"Okay!" Shen Nian'an nodded vigorously, a happy smile on her face.

When Lin Wanqiu went to the stove to cook, she made extra vegetable and tofu soup, thinking she could reheat it for lunch. Just as she ladled out the soup, she heard a knock at the gate, accompanied by Zhang Lan's voice: "Wanqiu, open the door, I've come to bring you something."

Lin Wanqiu's heart tightened. Zhang Lan's arrival at this time was definitely not for good. She took the soup into the inner room, hid it, and then went to the door, opened it a crack, and asked warily, "Sister-in-law, is there something you need? I still need to feed Niannian."

Zhang Lan stood outside the door, a fake smile plastered on her face, holding a chipped, rough porcelain bowl filled halfway with a dark, murky substance. "Wanqiu, these are the sweet potatoes I cooked yesterday. I thought you and Niannian might not have tried them, so I brought some over. Open the door quickly, I'll give you the sweet potatoes."

Lin Wanqiu looked at the dark, mushy sweet potatoes in the bowl and sneered inwardly. These sweet potatoes were clearly overcooked and there were hardly any of them. Zhang Lan was definitely using the pretense of delivering sweet potatoes to come to her house and find out what she could steal.

"No need, sister-in-law. Niannian and I have already eaten and aren't hungry," Lin Wanqiu said coldly. "You should take the sweet potatoes back to Dabao. He's growing and needs nutrition."

Zhang Lan was surprised that Lin Wanqiu would refuse, and her smile froze for a moment. Then she said, "Wanqiu, why are you being so formal? We're all family, why are you being so formal? Open the door quickly, I'll give you the sweet potato, otherwise it won't taste good if it gets cold."

"Really, there's no need, sister-in-law. I still need to feed Niannian, so I won't entertain you any longer." After saying that, Lin Wanqiu prepared to close the door.

Seeing this, Zhang Lan quickly reached out to block the door, her tone becoming somewhat impatient: "Lin Wanqiu, don't push your luck! I kindly brought you sweet potatoes, and you're not even grateful? Do you have something good hidden at home that you're afraid I'll see?"

Lin Wanqiu's eyes turned cold. She forcefully pushed Zhang Lan's hand away and closed the door. "Sister-in-law, whether my family has good stuff or not is none of your business. If you have nothing else to do, you should leave now. Don't delay me from feeding her."

Zhang Lan, outside the door, stomped her feet in anger and stormed off, muttering curses under her breath. Lin Wanqiu leaned against the door, letting out a sigh of relief. She knew Zhang Lan wouldn't let it go and would definitely come back to cause trouble. But now, with her spatial ability as her backing, she was no longer afraid of them.

She returned to the inner room and looked at the vegetable and tofu soup in the bowl, secretly relieved—thankfully, she had grown vegetables yesterday, otherwise she really wouldn't know what to feed Niannian today. She scooped a spoonful of soup, fed it to Chen Nian'an, and said with a smile, "Niannian, eat quickly, and then we'll go sunbathe."

Shen Nian'an opened her mouth, took a bite of the greens, and said happily, "Mom, these greens are so delicious! I want to eat them again!"

"Okay, Mom will make it for you every day from now on." Looking at her son's smile, Lin Wanqiu felt a surge of motivation. She knew that as long as the space existed, and as long as she worked hard, her and Niannian's lives would definitely get better and better, and those who wanted to bully them would eventually be left behind.