I Become Farmer in My Anime World

The next day, Jay and his family had breakfast as usual, eating leftover boiled chicken from yesterday. Today, his family made chicken soup with potatoes.

Nining, who ate breakfast happily, noted that over the past two days since her brother regained consciousness, the family's food had become very good.

It was different from before, when breakfast and dinner were only served with boiled sweet potatoes and wild vegetables as side dishes.

If she was lucky, at lunchtime, her family would bring snacks like boiled potatoes or wild fruit during their midday break.

And often, Bella and Stevan, who were better off, would bring some snacks from their families while they played together.

Nining, now a teenager, clearly realized that she rarely seemed to share with her cousins, and yesterday, when she received forest grapes from her brother, Nining happily shared with them. The feeling of being praised for various good things clearly gave Nining a new feeling she had never felt before.

So now he hoped in his heart that his brother would bring him something good again today.

"You'll be in charge of gathering grass for the village's livestock. There's not much work left in the rice fields.

And you can earn more work points there," his father told Jay, making arrangements for today's work.

"Remember not to go too far when gathering grass, and be careful of dangerous insects and animals," his mother reminded Jay.

"Okay then, I'll go to Uncle Hendrick to make arrangements." Jay agreed to his father's suggestion.

So after breakfast, the three of them immediately headed to their designated worksite, this time with Jay carrying a sickle and basket to gather grass for the livestock.

As for Nining, she would be left to play with her cousins and other village children of the same age.

In Jay's village, there was a rule that children over 10 years old could help with village work. This was because there wasn't much work to share in the village, and priority was given to the adults.

Walking toward the gathering place of the first group, Jay remembered that there were three farmer groups in their village.

Each farmer group consisted of at least 40-50 workers, and the leader of the first farmer group was Jay's oldest uncle, Uncle Hendrick.

Near a large tree in the center of the village, many village members had gathered to receive assignments.

After yesterday's work evaluation, each farmer member would receive some criticism and praise based on their performance.

Afterward, they would be assigned tasks based on the evaluation.

Waiting for his turn, Jay chatted with a teenager his age who was also his cousin.

"Hey, Dicky, what did you do yesterday?" Jay asked his cousin, who looked thin but strong.

Dicky had brown skin and short black hair, and he was cheerful and playful.

Dicky was the second son of Uncle Ricky.

"Yesterday I was assigned to herd the cattle. It was really boring work. Today I'm determined to ask for another job," Dicky answered Jay's question.

He then added, "I heard from Uncle Hendrick that you looked good in the rice fields yesterday, Jay. Is that true?" Dicky asked about the rumors.

"What looks good? There was only a little grass in the rice fields ready for harvest when I was clearing them yesterday, so I worked quickly," Jay replied casually.

"Is that so?" Dicky asked doubtfully.

However, as the two were happily chatting, a slightly dissonant voice came from in front of them.

"With just that kind of achievement, you dare to act arrogant!!" a teenager who looked about their age commented in a condescending tone.

"Hey, Doni, what do you mean?" Dicky asked, displeased.

"Why? Is there something wrong with what I said? Isn't he just a lazy person who likes to play? He was just praised yesterday, and you look proud!!" Doni retorted dismissively.

As for Jay, he initially ignored the matter, but since his cousin, Dicky, had spoken, he naturally decided to force everyone involved to join in.

"Yeah, you'd better talk less, Doni. I don't know anyone in the village who enjoys peeping on aunts!" Jay retorted sarcastically.

Doni was known as a naughty teenager, and once he was caught peeping on an aunt bathing.

From there, the taunts about the incident spread, and Doni, hearing Jay's sarcasm, was furious.

This is… Ah, a shame he didn't want to reveal, and for that reason, he had to pay a heavy price to reconcile.

For the record, harassment of women is a crime that carries a heavy penalty.

If it weren't for Uncle Doni's negotiating and suppressing the issue, Doni would have been reported and arrested by the village militia and imprisoned.

"Who are you accusing?!" Doni said angrily, pointing at Jay.

"Ohhh... is this even an accusation, if the whole village knows the story?" Jay retorted calmly.

He felt like a few sentences would only resolve a trivial matter like this, as he was too lazy to use his hands.

"You... okay... Jay... you'll see!" Doni was angry and embarrassed when he saw several villagers watching their argument.

Knowing that continuing to argue would only embarrass him, Doni stepped aside.

"Hey... coward!" Dicky retorted provocatively.

"But Jay, I didn't expect your tongue to seem so sharper than usual. Where did you learn that?" Dicky asked hesitantly, as Jay's cousin had always disliked arguing and preferred to talk with his hands.

So, seeing his current behavior, he was surprised.

"Of course, it's from the village aunts. Don't we hear enough of their frequent nagging in the rice fields?" Jay replied casually.

"Yes, that makes sense. The village aunts do love to argue, even when they're working in the hot rice fields. I really don't know where their strength comes from to shout and curse so loudly!!" Dicky seemed to recall several fights involving the village aunts.

And often, they involved swearing and cursing in a harsh tone, but strangely, they rarely ended in physical contact.

"Okay, put that aside. I have to change jobs first," Jay said to Dicky and went up to meet his uncle.

"Uncle!" Jay greeted Uncle Hendrick. He looked tall and slightly stocky. Seeing his build reminded Jay of strong farmer uncles.

"Oh…it's you Jay, what's wrong?" asked the uncle kindly.