Chapter 612: Bound to the Child-Bearing System, Becoming a Winner in Life Chapter 613 Spiritual Qi Revival Diary (6)

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Protagonist:

Shen Yao

Chen Peng's matter was like a gust of wind, blowing over and dispersing.

The Shen family did not place their thoughts on Chen Peng; rather, Shen Xin returned to the Chen family again, refusing to divorce no matter what.

Hopeless!

Apart from Shen Guozhu and his wife, all the other Shen siblings had given up.

Shen Yao continued her comfortable days as usual, busy every day with the farm's affairs, occasionally going to the foot of the mountain to tend to spiritual plants and medicinal herbs, while the Management Bureau personnel continued to come at a specific monthly frequency to make purchases.

Everything was so wonderful until early September, when Shen Shuo went to the city for school, and Shen Yao was once again shaken awake by an earthquake in her sleep.

In September, the farm's fruits and vegetables were not as varied as in the previous two months, and the only guest left in the guest room was Yu Ze Yun.

The two ran to the empty space at the farm, carefully feeling the tremors coming from the ground.

"It's the neighboring province; the epicenter is relatively far away," so they were merely shaken awake rather than knocked unconscious by falling debris.

Shen Yao exhaled, mentioning that last time the earthquake added a piece of land to the farm, not knowing if they would have such luck this time.

Yu Ze Yun:...

Last time the earthquake, he awakened an olfactory ability; being able to awaken was overall more beneficial than harmful, but Yu Ze Yun had suffered much torment because of it.

He raised his hand to rub his nose, and after the tremors were no longer so strong, the two walked out along the farm's small path, their destination naturally being the Shen family home.

Shen Guozhu and the others had not slept; they moved stools to sit at the doorway chatting.

Seeing Shen Yao and Yu Ze Yun come over, Fu Chunfang did not forget to hand out a blanket to each person; it was still cold in the latter half of the night, and they must absolutely not catch a cold.

"Aiya, I don't know what's going on, shaking so frequently every day."

Fu Chunfang muttered that living in Sweetwater Village was unsafe, and Shen Le interjected that they were already quite safe, as there were even buildings collapsing in the city.

Fu Chunfang followed with an "aiya," "Buildings collapsed?" saying the city was unsafe, and that dead girl Shen Xin was hard-headed, insisting on entangling herself with Chen Peng!

The more she thought about it, the angrier she got; Fu Chunfang began cursing the Chen family, while the others around dared not interject and could only listen in.

Fortunately, this anger came quickly and went quickly; Fu Chunfang soon changed the topic, talking about village matters.

Sweetwater Village was not large, but there were many villagers, most of whom were middle-aged or elderly; apart from farming, they usually gathered to chat and gossip, and Fu Chunfang had a good relationship with several village aunties, so certain gossip came easily to her.

Yu Ze Yun never expected that at this moment he would be sitting in this farmhouse courtyard listening to family trivialities; after all, since birth, he had been cultivated to have nothing to do with being down-to-earth.

Chatting and laughing, by the time it was bright, Fu Chunfang only then got up to go into the house to cook.

Shen Yao and Yu Ze Yun naturally stayed to eat together; it was all home-cooked dishes, nothing unsightly.

After finishing the meal, they turned on the television and just happened to see the news reporting the earthquake; just as Yu Ze Yun had said before, it was a chain reaction caused by the neighboring province, and for their own province the influence was not as great as before.

'Host, the spiritual energy concentration has increased.'

The system could not bear the loneliness, jumping out to say that the Spiritual Qi Revival had great potential.

'What does this have to do with us?' The farm's fields had not changed; like previous good things, one could not catch them every time.

Strolling back to the farm with Yu Ze Yun, the vehicles that had come to pick up goods were already waiting at the doorway; Shen Yao hurriedly greeted them to come in and load the goods.

Because the midnight earthquake came hastily, there were far fewer vehicles for picking up goods this time; Shen Yao had to manually call people to pick vegetables, fearing that if they were late, they would rot in the ground and be wasted.

Because spirit stones and arrays were buried in the ground, the spiritual energy concentration there was relatively high; the vegetables and fruits grown here grew well and were nutritious, which was also the main reason the farm's crops could sell at high prices.

Shen Yao watched the crowds coming and going, picked up the phone, and contacted several more purchasers.

No matter what, the fruits and vegetables in the ground could not be wasted for nothing; this bit of spiritual energy was not enough to keep them from rotting. Once they passed the line of maturity, if not picked in time, they would fall directly to the ground and rot.

This earthquake seemed to have no effect on Sweetwater Village; in the villagers' mouths it lasted no more than half a day before being replaced by more interesting news.

The village was not short of topics; moreover, the people here were best at discovering interesting things.

By mid-September, the Yu family came to the village in a low-key manner; naturally, they stayed at Shen Yao's farm.

Yu Ze Yun was very determined to register his household here; the elders in his family were not unreasonable either. Since the countryside was more fragrant than the city in the future, while most other people had not yet taken action, it seemed not wrong for them to seize the opportunity first.

Yu Ze Yun had stayed in Sweetwater Village for several months and knew quite a bit about it.

The procedures for registering a household and buying land were very difficult; without channels, one shouldn't even think about it.

Fortunately, both he and his cousin had the backing of the Management Bureau; their abilities were still useful, and Yu Ze Yun soon bought the land and property he fancied in Sweetwater Village.

Of course, the area could not be large, but it was more than enough for the several members of the Yu family to live in.

"Next to the farm? Will it affect your business?"

Fu Chunfang snapped the string beans in her hand, broke them open in the middle, and threw them into the open bag.

"No, there are no village households around the farm; the Yu family bought that place for the sake of quiet."

The farm relied on the mountain, had water around it, and the few plots of land in front of the door grew some vegetables; they did not need to get too deeply involved with the villagers.

The Yu family were originally city people; returning to the countryside to put down roots was not because they wanted to live here. They were operating with the thought of leaving a retreat route, after all, earthquakes came every now and then; who knew when something would suddenly happen, making it impossible to live in the city?

The engineering team came to Sweetwater Village; this time it was not to serve Shen Yao's farm, but for the land newly bought by the Yu family.

Rebuilding houses, tidying the courtyard, and then discussing all sorts of miscellaneous matters; Yu Ze Yun was busy running back and forth alone. By the time these things got on track, Yu Ze Yun had changed from a creamy pretty boy into a handsome, rugged man.

Shen Yao:...

Shen Yao looked at Yu Ze Yun standing at her door, somewhat surprised that this person would come to the door.

Yu Ze Yun rubbed his nose tip somewhat embarrassedly, thinking that he had to go out on a mission, and when he returned it would be next year. By then the house next door would be built; he could not live at the farm, and his contact with Shen Yao would only become less and less...

As the saying goes, a graceful and virtuous lady is a fit match for a gentleman.

During the few months Yu Ze Yun stayed at the farm, apart from Yu Xingye, the person he contacted most was Shen Yao.

He and Shen Yao went from being unfamiliar at first to gradually becoming close; everything had traces to follow.

But it must be said, their initial interaction was accompanied by an exchange of interests; medicinal herbs cultivated by wood-type ability users—whoever was human would not be unmoved.

No one knew what the two had said, but from Yu Ze Yun's slightly relaxed expression before leaving, it was clear the conversation had not gone badly.

The permanent population of the farm returned to one; apart from tending to the fields' produce every day, Shen Yao spent her time trying to find herself a companion.

Soon, three non-human pets appeared on the farm: one calico cat and two little native dogs.

They were not kids, but stray animals Shen Yao had picked up on the road when she went out.

It was also a coincidence; thinking this period was sensitive and that these three pets all had some special abilities, she simply brought them home to raise.

The calico cat was called Da Fu, and the two little native dogs were called Wang Cai and Fa Cai, names from Lady Fu Chunfang, containing the most ordinary wishes of farming folk.

Now Shen Yao brought two hopping-and-jumping followers with her whenever she went out; as for the lively and active cat mistress? She had her own schedule.

Early November, the weather had turned cold.

The once-bustling farm had quieted down; although there were still some green vegetables in the fields, compared to the previous few months, there was far less.

The purchasers didn't run to Sweetwater Village as much; the villagers, busy for over half a year, had a chance to catch their breath, spending more time every day chatting idly.

The front courtyard of the Shen Family at the center of the village became the villagers' information exchange station.

The first thing Fu Chunfang did every day after getting up was to set out her family's benches, tables, and chairs in the courtyard, and not forget to bring out some peanuts and melon seeds.

Of course, the front courtyard was cold, especially early in the morning when hands froze.

But Fu Chunfang's home had a stove; by then they would be dressed warmly, and besides, they had spent money to order a batch of thick plastic, which they put over a layer in the front courtyard—let alone the villagers sitting in the courtyard chatting, even taking off clothes to sleep wouldn't be cold.

When Shen Yao came over, Wang Cai and Fa Cai followed behind her; Fu Chunfang brought out some leftover dishes and rice, and seeing this, not only did she not throw them away, but instead placed them before the two dogs as their morning meal.

Shen Yao:...

"Mom, they came after eating their fill."

The farm lacked everything except grain; just the rice and flour stored in Ku Fang were enough for Shen Yao to eat for a long time, not to mention she had stored quite a bit in her space as backup.

"Once they're full they can't eat more; look at them, this is clearly not having eaten enough."

Fu Chunfang pointed at the two dogs eating with their heads down, feeling her daughter was being dishonest.

Shen Yao was speechless; the farm's spiritual energy concentration was high, and it was of great benefit to these mutated creatures.

Wang Cai and Fa Cai weren't hungry, just greedy and with fast digestion.

Shen Yao couldn't feed them spiritual plants; even medicinal herbs had great uses.

Helpless, eat up; anyway, eating won't cause trouble!

Villagers came over one after another, some holding snacks, some carrying their family's clothing fabric, and some even bringing tools to relieve boredom; after struggling for over half a year, it was finally the end of the year—couldn't they relax a bit?

Shen Yao went into the room to hide and happened to run into Shen Le; this person had gone to the city to try a new job, but returned home after not working for long.

Saying the work in the city wasn't easy, and everyone's hearts were in turmoil.

Shen Le had stayed in the city for a few days, either worrying the building would suddenly collapse or worrying the company would go under; as for not staying in the city and going elsewhere, nowhere was peaceful, so she might as well return to Sweetwater Village.

Inside the room, the two sisters chatted; outside, the villagers were also talking about family matters.

The most direct thing was someone saying young people who went out to work wanted to return home and never leave again.

Life outside was hard; workers earned too little to spend, so they might as well return to the village to farm and feed themselves; although farming wasn't worth much, at least they wouldn't starve.

"Chunfang, have you heard? Several families from Cheng want to buy houses in our Sweetwater Village."

"Not just Sweetwater Village; several surrounding villages have this situation, and the prices aren't low at all; if it weren't for too many people at home and not enough space, I'd want to sell!"

"..."

The villagers thought little of it; just clutching money in their hands felt secure, and besides, they had land in the village; even if they sold their houses, at worst they could ask the Village Chief to build extra ones.

Matters in the countryside valued 'the people don't report, the officials don't investigate'; if the village agreed, who would blow the whistle?

The Village Chief, who didn't know yet:...

Fu Chunfang expressed no opinion on this; anyway, her family had fields, land, and a house; even if Shen Xin's family living in the city came back, she could arrange it.

However, the young people who left the village had all returned; Fu Chunfang sighed, saying the year wouldn't be easy: "Didn't make any money, and every family has several more mouths to feed."

When they really go to work in the fields next year, how can they rely on just that bit of produce from the land?

Shen Yao hurriedly poured a cup of warm water and handed it to Fu Chunfang: "This matter is for the Village Chief and them to worry about."

"What can the Village Chief do? Our Sweetwater Village isn't a major grain-producing household;" Shen Yao being able to rent the mountain was entirely because no one had thought of this side before; actually, there wasn't any contiguous developable land around Sweetwater Village.

Shen Le cracked melon seeds, all roasted at home themselves, without added seasoning, but the taste was good—fragrant and crispy, the more she ate the more addictive.

"Mom, who knows, next year the land yield might increase, and then we'll rely on the land for food;" Shen Le finished speaking, then covered her mouth and laughed "hahaha"; "Nowadays in the city, buying a jin of vegetables costs several times more; many people say they can't afford to eat."

Unlike them in the countryside, where vegetables, rice, and flour are enough; they can't finish eating three meals a day.

Fu Chunfang raised her hand and patted her little daughter who was never proper all day: "Nonsense!"

Shen Le:...

Shen Le felt she was utterly wronged; everything she said was what she had seen with her own eyes; otherwise, how could she have run back from the city? If she could still work normally in the city, she would have gritted her teeth and persisted.

Shen Yao didn't join in the conversation, because with this pattern, the situation would only get worse.

The city was full of high-density cement buildings, where major casualties were extremely likely to occur.

"After the New Year, Little Sister, you go to your maternal grandfather's village to look at the mountain land; if possible, contract it;" then whether she farmed it herself or had Fu Chunfang's maternal relatives manage it, it could solve some troubles for the future Shen Family.

Visibly, land was becoming more and more important; they had to take advantage of the present to do some planning at home.

Shen Le, hearing her Second Sister's arrangement, although a bit apprehensive, still nodded in agreement.

Yes, her Second Sister wouldn't lie to her; working for others versus working for herself—Shen Le thought it over and over, and still felt working for herself had more potential.

Besides, Second Sister was in the farm business; what she did was similar to this; couldn't she borrow Second Sister's channels? Then she wouldn't have to worry about sales.

Fu Chunfang, hearing this, pursed her lips and didn't say much; the Second Daughter was developing well, helping out the family—it was also her own kindness.

Otherwise, Shen Liangkai had so many supermarkets, yet hadn't mentioned Shen Le's job.

Sigh

Fu Chunfang grew more and more upset the more she thought; she had given birth to five children in total, and it seemed only Shen Yao could stand on her own; was it truly her failure in education? Why were the first two children so poor in conduct and dealing with the world?

Some things shouldn't be thought about too deeply, otherwise it's easy to drive oneself into a corner.

Fu Chunfang now shows this sign: she suddenly fell ill for a period of time, and her body became extremely thin.