galactic empress Xu Qingmo transmigrated while ascending the throne, becoming the five-year-old daughter of a young lady from Shanghai in the 1970s. The moment she opened her eyes, she and her ori...
Not only do we need to raise fish, shrimp, and crabs, but we also need to build a big house.
Xu Qingmo thought that since firewood and meat from outside could be brought into the space, the house should be able to as well.
She really wanted a house like the one she lived in on Earth, but now that resources were scarce in this world, it was impossible to replicate it exactly.
When she has time, she wants to visit the county town and see what the architecture is like there.
If it looks good, she decided to find a few people to build her a house in the mountains, and then she would store it in her space.
Thinking of this, Xu Qingmo felt much better.
"MoMo, what are you laughing at?" Wang Jing's gaze was fixed on Xu Qingmo, and seeing her laugh, Wang Jing couldn't help but curl her lips into a smile as well.
“I’m thinking of replacing these little wooden houses with bigger and better ones, so that my mom and I can come and stay here for a while when we have free time.”
"I'll do whatever you say. My money, jewelry, and some receipts are all in the chest in the cabin. You can take them whenever you want." Wang Jing entrusted everything here to Xu Qingmo with peace of mind.
Xu Qingmo nodded. "Okay."
The mother and daughter emerged from the space and left the mountains.
Inside the house, Hong Lanlan had already prepared the meal. She didn't leave, and Lu Ting was doing his homework at the table.
Seeing Lu Ting's serious expression, Hong Lanlan couldn't help but start talking.
"Lu Ting, what do you think of Xu Qingmo as your younger sister?"
"She's fine."
“I also think she’s great. Since she came, our family has argued much less.” Before, because of the poor food, neither the adults nor the children were happy.
Now we can eat well and be full, and the atmosphere at home has improved a lot.
Lu Ting did not answer and continued writing with his head down.
"Wow, it smells so good! Did you secretly eat meat again?" Wang Xiaohu came running at the smell, inhaling deeply, wishing he could take all the meaty aroma with him.
Lu Ting didn't have a good impression of Wang Xiaohu, and his tone was sharp, "What are you doing here?"
"Why can't I come? There's no sign here saying Wang Xiaohu can't come in. Besides, this isn't your home. What are you so arrogant about?" Wang Xiaohu's injuries had healed considerably, and he had become quite swaggering.
"This is my home. You are not welcome here. Get out."
Wang Xiaohu stood there, unwilling to leave.
He hadn't eaten meat for several days, and he was determined to have a bite of meat here today no matter what.
"The more you tell me to leave, the less I'll leave. I'm so angry, hehehe..." Wang Xiaohu made a face at Lu Ting, looking smug.
"Which scoundrel showed up in my house? Believe me or not, I'll beat him out with a stick!" Xu Qingmo and Wang Jing returned and happened to overhear the conversation.
Wang Xiaohu immediately changed his attitude when facing Xu Qingmo.
He walked up to her with a grin, "Xu Qingmo, you're finally back! I have some fresh secrets to tell you, do you want to hear them?"
Xu Qingmo, feeling bored, nodded and said, "Tell me about it."
Wang Xiaohu deliberately kept everyone in suspense, saying, "I'm so hungry, I don't have the energy to talk."
"Then let's go home. We can talk about it again when you have the energy," Xu Qingmo said, not stopping her.
Wang Xiaohu got anxious. "That's not what I meant. I meant, if you find the secret I'm about to tell you interesting, could I stay and have a bowl of meat?"
Xu Qingmo had plenty of meat at home, so she didn't care about that one bowl.
She nodded. "Sure, but only if what you say is compelling enough."
Wang Xiaohu grinned and said, "Don't worry, it will definitely be exciting."
Wang Xiaohu cleared his throat and began to describe the situation vividly, "Da Ya's parents are getting a divorce, and people back home have found out about it. They sent word that they've already found a new mother for Da Ya."
Hong Lanlan was shocked. She was usually a gossip lover, and she had never heard of this news before.
Hong Lanlan said to Wang Xiaohu, "Don't make up stories just to get a bowl of meat. If Song Cuiping hears about this, she definitely won't let you off easily."
Wang Xiaohu patted his chest and assured her, "Don't worry, it's absolutely true. I heard it from Daya herself. If it's false, it's Daya lying."
The people around fell silent.
Wang Xiaohu was overjoyed and tentatively asked, "Can I have a bowl of meat?"
Xu Qingmo told Wang Xiaohu to go to the kitchen and get himself a bowl of meat. Lu Ting, worried that Wang Xiaohu would sneak a bite, followed closely behind.
Wang Jing had been living in the family compound for some time and was gradually getting to know the people there.
Song Cuiping and Du Jun usually present a decent image to outsiders, at least not to the point of divorce.
But the news of the divorce came from Da Ya's mouth, so it must be true.
Hong Lanlan's eyes lit up; she could go chat with her sisters again.
Wang Jing said, "We don't know if this is true or false yet, so let's not talk about it to the public for now."
Hong Lanlan readily agreed, "Don't worry, I'm very tight-lipped."
Before Wang Jing could say anything more, a porcelain bowl fell to the floor from the kitchen.
Upon entering the kitchen, they saw a bowl lying in front of Wang Xiaohu, with large chunks of meat scattered around the broken bowl.
He squatted down without complaint, stuffing pieces of meat into his mouth, exhaling hot breath from time to time, saying how hot it was as he chewed.
"Lu Ting, you really are something! Xu Qingmo already agreed to let me have a bowl of meat, why are you stopping me? Do you think you're the boss of this house?"
"You've clearly already eaten a lot of meat, and there's still so much left in the bowl, it's way more than the amount of meat in a bowl."
"You're talking nonsense. I didn't steal any food. I know you hate me, but you can't wrong me. No, I can't stand this injustice. I need a fresh bowl."
Wang Xiaohu took the bowl and filled it for himself again.
Lu Ting wanted to stop her, but seeing that Xu Qingmo didn't say anything, he had no choice but to withdraw his hand.
Wang Xiaohu hurriedly ran home, fearing that Xu Qingmo might change her mind.
Hong Lanlan also left with her share.
Not long after leaving Xu Qingmo's house, Hong Lanlan ran into someone from the family compound and greeted them, "Have you eaten?"
"Not yet, just finished. It's too hot inside, so I came out for some fresh air."
"Have you heard? It seems that Song Cuiping and Du Jun are getting a divorce..." Hong Lanlan recounted what she had heard in detail.
The other person looked surprised, "No way, the two of them usually get along quite well, and many people think they'll be together forever."
"I only heard about it, I don't know if it's true or not, just pretend you didn't hear it. I'm not talking to you anymore, the child is waiting for me at home."
After saying goodbye to Hong Lanlan, the other person ran into another person and started a conversation, "Have you heard? Song Cuiping and Du Jun are getting a divorce because they can't have a son..."