Wang Erniang saw two little boys standing next to a swaddled baby girl in a room on the side, and all three of them were crying.

In the other room, an even stronger stench of urine and feces hit you as soon as you opened the door.

Han Youcai lay silently on the bed, the floor beside him a mess.

The spittoon was lying on the ground, covered in excrement and urine, with a pillow that had fallen over next to it.

"Uncle Han, are you home alone with the kids? Where's Wang Naiyun? Did she go to play cards again? The kids were crying so much, it was so pitiful. Zhiyuan went to work, and she, their own grandmother, didn't even help take care of the children? The children's mother ran away too, what a terrible thing!"

Seeing how pitiful this family was, Wang Erniang went to the village store and called Han Zhiyuan, who was at work.

"Wang Erniang, could you please look after my children for me? I'll ask for leave to go back home right away."

Han Zhiyuan hung up the phone and sat back down at his desk.

His office colleague asked him, "Aren't you going to ask for leave to go back and visit your family?"

"It's not good to take too much time off. My neighbor can help look after her. My mom will be back in a bit." Han Zhiyuan said and went back to his work.

He didn't want to go back to that home for even a moment longer.

Frustrated, he flipped through the calendar on his desk, counting down the days until Song Yinhua would go to the back mountain. Then he would find two hooligans to bully her, pretend to be a hero saving a damsel in distress while carrying a child, and then he could just play the victim and be a hands-off boss!

At this moment, on the hill behind the village.

Song Yinhua is picking wild mulberries.

The mountain behind the village is covered with various wild fruits, vegetables and herbs. People from several nearby villages often go up the mountain to pick them, either to eat at home or to sell at the market.

The small basket was quickly filled.

It contains mulberries, goji berries, and lots of wild mushrooms.

Song Yinhua wiped the sweat from her brow and sat down to rest for a while.

Looking at the wild fruit trees covering the mountain, they were nothing compared to the fruit grown in the space.

On a whim, she decided to find a wild fruit tree, irrigate it with the water from her spatial dimension, and see how the fruit would taste.

Let's get right to it.

She always wore the jade pendant close to her heart, and could freely enter and exit the mysterious space with just her thoughts.

There was nothing to hold water in the space, so she scooped up a handful and poured it under the wild mulberry tree. She then picked a wild peach tree and watered it with some of the spiritual spring water from the space.

The wild peach tree produces fruit smaller than an egg, with a bitter and sour taste.

Water it with the sacred spring water, and wait until next year to taste the fruit.

"Coo coo...coo coo..."

There was a bird call.

Song Yinhua looked in the direction of the sound and saw a wild pigeon's wing tangled in a tattered net.

It kept flapping its wings, trying to fly away, but the net got tangled in its wings.

There are many wild animals such as wild boars, wild birds, and wild snakes on the back mountain, and people from nearby villages often set traps on the mountain to hunt wild game.

Song Yinhua climbed the tree and rescued the wild pigeon. When she released it, the pigeon's wing was injured, and it fell to the ground after flying only two steps.

It kept flapping its wings, trying to fly away, but its injured wings rendered it powerless.

Song Yinhua thought about how she felt energetic after drinking the spiritual spring water from her space, so she tried bringing the wild pigeon into the space and feeding it some of the spiritual spring water.

She thought she might as well try anything; if she couldn't save the wild pigeon, she would take it home, kill it, and eat it.

Unexpectedly, the wild pigeon drank a few mouthfuls of the spiritual spring water, flapped its wings, and flew away.

Song Yinhua searched for a long time before finally finding it on the top of a fruit tree.

By the time Song Yinhua left the space, the sun was almost setting.

A large patch of fiery red clouds appeared in the western sky.

She noticed without noticing that the leaves on the wild peach tree seemed to have turned green, and the wild peaches, which were about the size of eggs, seemed to have grown much larger.

Is this spring water really that magical?

It must be my imagination. The leaves are naturally this green, and the wild peaches are naturally this big.

Song Yinhua carried a basket of wild fruits and mushrooms down the mountain. On her way back to the village, she saw a group of children throwing stones at a crazy woman.

"Hey, what are you doing!" Song Yinhua shouted.

"She's crazy," a child said, throwing a stone at the madwoman.

"Stop right now!" Song Yinhua rushed forward.

A group of children fled in terror, and one of the boys recognized Song Yinhua.

"Bad luck!" the boy cried out, no longer afraid.

Because he had heard his father say that his father had also thrown stones at the jinx when he was a child.

"Don't be afraid, she's a jinx!" The boy picked up a stone from the ground and threw it at her again, and the other children followed suit.

Song Yinhua angrily grabbed the slowest chubby boy.

"Try throwing one again!"

The chubby boy was so scared that he cried.

So cowardly, yet he tries to bully others like everyone else.

Song Yinhua took a bag of mulberries out of her basket, grabbed a few and threw them into the little chubby boy's mouth.

The chubby boy chewed twice while crying, and immediately stopped crying.

"Is it tasty?"

"Mm." The chubby boy nodded.

"Then stop throwing stones at her, and tell everyone else to stop bullying her. You can have this bag of mulberries." Song Yinhua bribed the chubby boy with a bag of mulberries.

A group of children were talking all at once about the crazy woman.

"She has a family, but her family doesn't like her because she's crazy. Only her son comes out to see her every day."

“Her son is terrible. I heard from my grandma that Old Man Wang’s leg was broken by her son, and he almost beat Old Man Wang’s son to death.”

“The old man in the west of the village was also beaten by her son. My parents told me to stay away from this crazy woman.”

The crazy woman was dressed neatly, and had a bump on her forehead, probably from being hit by a stone earlier.

Song Yinhua asked the chubby boy and the others to take the crazy woman home, as it would be dark soon.

"I wouldn't dare, her son would hit me."

Song Yinhua coaxed and coaxed them, promising to bring them more treats later, before the gluttonous chubby boy and a few daring children agreed to take the crazy woman home.

“If his son hits us, we’ll say it was you who told us to take her home,” the chubby boy said.

Song Yinhua nodded.

"What's your name?" asked the most clever-looking child.

"Song Yinhua".

No sooner had Song Yinhua left with her basket on her back than the madwoman's son came looking for her.

Seeing a group of children surrounding his own mother, he clenched his fists, ready to punch them.

The chubby boy cried in fear, "It wasn't us who wanted to take your mother back, it was Song Yinhua who asked us to. Here, have this, please don't hit me, ahhh..."

Huo Jianguo stopped punching, and following the direction the group of children were pointing, he could only see half of Song Yinhua's back as she walked away.

Song Yinhua carried a basket into the village. What came into view was a vast expanse of farmland. The rice stalks were almost knee-high, the leaves and seedlings were turning yellow, and there were many weeds mixed in. It was nothing like the fertile rice paddies in the space.

There is a large pond next to the rice paddies.

Song Caixing was fishing for crayfish by the pond when Song Yinhua called out to her. She immediately put away her fishing rod, grabbed a basket of crayfish, and ran over excitedly.

"Big sister, look how many lobsters I caught! We'll cook them for dinner tonight when we get home."

"So many? We're in for a treat tonight!" Song Yinhua handed the remaining bag of mulberries from her basket to Cai Xing, then took the fishing basket and rod from Cai Xing's hands. "These are your favorite mulberries, picked from the back hill. Come on, let's go home and cook some lobster!"

Song Caixing jumped for joy when she saw the mulberries.

The two sisters chatted and laughed all the way home.