The sudden disappearance of the large pile of bamboo in the yard shattered her previous understanding. No, she had to tell Yuan-ge tomorrow.
Han Luoxue was unaware that her mother had gotten up. She closed her eyes, lay down, and continued processing the bamboo in her spatial dimension, eventually drifting off to sleep. When she woke up the next day, it was already noon. Only she and her father were on the earthen bed; her younger brother was fast asleep, while her mother and younger sister were nowhere to be found.
"Xue'er, you're awake? There's some food left for you in the kitchen, go heat it up and have some."
Seeing his daughter wake up, Han Mingyuan asked with a hint of worry, "Why did you sleep for so long?"
"Maybe it's because I walked too much on the way to town yesterday and got too tired."
Han Luoxue casually replied, then secretly glanced at the space again. The large pile of bamboo had all been processed into bamboo tubes, and there were still some smaller ones.
Han Luoxue lined them up one by one and tried to fill them with soil from her spatial dimension, but unfortunately, she failed several times. It seemed she would have to find another medium, perhaps pine needles?
She remembered that there were pine forests in the Wuling Mountains. She ate a few bites of food casually, and she didn't feel hungry, perhaps because she had eaten too much yesterday.
Picking up her basket, Han Luoxue told her father and went out. The pine trees were on the outskirts; she could gather some herself and store most of them in her spatial storage.
Before leaving, she gave her eighth uncle a dozen or so corncobs.
"Xue'er, this won't do. We already ate it yesterday."
These days, food is precious. Only at Han Luoxue's house can one eat to one's heart's content. At other people's houses, it's considered good if there are even a few grains of rice in the bowl.
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