Three seconds later, the iron-plated chili pepper quickly withered and decayed.

Yang Qinglan didn't try again and decided to buy some ordinary seeds. However, she had a vague feeling that the seeds she bought from the game had extraordinary vitality, and ordinary seeds would not easily succeed.

At this point, she began to feel somewhat lost, as if a thin membrane had appeared in her mind, as if another version of herself was calmly observing her.

This is a characteristic of mental fatigue.

"Hmm—" She stretched lazily.

After letting go of her worries, the slight exhaustion gave her a sense of comfort.

As she turned to rest on the Bird's Nest Plain, her keen senses alerted her; from over a hundred meters away, she heard a near-death gasp coming from the lake.

She quickly looked down.

The scenery of the lake and tree roots suddenly came into view.

Li Changzhou lay on the tree root, coughing as if he were trying to cough up his lungs. Between coughs, he would take deep breaths, and each breath would trigger an even more violent coughing fit.

What's wrong? she wondered.

She didn't go down immediately. On Li Changzhou's face, she saw no panic or fear, only determination and excitement.

After resting for a while, Li Changzhou stood up, revealing his long, muscular upper body with muscles that shimmered like water.

He plunged headfirst into the water.

What's at the bottom of the water? Yang Qinglan guessed instinctively.

She tried her best to sense everything, using all 10 points of her perception, but she still couldn't sense the situation underwater.

After a while, Li Changzhou surfaced again, his hair wet and clinging to his face, looking exactly like a drowning person.

"Cough cough cough, cough!" He coughed again on the tree root.

When he stopped coughing and lay down to rest, he gestured with his fists, moving very slowly and cautiously, as if he were carrying a heavy load, with two eggs on the back of his hands.

Yang Qinglan knew what he was doing.

She continued walking towards the Bird's Nest Plain, where Li Qianxia was fast asleep. After taking a few steps, she stopped again.

She found a tree branch to lean on and sat down, her back against the trunk, her eyes closed, listening to the movement of the water—what if Li Changzhou drowned himself?

Sigh, not only does she have to popularize science, grow vegetables, comfort and persuade, but she also has to take charge of the lifeguard's work. In her twenty years of life, she has never had as much to worry about as she has in this month.

As Yang Qinglan thought about it, she laughed to herself.

Suddenly, there was no sound of someone entering the water for a long time. She opened her eyes with some doubt. She was sure that Li Changzhou had reached the shore (the tree root) and could not have drowned.

She looked down and saw water droplets dripping from his bangs; Li Changzhou was already asleep.

Sunlight shone on his face, making him look radiant, though his brows were slightly furrowed, as if he were thinking about something even in his sleep.

A smile spread across Yang Qinglan's lips as she studied the face for a while before falling asleep.

The three of them woke up at four o'clock in the afternoon.

"You're only twenty years old, and you're already sleeping in separate rooms. What will you be like in the future? You'll probably get divorced!" Li Qianxia, ​​acting like the eldest daughter in the family, angrily reprimanded the other two.

"Haven't we always slept together?" Yang Qinglan asked Li Qianxia, ​​feigning confusion.

"I was just testing the sleeping area for my brother first!"

"Li Qianxia, ​​shut up!" Li Changzhou interrupted his sister's ramblings, even as she was trying out a sleeping device.

They left the honeyed world, and it was already dusk outside; time was passing in the same way.

Li Changzhou and Li Qianxia went to buy dinner, while Yang Qinglan went back to Qinglan Bookstore. The full moon event was held in a hurry, and she only had time to send a text message to the bookstore staff saying she was going on a trip.

When the brother and sister returned carrying poached chicken, Mapo tofu, braised pork, drunken shrimp, pickled fish, a large bowl of spicy hot pot (mostly vegetables), and the hairy crabs that Li Qianxia still longed for, Yang Qinglan happened to walk over from Qinglan Bookstore.

"Why are you buying so much?" she asked, looking at their hands, which were almost too heavy for the two of them to carry.

"It looks like a lot, but we'll finish it in no time," Li Qianxia said confidently.

"Open the door," Li Changzhou said to Yang Qinglan.

Yang Qinglan opened the door for the two siblings who had no hands.

As the evening breeze blew, the three of them ate dinner under the apricot tree. Li Qianxia wore gloves and ate the food directly with her hands.

"Mmm!" She took a bite of the pickled fish, grabbed the crab leg that Li Changzhou had just poked out with a chopstick with her right hand, and held the lotus root slices from the spicy hot pot in her left hand, her mouth full of oil.

Yang Qinglan had to act as her older sister and mother again, wiping her mouth with a tissue, the oil almost dripping onto her clothes.

After finishing their meal, they sat in the cool air, chatting and digesting their food while waiting for Zheng Qing's visit.

"Come with me tomorrow to buy seeds and a few beehives," Yang Qinglan said.

"Bees?" Li Qianxia asked in confusion, her eyes fixed on her phone as she replied to messages from her classmates over the past few days.

"Bees can produce honey and also pollinate crops."

"I want to buy cows, hens, pigs, ducks, and sheep. I want to face the sea and enjoy the warmth of spring and blooming flowers," Li Changzhou said lazily, sitting in a rocking chair.

"Hai Zi, who faced the sea with spring blossoms, died by lying on the railway tracks," said Yang Qinglan.

"Duck? Forget about duck." Li Qianxia's fingers clicked rapidly, her agility fully displayed. "I don't like eating duck meat."

“We can buy dairy cows and chickens,” Yang Qinglan said. “We need to get rid of our dependence on external food sources as soon as possible.”

"Then who will cook from now on?" Li Qianxia looked up and asked a crucial question.

...After a moment of silence.

"I vote for Li Qianxia." Yang Qinglan raised her hand and gave Li Changzhou a look at the same time.

“Ahem, I vote for Li Qianxia.” Li Changzhou also raised his hand.

"You! You all!" Li Qianxia clutched her phone and her B-cup breasts, her heart aching as if she were about to vomit blood. "This...is...democratic...violence."

As they were chatting, half-jokingly and half-seriously, Zheng Qing walked into the courtyard.

They arrived earlier than they expected, at only 6 o'clock.