Days gradually passed.
The ban on grazing in Ximeng League ended, and cattle and sheep were back on the grassland to graze.
This year's pasture grew exceptionally well.
There's even a patch of grassland where the grass is as tall as one's knees, growing rapidly.
Jiang Feng wondered whether to mow it once first.
His pasture remained vast and awe-inspiring.
During occasional live streams in the pasture, you could even see three zebras running around.
The pasture seemed like a paradise.
There were white fairy deer, zebras, and various poultry and livestock, cats, dogs, and foxes.
That day, early in the morning, Old Yang was busy slaughtering pigs on the open ground outside the pasture.
Jiang Feng invited some guests over, including police officer Bater, his classmates, and some friends from the Forestry and Grassland Bureau.
On the grassland, hosting friends was a common occurrence.
The cuisine for such gatherings was usually fixed.
