After the whole family went to sleep that night, Song Ning went into the space again.
Because she kept planting, hoarding, and stuffing things into it, the space finally became a mature space as she wished.
It grew up on its own.
The area suitable for growing grains and vegetables has increased from two plots to four.
The transplanted saplings have also grown new ones.
This space is now like a backyard garden, filled with crops, vegetables, fruit trees, and flowers.
The saplings that were transplanted earlier have now grown up and are bearing fruit, but unfortunately she doesn't dare to take them out yet.
I could only pick and eat a few myself from the space.
The two rabbits had become quite plump, and every evening, Song Ning would bring in the two chicks to rest and recover.
After harvesting the crops, Song Ning sowed the new seeds he had bought last time on the land.
She didn't recognize those seeds; whatever grew was fine with her, and every day brought a surprise.
Looking at the mountain of grain piled up in the corner, Song Ning was finally able to say: Look! This is the empire I have built for myself!
With so much stuff, she could be considered one of the wealthiest women in the village.
She just didn't have enough money right now. She wanted to buy some cloth to make new clothes and never wanted to wear those patched-up scraps of cloth again.
She wanted to buy cotton to make quilts, and today she gave the cotton quilt to Liu Yuelan. Only then did she realize that the hard, uncomfortable quilt that Liu Yuelan used to complain about was actually quite good. The straw mat she was currently sleeping on was really prickly.
She also wanted to repair the house, but it was shaky and could collapse in the wind. The roof might be blown away by a strong wind at any time. The fence outside was useless; it couldn't even keep out a chicken, let alone people.
She also wished she could have a light at night, because it was pitch black at night and she couldn't see anything. When she first arrived, she was covered in bruises from bumps and scrapes.
There are so many things I want to buy, but I don't have enough money.
Song Ning sighed. When would she be able to become a real little rich woman, able to eat whatever she wanted and buy whatever she wanted?
The road ahead is long and arduous... Never mind, I'll talk about it after I wake up.
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