"You're the one slacking off! Don't you have to take care of the spirit fields in the back mountain?"
Yun Yanshui retorted with annoyance.
Over the past five years, Yun Yunfeng had successfully led the effort to channel the Purple Mist Spirit Spring from the depths of Yunzhan to the Yun family's back mountain.
With years of nourishment, the barren fields that had been cultivated there had transformed into fertile spirit fields.
The clan had entrusted the management of these fields entirely to Yun Yanshuang and Yun Yantian, assigning them the responsibility of cultivating spirit rice and spirit plants.
Other clansmen in the village helped with tasks like weeding the spirit fields and harvesting spirit rice during the harvest season.
"Yan Tian is taking care of it!"
Yun Yanshuang pouted playfully.
"You've really got it easy, leaving everything for Yan Tian to handle," Yun Yanshui teased.
"Hmph! I just finished refining tools!"