Another two days passed.
Taking advantage of the crisp autumn air, the pasture released the cattle and sheep to graze again.
The grass has started to turn yellow, but it's still quite dense.
The flock can graze for a bit and eat their fill without a problem.
This pasture is blessed by nature; the grass grows well every year. Come spring, it will be vibrant again, easily growing taller than the knees.
Jiang Feng rode the Red Hare, wandering with the cattle and sheep on the plains.
The blowing wind was somewhat strong, carrying a hint of chill.
Jiang Feng occasionally looked up at the somewhat gray sky.
"Everyone, look over there, the geese are starting to migrate south."
"On the way here, I've already seen several flocks of geese."
Jiang Feng softly said, gazing at the geese in the sky.
He adjusted the drone's lens to capture the migrating geese.
The viewers also saw the flock of geese.
