Reborn and Divorced: I'm Raising My Kids and Lying Low to Get Rich

Opening her eyes, Chen Hong was reborn. She was reborn just before she was about to take her children back to her parents' home. Not wanting to live a life of looking at others' faces for a...

Chapter 20 Preparing to Plant Fruit Trees in the Space

Aunt Guo said indignantly, "That brat! Why doesn't Yu Zhaohua do anything about him? Now that Yu Hai is divorced, he can openly mess around. I think Yu Zhaohua is going to have a hard time. Yu Hai has only been home a few days in the past few years, and it's only because Chen Hong took care of him. Now that they're two families, it won't be convenient for Chen Hong anymore. Do you think Yu Hai will take him to Jinan?"

"I don't think it's possible in the short term, and it's hard to say what will happen in a few years. Even if he does take her to Jinan, who knows what kind of temper she'll have? People are all different. I hope Yu Hai won't regret it later. Why is today so worrying!" The village chief sighed anxiously.

"Did Chen Hong say what she's going to do in the future? Sigh! What a waste of such a good child!"

Aunt Guo told him, "Chen Hong said she wants to stay here because she's afraid her child will be discriminated against in a different environment! The land, the boat, and the house she lives in have all been awarded to her. I think Chen Hong will definitely be fine. She's so capable, and she doesn't have to worry about that sick old man Yu Zhaohua anymore."

"It's just that getting a divorce doesn't sound good, but the truth is, it doesn't matter whether Yu Hai is here or not. In the past two years, Yu Hai has only come back for three to five days during the Mid-Autumn Festival and Chinese New Year. He doesn't come back at other times. Chen Hong is like a widow. It's only because she's Chen Hong; anyone else would have left long ago!"

Hearing what Aunt Guo said, the village chief also felt that it made sense: "It's too late to say anything about this now, let's not mention it again. If Chen Hong needs anything in the village, let's help her more. She's a grateful girl, she's easy to get along with, much better than Yu Hai."

Leaving aside the village elders' opinion on Chen Hong's divorce, Chen Hong started working as soon as she entered the house. First, she took advantage of the sun to collect the mushrooms and dried goods drying on the roof into nylon bags. She would leave them overnight to let them absorb some moisture, and then dry them again the next day.

I fed the chickens and ducks in the backyard, collected their eggs, picked some vegetables, and went back to the kitchen to cook. I reheated the frozen steamed buns in the freezer, stir-fried some sliced ​​meat and mushrooms, braised mudskipper, and made a clear stewed yellowfin tuna soup.

After placing the food on the table, Chen Hong walked to the front door and shouted, "Yu Yang, come home for dinner!" After calling twice and hearing Yu Yang's reply, Chen Hong turned around and went back inside.

Yu Yang ran home excitedly: "Mom, I'm home!"

"Wash your hands and eat. Whose house did you play at this afternoon?" Chen Hong asked casually.

"Mom, we went to see kittens at Xiaohao's house today. His big tabby cat had five kittens, all of them are spotted, they're so cute!"

“When you look at the kittens, keep your distance. Just look and don’t touch them. Mother cats who have just given birth are protective of their kittens and will scratch you!” Chen Hong said to her son.

“We know, Grandma Xiaohao told us. We’ll just look and not touch.”

After dinner, the mother and son locked the front door. After washing up, Chen Hong watched cartoons with her son. At nine o'clock, her son went to bed, and Chen Hong did some yoga.

Perhaps she slept too much at noon, Chen Hong sat leaning against the headboard reading "Field Management of Fruit Trees." If the space-grown fruit trees are successfully cultivated in the future, the management methods for different types of fruit trees will vary.

As a real farmer, Chen Hong wouldn't just plant fruit trees and wait for the harvest like in novels.

Such things are only depicted in novels. In reality, the more fertile the soil, the more attention is paid to pruning and management. Otherwise, the branches will grow wildly, resulting in fewer or no fruits, and the quality of the fruits will also be poor.

An hour later, seeing her son sleeping like a little pig, Chen Hong went to the bathroom.

After closing the door, Chen Hong entered the space and looked at the tea tree she had planted the night before. It should have survived, as the leaves were much larger and thicker than yesterday.

I walked to the riverbank and saw that the orchids had also come back to life. The flowers were in full bloom, and the fragrance seemed even stronger and more intense.

Honeysuckle and blueberries are growing well, and the planted Solomon's seal tubers have sprouted two-centimeter-long seedlings.

It seems that the space is indeed suitable for planting. However, my space has neither a spirit nor any spiritual energy or springs. The river water is only slightly better than the well water or mineral water outside, and its effects on animals and plants are not that miraculous.

This relieved Chen Hong; it was for the best. She didn't want the river to be too unpredictable, altering people and animals too conspicuously. That wouldn't be a miracle, that would be suicidal. Chen Hong hadn't had enough of her life yet; she had to live it to the fullest.

Judging from the germination of Polygonatum sibiricum, the plants do indeed grow faster indoors than outdoors. Outdoors, Polygonatum sibiricum normally sprouts in 10-15 days, but indoors it sprouts in just one day. I'm wondering if it's about 10-15 days faster, or 10-15 times faster?

The time frame is still too short; further observation is needed. Trees and shrubs grow slowly, and it's impossible to make a judgment in just one day. Perhaps we could try planting some varieties with shorter growing seasons?

Chen Hong left her spatial dimension and went to the storage room. She brought in all the seeds she had left at home, and used a hoe to dig several plots of land near the chestnut tree. She planted two rows of peanuts, soybeans, and corn. The soil was very moist, so there was no need to water them. She would come back in tomorrow night to check on the germination of the seeds.

Looking at the grassland, there's so much that needs to be added. We'll take it slow; we can only add what we can think of. We need to find a way to buy a hand-held tiller. Just using a hoe, I couldn't finish these dozen or so acres even if I stayed up all night for half a month!

There's no one else in this space but myself. Plants need pollination, so I need to find a way to buy a few beehives to bring in. Otherwise, no matter how precious the fruit trees are, they will only bloom but not bear fruit.

Harvesting fruit trees is also a problem. The only fruits commonly grown locally are pears, apricots, peaches, dates, and plums, and most of them are local varieties.

Collecting fruit trees in a high-profile manner is not advisable; a safe and reliable channel must be found, without alerting others.

Suddenly, Chen Hong hurriedly left the space and went to her bedroom to pick up her phone. She remembered Taobao; she recalled that Taobao was launched in 2003, and now, in 2006, she could still shop using Taobao.

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