Three days later, Old Han came for a follow-up visit. He examined the patient and found everything was fine. Old Han gave her two prescriptions. One was for internal use, which she could take immediately, three doses would suffice. The other was for external use, but she would need to wait until the swelling subsided.

When Old Man Han left, Song Yan gave him two more eggs.

"Give me ten yuan. I'll go get my medicine tomorrow." Wei Aiguo said, then stared at Song Yan.

Song Yan went back inside and patted her chest. Thank goodness Jiang Xiaoxiao brought her the money, otherwise she would have been finished today. Song Yan was unaware that Wei Aiguo already knew about the money.

Surprisingly, Song Yan actually produced the money. Wei Aiguo took the money and put it in his pocket. He was still five yuan short. He would definitely get the rest back next time. No, there was still the ten yuan for the wedding gift. Once he got all the money back, he would divorce her.

This space is truly magical. In just six days, the strawberries have ripened to a vibrant red, comparable to high-quality varieties from later generations, and their flavor is absolutely exquisite. The strawberries are too big; smaller ones would be much better, otherwise they're too conspicuous. The tomatoes have not only blossomed and borne fruit, but they're all ripe. Each tomato is large, round, sweet, and juicy. If she weren't worried about revealing the secret before the tomatoes were fully ripe, she would have loved to share them with others.

Yesterday, Song Yan found a fishing rod, line, and hook in the storage room. She thought, could she use this fishing rod as a decoy? She figured she could move any fish she saw into her spatial storage, and then take them out again…

A few days later, when Song Yan felt her head injury had almost healed, she wanted to go fishing. These days, everyone was struggling to make ends meet, and Wei An and Wei Ping were both thin and small. Her mother-in-law wasn't getting enough nutrition, so her bones weren't growing.

In the afternoon, Song Yan finished tidying up everything. She then discussed with her mother-in-law that they wanted to go fishing.

"The fishing rod was left by Wei Ping's grandfather. Fish aren't so easy to catch. What if you fall into the water? If you want to eat fish, we can ask Aiguo to buy one sometime." Aunt Wei didn't want Song Yan to go fishing.

“I don’t want to eat fish. Your legs won’t grow back if you don’t eat some meat. I’m just going to go to the river to see what happens. I’m a grown woman, I definitely won’t fall into the water. If I can’t catch any fish, I’ll come back right away.” Song Yan repeatedly assured her that she would be careful. Only then did Aunt Wei agree to let her go.

When Aunt Wei heard that Song Yan was fishing for her, she felt a little relieved. This child does have some filial piety after all.

Song Yan put a basin into her space. Then she took the bucket, fishing rod, and a small stool and went to the river.

Song Yan cast her fishing rod out to avoid being seen.

Song Yan carefully searched for fish in the river. The water wasn't too murky, and she could actually see fish. With a thought, the fish went into a basin in her spatial dimension, and then, with another thought, she transferred it from her spatial dimension into a bucket. Great! It was a crucian carp weighing about half a pound.

If only the space could be larger, with springs and pools. Unfortunately, no matter how much Song Yan wished, the space remained the same.

Song Yan moved the fish she saw into her spatial dimension and then back out. She patiently sat for half an afternoon, and by then there were five fish in the bucket. The three smaller ones weighed three or four ounces each, and the two larger ones weighed eight or nine ounces each. Enough to make fish soup.

When Wei Aiguo returned from work, Wei Ping ran out and hugged his leg. "Second Uncle, let's eat fish! Let's eat fish today!"

"Your second uncle will buy you fish tomorrow." Wei Aiguo was genuinely good to these two children.

Wei An ran over too. "We're having fish today!"

"We can't buy any today," Wei Aiguo said.

"There's fish to eat!" Wei Ping shouted.

Wei Aiguo could indeed smell the aroma of fish.

"Go wash your hands quickly. Song Yan caught some fish, so we'll have fish soup today," Aunt Wei said happily.

Wei Aiguo saw Song Yan fiddling with her fishing rod. How many fish could she catch? When a rich fish soup was served on the table, Wei Aiguo was quite surprised.

Wei Ping kept exclaiming how delicious it was while drinking. Wei An didn't look up, just watched Song Yan pick out fish for her to eat. Aunt Wei also ate with great satisfaction. Wei Aiguo's feelings were somewhat complicated.

After finishing her meal, Song Yan carried Qingcao on her back, along with a small earthenware pot. Wei Aiguo noticed that she was filling it with fish soup and couldn't help but remind her, "Be careful, don't let anyone see you."

"I know!" Song Yan replied easily. She immediately put the earthenware jar into her spatial storage the moment she turned to close the door. She only took the jar out when she reached the cowshed.

Old Han and his three companions had been sent to the countryside for several years and had almost forgotten what fish tasted like. The small earthenware pot held a lot, and they poured out four large bowls of fish soup. "You all enjoy your soup, I'm off!"

Old Du called out to Song Yan, "Wei Aiguo has already brought quite a bit of grass for the cattle. This load of grass won't be enough even if he doesn't bring any more tonight."

Song Yan asked in confusion, "When did Wei Aiguo send the cattle grass?"

Old Man Han: "He brought a big load before I went to work in the morning, another big load when I finished work at noon, and yet another big load when I went to work in the afternoon."

"Yidabei" is a local dialect term meaning to carry a lot of things on one's back.

Wei Aiguo actually sent so much grass, but he didn't say a word. On the way back, Song Yan felt a little uneasy, though she couldn't quite put her finger on it. Whether Wei Aiguo was good or bad, he wasn't hers.

"Second Aunt, tell me a story," Wei An said, tugging at Song Yan's hand affectionately.

"Second Aunt, I want to drink fish soup again tomorrow." Wei Ping tugged at Song Yan's sleeve and shook it.

"Lie down, everyone. I'm going to tell you a story now. I'll go fishing again tomorrow. If I catch any fish, we'll have fish soup. If I don't, then no fish soup." Song Yan doesn't make promises lightly, especially when there's a chance of something going wrong. What if she can't keep her word? Wouldn't that disappoint the children?

"Second Aunt, then you should fish as hard as you can, you must catch a fish. I want to drink fish soup." Wei Ping thought the fish soup tonight was delicious. Song Yan thought it was just so-so, it only had scallions, ginger, and salt, no other seasonings, and it even had a bit of a fishy smell.

"Today I'm going to tell you the story of Little Red Riding Hood..."

Song Yan's voice was calm and even, bringing a sense of peace to Wei Aiguo's heart. Song Yan was different from before…

Song Yan did all the chores she could in the morning, such as washing clothes and weeding the vegetable garden. In the afternoon, she actually went fishing.