Chapter 2141: Abundant Harvest Farm's Amazing Daily Life 12

The morning light was dim, a few strands of pale gold sunlight leaking through the window gaps.

A cool breeze brushed past the wicker flower basket by the window, mingling with the rustling of a distant black cat and Ling Gun Gun chasing each other.

Lin Mian dazedly twitched his eyelashes, his nose brushing against warm, soft skin, a faint trace of cool, dewy agarwood lingering in his breath.

He blinked sluggishly, suddenly realizing his cheek was pressed against Jin Chen's chest, rising and falling with the latter's even breath.

Lin Mian instantly sobered, his whole body stiffening as he dared not move; Jin Chen's arm lay loosely around his waist, the collar half-open from being rubbed in sleep.

He covertly lifted his gaze, his eyes sliding from the other's slightly trembling lashes to their pale lips, and in a daze he recalled the touch of their noses lightly brushing under last night's moonlight.

He didn't even have the presence of mind to wonder why he was sleeping in Jin Chen's room.

Just as Lin Mian held his breath, trying to inch away, Jin Chen, eyes closed, firmly gripped his lower back and pulled him close, brushing his heated earlobe.

"Sleepy." Jin Chen's voice carried a hint of coquettishness.

The warm breath made Lin Mian shudder; his resisting hand was seized and pressed against the other's chest, where he could feel a clear heartbeat through the thin shirt.

Lin Mian: "……"

If it were just morning grogginess, this action could only be described as overly deliberate.

"You're awake." Lin Mian, meanwhile, grew considerably calmer.

Jin Chen lazily propped up his upper body, smiling as he opened his eyes, unusually earnest: "Sleepy, good morning!"

The early summer breeze blew in through the window, bringing a chill yet making the whole room feel especially comfortable and natural.

Lin Mian suddenly felt a sense of tranquil timelessness, as if time had halted at this moment.

He let out a soft sigh, pushed at Jin Chen's head with his hand, his tone tinged with helplessness.

"Good morning."

Eh, no scolding.

Jin Chen continued lying back, trying to pull Lin Mian back to sleep: "Sleepy, it's still early; we can sleep a bit longer."

"No," Lin Mian's farm‑manager mindset briefly kicked in; he hauled Jin Chen up as well, saying, "I'll make breakfast, you go water the vegetable garden."

Jin Chen yawned.

Lin Mian added: "No using magic, and don't let the two little ones or Mr. Gelumu help."

Jin Chen: "……"

Jin Chen swallowed his yawn, feeling wronged: "Oh."

So he'd been waiting here all along.

——

After breakfast, with Mr. Gelumu's blessing, Lin Mian and Jin Chen headed to the blacksmith shop.

Before they even entered, they heard Xiao Ru's heart‑wrenching cries from inside, mixed with Old Zhang's agitated pacing.

"Xiao Ru, be good……"

Jiang Ji and Qin Zong happened to rush in from another route, each carrying a pottery jar with brown liquid sloshing at the rim.

Jiang Ji's steps halted when he saw Lin Mian, then he lifted his chin and strode inside without a word.

Inside, Xiao Ru was curled up in the corner wailing, while the blacksmith shop owner stood helpless, neither holding nor soothing her.

In the corner stood an old man with a goatee, the village's barefoot doctor who often went about, now also at a loss.

"Master Zhang, try this." Jiang Ji set the pottery jar on the table, poured a cup into a teacup, and handed it to Old Zhang, saying, "It'll surely work."

"Wait, let me see what you've brewed." The barefoot doctor sniffed a few times and reached out.

The barefoot doctor dipped a finger in to taste, his white‑streaked beard jerking sharply: "Nonsense! This concentration could kill a cow!"

He snatched the medicine jar away and pointed at Jiang Ji, yelling: "Do you think you're brewing for the King of Hell? A child's organs are delicate; drinking this could be fatal!"

The room fell somewhat silent.

Jiang Ji's face turned ashen, his fingertips digging into his palm.

Jin Chen silently ate his melon seeds, leaned in to sniff as well, wrinkled his nose, and returned to Lin Mian's side, saying, "These two are crazy."

Qin Zong suddenly slammed the pottery jar onto the table, splashing the liquid onto Jin Chen's feet, and snapped, "What gives you the right to butt in?"

Today Qin Zong's temper seemed especially volatile, and he also had a faint dark bruise under his eyes.

More importantly……

Jin Chen raised his brows slightly, sensing a faint magical aura emanating from this person.

Lin Mian stepped forward, gently placing the sachet in Xiao Ru's arms, and said softly, "Xiao Ru, try this; it will help you sleep well."

Xiao Ru's cries gradually softened; she lowered her head to look at the sachet in her embrace, and before long her eyelids began to flutter, she yawned, and obediently reached out her hands to Old Zhang for a hug.

"Fragrant…… sleep…"

The outcome was clear at once.

Old Zhang hastily took the child back to the bedroom; when he emerged again, seeing Jiang Ji's grim expression, he said, "Little Jiang, I'm not refusing to give your uncle face, but you can't endanger my child."

Jiang Ji, already embarrassed, stammered apologetically: "I… we just wanted to help."

"All right, thank you for your good intentions."

Old Zhang then turned to Lin Mian with a smile: "Little Lin, rest assured, the farm tools are yours to use first; just tell me what you need forged later."

Jin Chen turned his head to the two frozen figures and chuckled lightly: "Heard that? The door's over there."

Qin Zong gave them a cold glance, then turned and left the blacksmith shop.

Lin Mian hadn't forgotten Mr. Gelumu's advice; treating the root cause was key, so he explained to him the precautions for children's nighttime crying and insomnia, left behind a few remaining sheets of paper, and then departed.

The barefoot doctor, too, was an elder of the village; hearing that Lin Mian was now the new owner of Abundant Harvest Farm, he recalled something and felt many emotions.

He also said that if any good medicinal herbs turned up in the future, Lin Mian should set some aside for him; although Lin Mian wasn't skilled at this, it would still be some income, so he naturally agreed.

And Lin Mian had not expected.

One week later, news of the sleep‑inducing sachet spread through the village, with many villagers actually asking Old Zhang to purchase it, especially the elders who had once witnessed Abundant Harvest Farm's prosperity.

And Ge Lu Mu, who provided the star grass seeds, after hearing about this, never expected that so many humans would suffer from insomnia.

Uncle Ge Lu Mu decided, before leaving, to help Lin Mian sell star grass, using elf communication to contact his dwarf friends back in his hometown, and urgently sent the seeds over.

Thus, during those few nights of production, the farm was especially lively; the dwarf villagers sat around the long table in rows, you passed the medicinal herbs while I ground them, the movements were orderly, and watching it gave an inexplicable sense of delight.

Lin Mian naturally offered the cherry jam beloved by the dwarf and elf folk.

At dawn, the dwarfs again formed a long line, returning from the Main Gate to their otherworld hometown.

With the help of the water dew from the magical seeds, the star grass grew very quickly.

But sales also have standards; they cannot be excessive.

After reading through the manual left by Ms. Lin Yao, Lin Mian and Jin Chen unanimously decided that they needed to bundle the farm's produce together for purchase, with a limited-time sale of two months.

After all, Lin Mian also didn't know how many more magical elves would come to the farm.

Moreover, amidst the fulfilling busyness, Jin Chen also didn't forget that increasingly strange protagonist's attack Qin Zong, who would have Ling Gun Gun go check the orchard every two days.

However, according to Ling Gun Gun's description, Qin Zong also did not approach the farm; he would from time to time disappear from the orchard for a few hours, then suddenly return from the mountains, his explanation to Jiang Jie being that he could not neglect his training.

But the elf-like magical aura on him had become so strong that Jin Chen could no longer ignore it.

Jin Chen decided to go there himself to check the situation.