The scene changed, and when Shu Miao opened her eyes again, she was already on the top of a bungalow.

She took a deep breath and looked at the fields that were becoming increasingly green, her eyes filled with sparkling light.

This is her treasure!

A secret garden that belongs only to her!!

It’s also a secret base where she can eat her fill!!!

Looking around, this is a large piece of black land with the center of the bungalow as the dividing line.

The sparsely planted sweet potato seedlings on the left are compared to the more messy ones on the right.

On the west side there are sparse rice and corn seedlings, on the east side there are a few small saplings of different varieties, or a few lonely green onions or a small patch of vegetable seedlings, and even worse, there is a piece of empty land.

She originally planned to plant sweet potato vines on this vacant land. After all, sweet potato vines are easy to survive and have high yields.

Just as she was about to take action, she overheard an aunt teaching her two children how to follow her pace during the autumn harvest so that they could "pick" the most rice ears.

She was stunned!

You know, half a month ago, several children stole sweet potatoes from the collective field because they were greedy and were caught by patrolling militia.

His parents tied him directly to a pillar in the drying yard and whipped him several times in public. His crying, like the howling of ghosts and wolves, filled the entire production team.

It severely frightened those who had bad intentions, including her!

After that, the team leader would hold a mobilization meeting every day, asking the members to keep an eye on their children. Those who were caught would not just have their work points deducted.

Although Shu Miao was unfamiliar with the terms collective ownership, membership, and work points, after hearing them many times and paying careful attention, she roughly understood what they were.

With the previous experience as a lesson, she became more covert in her quiet act of plucking the sweet potato vines.

Every time I arrived at a piece of land, I only dared to break off one sweet potato vine. I was completely the type who would move to another place after doing one job.

She expressed shock and envy at such blatant acts of fleecing people right under the public's noses.

At the same time, we also learned the specific date of the autumn harvest and many activities such as picking rice ears.

Since there are more suitable crops to grow, waiting for three or five more days is no big deal.

Anyway, she won't go hungry just by eating the sweet potato leaves produced in the space every day, not to mention that after the sweet potatoes are harvested in a while, she will never go hungry again.

But if you want to eat well, you have to plan carefully.

After all, eating sweet potatoes every day will either cause bloating or heartburn. If there is a better option, she will naturally prefer it.

As for the size of this piece of land, she estimated it to be about one acre.

In fact, it was thanks to the two acres of land next to the welfare home that she had a concrete reference, otherwise she really couldn't tell how big the land was.

But the most important thing right now is to find a way to pick more chestnuts from the mountain.

The reason she entered the space at this moment was just to record the drying function of the bungalow roof and how long it would take to complete the drying.

After all, the air-dried chestnut balls can be automatically shelled by just tapping them with a wooden stick.

This not only saves time and effort, but also saves more space for storage in the long run.

Speaking of storage, we have to mention the bungalow under her feet. The size of the house is much smaller than the land, but its functions are extremely powerful!

Just look at the bowl of boiling water in the bungalow that has been there for more than half a month, and you will understand! In front of the front door of the bungalow is a large courtyard about the size of one-third of the land.

There is a small pond on the left side of the yard, which is about 6 meters long and 5 meters wide.

She had previously used a bamboo pole to test the depth of the edge of the pond, which was about the same height as her current height. As for the depth in the middle, she said she couldn't reach it and didn't know.

Speaking of height, her body was about the height of a seven-year-old child, but she couldn't say how old she actually was.

In order to find out where she was, she avoided the adults and asked a few brave children some questions.

Apart from knowing that the original body had the same name and surname as her, she didn't understand a word he said.

What she found most unbelievable was that a boy who was shorter than her actually said he was twelve years old!

Only then did she realize that children nowadays are generally short!

But when I thought about the fact that the current environment was even worse than the worst time in the welfare home, I felt relieved.

Of course, she also tried to ask them indirectly to guess how old she was, but the answers they got were still not optimistic.

Anyway, she was skeptical about them saying she was already eleven years old!

It didn't make sense that this body, while being three years older than her, should be shorter than it was when she was seven.

Shu Miao expressed acceptance of incompetence!

In order to avoid being a short person in the future, after her activities were no longer affected, she ran to the mountains every day and tried to grab as much edible food as possible.

Unfortunately, I didn’t see any fruits, but I did see a lot of wild vegetables.

What made her feel depressed was that the wild vegetables she had brought back with great effort were blanched and dried by the so-called "auntie".

In the end, nothing ended up in her stomach, and she still had to rely on two little sweet potatoes to survive every day.

Until she gritted her teeth, made up her mind, went into the mountains, and found a chestnut tree.

The feeling of hunger prompted her to burst out with unparalleled energy and spirit, and she managed to hook a few low-lying chestnut balls with a branch.

Later, he used his hands and feet, and smashed the chestnuts with stones, and finally he was able to eat the tender chestnut kernels.

She was extremely hungry at that time, and it was not until her stomach stopped churning that she realized there were many thorns on her hands.

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