Talking Rabbits

"Alright," Mo Qiang straightened her back after six hours. With her hands placed on the small of her back, Mo Qiang arched her back and sighed in relief while looking at the crops that she had sowed. 

Blueberries, spinach, radish and spinach along with the fluttering leaves of the wheat. There was also chilli but it was only half finished. 

Though only a bit of the work was done, Mo Qiang was still overjoyed upon seeing the sight of the fresh green vegetable that was scattered in front of her. 

How long had she been living in this world? Maybe a year and only those who have seen nothing but mutated black plants in the name of plants would know the delight of someone who saw such flourishing green crops in front of them.