I lived in a subsistence farming community that did everything by hand. Same techniques and crops for literally millennia. 450 or so people in mud huts.

Overall, no one wants this life. It's back-breaking work. Kids don't get counted in the census until they're 5 because child mortality is so high. Women meeting at the well was the highlight of their day bceause it was the only thing they saw other people. If anyone was smart enough to learn to read and go to school, they usually left the village for better opportunities.

Everyone worked longer hours than a 9-5 because it's agriculture. Rain doesn't care about holidays or the weekend. Up before the sun every day for a few months. Most people in bed 2 hours after sundown.

Sure, people smiled. People laughed and had joy in their lives. But people also were just as petty and mean and clique-y as anywhere else. The only drama was on the radio and between each other.

3/10. Don't generally recommend.