One hundred kilograms of Sanxing rice can be enough to eat for a long time.

The dried meat purchased in the system store is even more fragrant.

This rice porridge tastes so good when eaten with dried meat.

Originally, Song Xiaolou couldn't wait to go out and prove his strength.

But under Song Yiren's persuasion, he chose to stay and practice hard.

One thing Song Yiren said touched his heart: It would be a tragedy if someone died outside before even half of the rice was eaten.

Song Xiaolou's grandfather is gone, but his grandmother is still alive.

He also wanted to go in and see his grandmother.

Song Yiren told him that below the Foundation Establishment Stage, entering the Qingming Secret Realm would not affect one's talent too much, but one should not be too diligent. Entering the Qingming Secret Realm once a week is just right.

Song Xiaolou's current cultivation level is only at the first stage of Qi training, so the impact on him is almost negligible.

So Song Xiaolou planned to stay here and practice hard.

There are many people like Song Xiaolou.

Most of them don't plan to seal the monster first.

Anyone with a discerning eye could see that this rice was given by Song Yiren to help them improve their strength.

As for the jerky, since it was not sealed successfully, there were naturally no energy coins to exchange for it.

Few people are willing to take out such supplies.

What's more, everyone has clean rice to eat so they won't starve to death.

This is how it is in this world. The strong will accumulate more and more resources and then become stronger.

A week passed in the blink of an eye. It went by very quickly.

Song Yiren also opened the passage to the Qingming Secret Realm.

This time, everyone chose to enter the Qingming Secret Realm.

They were ready early.

There are relatives and friends here, so a lot of stones and wood are prepared outside, planning to bring them in to build a house for them. Ten pieces of wood are too little, and can only build a small shed.

There isn't even a bed to sleep on.

They were all tied up with vines and dragged in together.

Fang Rou also saw her husband whom she had been thinking about for a long time.

Fang Rou's husband was also excited to see Fang Rou.

Fang Rou was wearing dirty clothes.

Looking at this appearance, he seems to have lost some weight.

"Rou'er, I'm sorry for your hardship. You're pregnant. My salary has been paid. I bought some meat and made you a big pot of braised pork today, as well as your favorite vegetable soup."

Fang Rou looked at the two delicious dishes on the table, although there were only two dishes.

But it is better than all kinds of delicacies.

The dish was full and piled up, served in a large porcelain bowl.

Fang Rou was holding a wooden bowl in her hand.

Nowadays, bowls and chopsticks are scarce items at home.

Fang Rou ate the food in big mouthfuls. It was so delicious.

She drinks white rice porridge every day outside.

I can't swallow white rice.

"Rou'er, this is the pickled vegetables I prepared for you, and some fried meat that I prepared myself. The meat is fried in oil. You must be having a hard time out there, with nothing to eat. Take these with you, and you can eat them when you're out."

"But husband, what are you eating?"

"There is still a lot of rice at home. We ordinary people can only drink rice soup. If we eat too much, we can't digest it and feel uncomfortable. Besides, the spirit beast in the vegetable garden where I work now is also very good. It gives me a lot of vegetable leaves every day for me to take home and pickle, and also gives me some seeds. We can grow vegetables in the vacant land in front of our house as long as it does not affect traffic.

Rou'er, even if you don't think about yourself, you have to think about our children! I've thought about it by then.

Even if you don't work and stay at home to take care of the children, I can still support you and your mother. You don't know how much I envy our next-door neighbors. They are both ordinary people.

They didn’t dare to think about the future before.

But now, they are already thinking about having a baby.

At that time, let his wife quit her job and stay at home to take care of the children. She can get a salary of 300,000 yuan a month, and if we perform well at work, we will also get many benefits.

The most important thing is that our working hours are short and we can set up the stall after get off work.

Old man Li can weave baskets. The baskets he makes are very popular and the spirit beasts like them very much. He sells one basket to the spirit beasts for 100 energy coins. The bamboo is given to him by the spirit beasts. He can weave two baskets after work in one day.

He sold it to us for 100 energy coins, so he didn’t make any profit…”

She knew her husband loved it here.

There is also a brand new basket in the corner.

The basket is full of vegetables.

But they were all a bit old vegetable leaves.

But what was in the bowl was all choy sum.

She knew her husband was not lying.

Those vegetables were probably the ones that the spirit beasts gave him that they didn’t want anymore.

There was also a tattered wooden bed in the house, covered with hay.

Lying on this wooden bed, Fang Rou felt unprecedented peace in her heart.

This is what home feels like.

At this moment, Fang Rou suddenly wanted to make a decision.

She just wanted to give up her cultivation, become an ordinary person, and stay here forever.

But not now.

She was afraid of hurting the child.

She wanted to wait until after she gave birth to the baby.

She will make the decision then.

Life here is really great.

It's so much more moisturized than when she's outside.

People outside are busy building houses.

Fang Rou also collected some wood. She wanted to build a house, but her husband wouldn't let her and asked her to stay here and rest.

Fang Rou could only lie down.

Actually, it’s not tiring to be outside.

You don't have to be like these people, going to work but not doing any work.

But Fang Rou felt even more depressed.

The gloomy sky seemed to suffocate her.

But it was different here, she felt relaxed.

Fang Rou woke up after just a short nap.

She looked around at the familiar faces.

She was deeply touched.

Everyone here is full of energy, with rosy cheeks, and there is something called hope in their eyes.

The open space in front of every household has been dug up.

Even while at work, these people still don't forget to grow vegetables.

With the help of the monks, the house was built quickly.

And there are all kinds of wooden chairs and wooden tables.

Fang Rou found it a little unbelievable. Human creativity was really too strong.

Fang Rou also saw the old mayor.

The old mayor is visiting every household.

Ask them how their life is going.

This is indeed a good place.

Fang Rou also greeted the old mayor.

But she didn't say much, because she and the old mayor both lived outside and had too many opportunities to meet each other, and she didn't want to waste every second of being with her family.

The old mayor stayed at Song Xiaolou's home for dinner.

It was just an ordinary bowl of rice, but it brought tears to his eyes.

What is the meaning of cultivation?

At this moment, the old mayor understood.

(End of this chapter)