You've been reborn and you're going to go farm?

Jiang Lin suddenly opened his eyes.

The intense feeling of suffocation made him instinctively take a deep breath.

He felt his heart racing and shortness of breath, making him feel extremely tense, as if he were about to die at any moment.

Panic attacks are characterized by the somatization of anxiety.

I've lost count of how many nights I've been woken up by this.

He reached for his phone on the bedside table; the time was 2 a.m.

[Industrial and Commercial Bank of China] Dear customer: You have successfully repaid RMB 8,944.20, with a balance of RMB 2.05. The loan has been settled.

Jiang Lin got up and went to the balcony. The slightly cool air relieved the feeling of not being able to breathe.

At 28, he was full of vigor and ambition. He had a 150-square-meter flat in the provincial capital, paid for in full, as his wedding home, and his fiancée, with whom he had been through thick and thin since their student days.

At 29, he caught the tail end of the blockchain trend, got incredibly lucky, and ran away early, making a net profit of over 300 yuan.

The wealth he acquired so easily emboldened him and numbed his senses.

So when the seemingly lucrative but now unfinished "agricultural real estate" project appeared before him, he didn't hesitate to pool 20 million yuan with a few others and plunge into it.

He was ambitious and wouldn't listen to his fiancée's advice. He even dragged his future father-in-law along, thinking he could turn the tide.

The project sprang up from the ground, and the first phase was actually completed by them. Victory seemed to be just around the corner.

As a result, the promised pre-sale permit was not issued.

The funding chain broke, and the enormous debt avalanche led to either imprisonment or suicide for the partners.

His future father-in-law, Jiang Jianguo, was also crushed by the pressure.

Because of his promise that "the money will be returned immediately," he took out all his savings to provide a guarantee for him.

After the debt exploded, the enormous hole led to the collapse of trust among those around him. The material suppliers who had called him brothers pointed their fingers at him and accused him of swindling money out of nothing, while relatives who had worked for him for over a decade called him a heartless boss who had cheated him out of his hard-earned money.

After being repeatedly shoved, scorned, and humiliated in public, this kind-hearted man, before Jiang Lin could raise the money, jumped off the tower crane he had built himself.

With the person dead, all the pressure could be negotiated. Jiang Lin used the money from selling the wedding house, plus his parents' work injury compensation and the savings they had accumulated through frugality, to cover most of the debts between the two families, leaving 500,000 yuan. The last sum was just deducted, so the marriage naturally came to an end.

No one can ever earn money beyond their own understanding; even if they do, they'll lose it in another way. Jiang Lin not only lost money, but also the happy and fulfilling family that should have been his.

Jiang Lin let out a long sigh and pounded his chest. The feeling of not being able to breathe had not dissipated, and he was also accompanied by an unprecedented pricking and tightening sensation.

"That's enough, I've paid off all the debts." He muttered to himself, looking at the bright lights ahead. His vision was a little blurry, and a thought suddenly popped into his mind: if only he could start over.

But then he gave a bitter laugh; how could one ever start over? Leaning against the cold iron railing, a strong sense of dizziness suddenly struck without warning.

The world seemed upside down, the wind was strong, and he thought he heard a voice in his ear...

"Why... why won't you listen..."

"How much money do you need to be considered rich? Our lives are already good enough..."

"Dad, Mom, this is my boyfriend, his name is Jiang Lin..."

"Don't be nervous, my parents don't eat people..."

"Bride price? My parents said ten or twenty thousand is enough as a token..."

……

……

"The driver said we'll arrive in an hour. Remember to pick me up at the station."

Jiang Lin suddenly woke up with a start. He shivered and subconsciously looked around, his eyes slightly blank.

Before me lay a watermelon field covered with plastic mulch, and above it floated a transparent panel:

[Semi-slope land, approximately 1.5 acres, planted with: watermelon]

[Should it be included in the management?]

The leaves rustled overhead, the cicadas chirped shrilly, and the dappled sunlight was already quite intense.

Jiang Lin subconsciously brought the phone to his eyes. It was an old-fashioned candybar phone with no brand name, and the lower half of the phone still had physical buttons.

And the date above...

September 2012, 8…

He looked up again, glanced at the panel floating above the watermelon patch, then looked at his phone…

"Feed? Jiang Lin!"

Are you even listening to me?

Jiang Lin was startled. Wife?

"Is...is it here?"

His heart pounded. He was back! He was back during his sophomore summer vacation!

Jiang Lin remembers this day exceptionally clearly.

His girlfriend, Jiang Ye, came to visit him that day. He had a big fight with his family over this. He complained that his family didn't have air conditioning and that the house had a dry toilet, and he was afraid that Jiang Ye would find it unpleasant.

He remembers the helpless and powerless look in his parents' eyes. After the argument, they silently went to town and bought a brand new fan, but this still couldn't soothe his inferiority complex.

Later, his father gave him 500 yuan. He used this money to cover up his shame and hid in the county town with Jiang Ye for two days. Even when Jiang Ye took the initiative to suggest going home, he made all sorts of excuses to refuse.

This incident stung his already fragile self-esteem.

He vowed to earn lots and lots of money, so much that he would never have to feel inferior again, so much that he could give Jiang Ye a good life worthy of her.

Later on, he stopped listening to any rational advice and believed that all the voices around him were hindering his progress!

Ironically, however, he desperately tried to escape the shame of poverty, only to be crushed by the shame of failure in the end!

"Jiang Lin!"

The voice on the other end of the phone was now filled with anger!

"Repeat what I just said!"

Jiang Lin took a deep breath, then said in an extremely relaxed voice, "Don't worry, you'll definitely see my handsome figure at the station entrance when you get off the train!"

"Um?"

Jiang Ye was visibly taken aback for a moment, then laughed and scolded, "If I don't see you later, you're dead meat!"

Hearing the dial tone on his phone, Jiang Lin turned to the void and said in an incredibly clear voice, "Bring it under management!"

The information on the panel changed rapidly.

[Semi-slope land: 1.5 mu]

[Crop grown: Watermelon]

[Soil condition: Soil moisture is moderate to dry, fertility is moderate, and drainage capacity is average.]

[Crop status: Gradually entering the harvest window, sugar content estimated at 13%, excellent taste, average weight of individual fruit 6-8 jin (3.5-4 catties). It is recommended to complete harvesting within the next 48 hours to maintain flavor and texture.]

Market Analysis: Local farmgate prices are weak, averaging 0.6-0.8 yuan/jin, with vendors aggressively pushing down prices. Wholesale prices at Jiangbei city-level markets are 1-1.2 yuan/jin, but due to the distance, logistics costs and losses partially offset the price difference. We recommend adopting a data-driven, premium retail model, directly targeting quality-sensitive customers in the provincial capital who are willing to pay a premium, with retail prices reaching 3-3.5 yuan/jin.

[Environmental Warning: This region will experience continuous heavy rainfall in 7 days, expected to last 3-4 days. The torrential rain will cause waterlogging in the fields, significantly increasing the risk of watermelon cracking and root rot. It is imperative to complete this round of watermelon harvesting and sales before the rainfall arrives.]

Jiang Lin walked to his own field and picked up a watermelon.

Variety: Jingxin

Texture: Crispy

[Sugar content: 13%]

Weight: 7.2 catties

[Serving suggestion: At room temperature, it will maintain a crisp texture for up to 2 days after picking. After 2 days, it will begin to show a sandy texture, and after 5 days it will be completely sandy while retaining its sweetness.]

With a sugar content of 13%, it's an absolutely premium watermelon, and they even have eating tips!

Jiang Lin's heart pounded as he looked at the nanny-like instructions on the panel.

That year, the entire village promoted the planting of this new variety of watermelon, but this promotion led most of the young and middle-aged people in the village to choose to leave home to work elsewhere.

Because there is no market for it.

And then there was that torrential rain.

His grandfather injured his back while harvesting watermelons, became paralyzed for a year, and passed away in agony after suffering for a whole year.

His parents eventually chose to give up the land and go out to work, and were injured one after another.

Now, Jiang Lin has seen a completely new path!

But first, I need to pick up my wife.

He picked the watermelon from his hand and threw it into the well beside the house.

"Mom, I'm going to pick up Jiang Ye. I've taken the electric scooter."

Jiang Lin shouted as he rode his electric scooter onto the village road.

None of this has happened yet.

very nice.

I thank God for giving me a second chance.

A scorching wind brushed against his cheeks as the electric scooter traversed the bumpy road. Suddenly, Jiang Lin let out a strange cry.

"My whole life has been spent dealing with the land!"

"I'm going to grow gold out of this land!"