Farming in Space

Chapter 3 The Farmer Has a Female Name Shaman

Deshahua opened his eyes amidst the chaos in his head, and felt a faint headache. What he didn't want to touch was a piece of gauze covering his head. When he looked up, he saw a thatched roof with some A wooden table with one corner missing, a few small chairs, and a tattered wooden cabinet.

"Where is this?" Di Shahua rubbed his eyebrows covered by gauze.

"Man'er, my Man'er, you've finally woken up. If you don't wake up again, what will you do!" While Di Shahua was in a trance, a woman ran in and hugged her.

Di Shahua looked at the woman dressed like a peasant woman in ancient costume, and was about to ask, when suddenly a series of memories flooded her head.

It turned out that she, Di Shahua, was possessed by an eight-year-old girl named Shaman, and this place was also the Qinghong Continent where Di Shahua was before.

Shaman is an inconspicuous little peasant girl from Dashan Village in Qinghong Continent, Qinghong Dynasty, Lianxi City in the west, Cifeng Town, and Dashan Village.

Shaman has parents, father Sha Gang, mother Mu Xiang, a younger sister, seven-year-old Sha Qin, and two twin brothers, four-year-old Sha Heng and Sha Hang.

Although Shaman's family has lived in Dashan Village since Shaman can remember, it is said that they are not authentic Dashan Village people. In their grandfather's generation, they fled from the north and finally settled in Dashan Village.

Dashan Village is located in the westernmost line of the Qinghong Dynasty. It is the most remote and poorest place in the Qinghong Dynasty.

Shaman’s family is even more impoverished in Dashan Village. Shaman’s father, Shagang, is an authentic and diligent farmer, but no matter how hard he works, he can’t bear the barren one-third of an acre allotted. field.

The Shaman family has only settled in Dashan Village for a few decades. Compared with other people who have settled for a hundred years, the foundation is weak. The allocated fields are not only small but also barren. They work hard all year round and cannot grow much food.

His mother, Mu Xiang, is also relatively weak. Apart from taking care of a few children at home and doing housework, she can only embroider and embroider, and occasionally sells them to supplement the household.

Although the family lived in extreme hardship, the children were all thin and small, just like Shaman, who is now eight years old, with little flesh on his body.

And this year has encountered a century-old drought, and no food can be grown in the fields of every household.For the Sharman family, whose life was already difficult, it was even worse.

Shaman has always gone to the mountains to dig wild vegetables since he was sensible. Because there is no food to grow in the fields, there are many people who go to the mountains to dig wild vegetables. The wild vegetables around the mountains have basically been dug up. In order to prevent the family from starving, Shaman I entered the middle of the mountain, hoping to gain something, but I didn't want to fall down the hillside when I came back, and then the current Deshahua replaced the dead Shaman.

"Mother, I'm fine. I'm still a little dizzy. I'll be fine if I sleep again." Di Shahua felt very warm in Mu Xiang's embrace. Shaman, from now on, I will be Shaman, and your family will be My family, I will do my best to protect them.As for the enemy, although it is still in the Qinghong Dynasty, I don’t know what era it is. Forget it, let’s fill up the stomach first. Shaman has felt his stomach singing empty city tricks since he woke up!

(End of this chapter)