Preparing the land, planting a crop, taking care of the said crop, harvesting

From Spring to Spring 

Seven Days a Week

Too many hours a day

....

"I HAD ENOUGH OF THIS"

Shouting this is a familiar line for who knows how many times I have looked over a family plot of land?

My father, as usual, inspects the crop for pests. 

My Brother is nowhere is seen as likely to gather water for watering 

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And me here standing around looking like a farmer.

I think this is it, it's time to search for a different occupation before I go mad.

"I WANT TO BE ADVENTURE"

Hearing a familiar voice of mine, I saw kids my age playing around with a wooden sword.

The village's head son is playing adventure with his lackey again. I want to laugh at our difference differences between me working I a job I hate and him being as carefree as a child should be.

Adventure is a dangerous job of fighting with monsters or delving into a dungeon full of unknown risks, but with risk comes a fortune that equals with the risk taken.

What a chance the village head allowing his only son becoming an adventure?

None is the only answer I can think of. If the village son can't be adventurer, then I will inherit his dream.

His dream is my dream and my dream is my own. Yeah I think I like the sound of that.

"I WILL BECOME ADVENTURE", Proclaiming my inherited dream, I shouted full of spirit.

Hearing me shouting, My dad looked at me and sighing

"Not again" he said, while looking tired.