krut with a wooden box.

"Oh..." The Pig-Head King carefully dug out a tomato seedling from the wooden box that Teresa was holding, knelt on the ground, and planted it into the small hole that had just been dug.

"The intervals must be equal, don't press down on the seedlings." Teresa stood behind the Pig Head King and directed his movements.

"Uh." The Pig Head King nodded and carefully planted the tomato seedlings into the soil.

Slowly, the last seedling was planted into the soil by him.

"Yeah! That's all!" Limlu stood beside Klut, "In summer, you can eat a lot of fruits!"

The Pig Head King gently stroked the seedlings, feeling a little sad: "Fruit..."

"Can I... come and see it often?"

"Well, let's take a look together."

Theresa leaned on a tree trunk not far away, and Crut's figure kneeling in the mud was reflected in his pupils.

"Do you want to grow potatoes?" Teresa looked at the green-haired potato sperm standing behind the tree.

"No! I want to see if Lord Limlu remembers that I am also her ally!" Torenie was a little angry.

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Rest place:

"I'm still very tired all the time I've been bent down." Old Bai, who had finished his meal, sat on the chair and laughed.

"Look at what you said," Black Bingwei held the rice ball in his hand, "It's obviously faster than anyone else, and it's all accurate."

"Hahaha," Old Bai touched his beard, "After all, ginger is still so spicy."

"Hey! Gobuta! Don't you really come and take a rest?!" Shamat Goblin shouted at Gobuta, who was still plowing the land in the fields with a rice ball.

"I can't stop!" Gobuta's wail came from the edge of the field from afar.

"..." Shamat Goblin sat back in his seat, "Why did Gobta suddenly become so diligent?"

The goblin with small braids shook his head while chewing the rice ball, saying that he didn't know either.

Gobta waved his hoe hard at the far field.

The supplement of magic sor makes his body unable to detect fatigue, and the filling of ether makes his soul unable to detect fatigue, but!

The continuous repeated work made him exhausted.

"boom!"

The hoe was hoe heavily into the ground again, and the earth tore in his hands.

I want to sleep but can’t feel sleepy, I want to rest but I can’t feel tired. This is the most painful punishment.

"Tresa! You plot against me!" The grief-angry Gobuta roared out loudly with the words in his heart, well, the kind that doesn't have the honorific title.

The next moment, a hidden magic circle at the bottom of the hoe was triggered, and Gobta's movement of waving the hoe became more and more rapid.

"Mr. Teresa! I was wrong! I will never dare to do it again next time!"

Accompanied by the soil, it was Gobuta's wailing.

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"Aowu~" Theresa sat in the treetops where she often sucked fish and overlooked the town, staring at the newly cultivated field, stretching.

"You are really lazy here again!" Limulu's voice came from under the tree, "Stop!"

Teresa caught the rice ball thrown by Limulu, took a small bite and chewed it.

Limlu climbed up the tree, leaned against Teresa, and stared at the village below.

"Spring is so good." Limulu put the straw hat behind her back and sighed.

"Yeah." Theresa nodded slightly in agreement.

In the farmland in the distance, the goblin trio followed Gobla's pace and worked hard to cultivate the land. The lizards were working hard to take care of the raised wheat seedlings. Red Pills were taught a lesson by vermilion because of their picky food. Crut rubbed the little Goblin girl's hair...

"Aowu!" Limulu ate the rice ball in his hand in one bite, "It's great to have a home."

"Yeah." Teresa nodded, then turned to look at Limulu, stretched out her hand to wipe the rice grains from the corner of her mouth, and turned around and jumped down from the tree.

"After playing for a long time, let's go and help, right?"

"Yeah!" Limulu put on her straw hat and jumped out of the tree.
To be continued...