Song Ruan didn't expect that the old village chief would have such a difficult life.

If the superiors do not believe, the subordinates will not follow.

It was clearly worry, but it was called cowardice.

Song Ruan sighed: "Grandpa and grandma, this is true. I dreamed about this, and everything I dreamed about recently has come true. You have to believe me."

Grandma sighed, "Really? So mysterious?"

Song Ruan nodded solemnly: "Yes, grandma, remember to stock up on food when you go back."

"Okay, grandma, listen to Xiaoruan."

Both of these old people are the type who will listen to others’ advice and eat their fill.

Without asking any further questions, they decided to store up food when they returned. ..

When her grandparents went back, Song Ruan took a small jar of meat and gave it to them. She had no shortage of food, but they did.

After seeing off the guests who were coming to eat and clearing away the dishes, it was already evening.

Song Wu came over mysteriously and pulled Song Ruan's sleeve.

"Little sister, I'll take you to see something."

As he spoke, he pointed with his eyes to the newly built small bathroom over there.

Song Ruan glanced at him indifferently: "Second brother, you look so weird and shifty, a little bit vulgar."

"..."

Song Wu felt that his younger sister had changed. The adjectives she used to describe him were no longer the same kind of admiration for her brother's mighty and domineering nature.

"Come with my second brother."

Song Wu pulled her up and they went to the small bathroom in the new house.

I opened the door of the bathroom and looked inside, and saw a large light yellow bathtub made of wood.

"Little sister, how about this bath tub? It's not worse than the one Yang Bin made for you, right?"

Song Wu put his hands on his hips, looking very heroic and confident, and almost had the words "praise me" engraved on his face.

"Thank you, brother. You are the best."

Song Ruan took his arm, leaned her head on his arm and rubbed it.

She felt warm in her heart now. During the days when she was staying at Yang Bin's house, she always felt that she had less time to spend with her family and felt a little uncomfortable.

She didn't expect that when she came back today, everyone in the family was still as nice to her as before.

No, she also has a sister-in-law who treats her well, and a little brother, Wu Lei.

"Of course I am the best, your second brother. Although other family members have helped, your second brother is the biggest contributor. Your second brother is the best."

Song Wu narrowed his eyes, raised his lips, and enjoyed his sister's admiration.

"Yeah, of course I know."

Although she said this to each of her brothers and they knew it, it did not affect their friendship.

With it, Song Ruan naturally took a comfortable bath.

After she finished taking a shower and returned to the room, she found that someone had sorted out all the luggage she brought back and placed them neatly in their proper places.

Song Ruan couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth and rushed to her new bed with a bright mood.

Although I was reluctant to leave Yang Bin, Aunt Yang, and Yang Moer, I felt so happy to be back home.

Song Ruan lay on the new quilt for a while, and then entered the space as usual before going to bed.

There are many more things in the space compared to its desolate appearance at the beginning.

In front of the cabin, there is a set of pure wooden furniture. When you sit down, you can smell a faint sandalwood scent.

When she was making furniture for her home, she asked the carpenter to remake the set of furniture she had bought, and it became a brand new piece of furniture.

Because it was not needed at home and could not fit in the cabin, she placed it in front of the cabin in the space.

When you are tired from work, you can sit here and drink tea and rest, which is a combination of work and rest.

The black soil is now full of crops.

There was a well-built chicken coop with many chicks in it, and countless eggs in the small chicken nests made of straw.

In the two pig pens, both big and small pigs are raised very fat.

The remaining grass is now filled with supplies.

Song Ruan sorted the supplies collected these days and piled them on the grass.

The pile formed a small hill that was taller than the thatched hut in the space.

The supplies on the hill include fine grains like rice, wheat and flour, but more of them are coarse grains like corn and sweet potatoes that are filling.

In addition to these, there are also dried vegetables, pickled vegetables, and jar meat that are easy to preserve. They are all packed separately and then stacked on the grass in the space.

These supplies are enough for Song Ruan to eat for several lifetimes.

But think about it from another perspective.

The food that one person can eat for a year, if divided among 365 people, is only enough for each person to eat for one day.

The food that one person can eat for 10 years, if divided among 365 people, is only enough to eat for ten days.

The food that one person can eat for 10 years, divided among 3,650 people, is only enough for one day.

The food that one person can eat for a lifetime, if divided among 3,650 people, is only enough to feed them for ten days.

So, at first glance, there isn’t a lot of food that could sustain a person for several lifetimes.