"What took you so long?" Sylvia asked.Eric grinned and replied, "Well, you won't believe what we saw…"Just as he was about to continue, a car with a blaring siren rushed toward Nutimoor."Let's eat while we talk," he suggested.As they sat down, Hank arrived on a motorcycle.Blake poured a glass of wine, and Melinda brought a chair for Hank."It's impossible to work anymore," Hank declared as he settled down. "After Garrison was taken away, no one dares to farm now."Fear was spreading among the villagers. Despite being law-abiding farmers, Garrison was taken away for absurd reasons.Blake raised his wine glass and clinked it with Hank. Taking a sip, he asked, "Hank, who came up with these ridiculous ideas? Will we still be able to farm in the future?""Who knows?" Hank replied. "In any case, life will definitely be harder in the future. In the past, we had cattle and horses at home, and we could throw straw into the pen for the animals to trample on. After fermenting, we co
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