In her spare time, An Moxue looked at the things she had harvested this autumn, both inside and outside the house, and in her space. She felt extremely satisfied. In fact, she didn't need these things, and she didn't lack them. She just couldn't stay idle. She always felt that if she was idle, she would feel very anxious. She always had to find something to do so that she could have something to rely on.
Besides, everything we have now is completely natural and pollution-free. In a few decades, we won't be able to eat it even if we want to. We should store more of it in our space so that whenever we want to eat it, it will be fresh. These things will be very expensive in future generations, and it will be hard to buy them even if we have the money.
Since coming into this world, I have learned that there is such a huge hidden danger that has not been resolved, and I don't even know whether this enemy is a group of people or a single person.
Where is this person? Who is he? She has no idea. The current situation prevents her from investigating or eliminating the enemy. The enemy is in the shadows, while she is in the light. The experiences of An Moxue in that world and those in this world are completely different, and she still feels a little uneasy.
So An Moxue absorbed knowledge and studied diligently every day, practicing her boxing and cultivating her internal energy, all in an effort to become stronger. She wanted to be able to deal with enemies when they actually came to her, instead of being helpless like a lamb to the slaughter. Anyone who wanted to take her money could forget about it in this life or the next. They could only dream about it!
The main crops in the village are rice and corn. The village broadcast has already announced that all villagers should prepare for the official rice harvest starting tomorrow.
No one was allowed to take leave, not even the elderly or children. The elderly dried rice, and the children picked up rice ears in the paddy field.
This is the main event of the autumn harvest; everything before that was just an appetizer. Even if you are sick, even if it's not a serious illness, you are not allowed to take leave. You have to persevere even if you are sick.
After hearing the broadcast, An Moxue didn't go out again. She went into her space and prepared a wild boar, a wild roe deer, and more than ten fish, and put them in the kitchen of her space to cook.
Then, I left the space and put the coarse grains and sorghum in a pot to cook. After cooking, I put them all in the space's storage room so I could take them out and eat them when I was tired from harvesting rice, without having to cook every day. I also mixed a bowl of three-ingredient flour; it looked dark, but it was actually mostly white flour, which I planned to use for lunch.
The autumn harvest has begun in full swing. People seem to have inexhaustible energy, their faces beaming with satisfied smiles. But if you look closely, you'll find that these people are getting darker and thinner from the sun. Some of them, after a day's work, are even staggering as they walk home.
One night, while An Moxue was sleeping soundly, there was a loud thud in the yard, followed by two wolf cubs howling incessantly.
An Moxue thought to herself, "Are they trying to take advantage of the fact that people are especially tired during the autumn harvest and are sleeping soundly, so they can come and steal things? These persistent little thieves are really annoying."
At this moment, An Moxue finished dressing, took a flashlight in one hand and an electric baton in the other, and walked to the door. She listened but heard no sound. She pushed open the door and looked into the yard, but there was still no sound. Could she be wrong?
Then she released two wolf pups, which rushed straight to a corner of the yard. She followed them, and oh, she saw a person had fallen down the yard wall and was lying motionless on the ground.
An Moxue cautiously walked forward. Wow! What a tall man! She shone a flashlight on his face and recognized him—Wu Sicheng.
An Moxue quickly squatted down and tried to pry his hand away, but he didn't move. She patted his face and called out "Wu Sicheng," but he didn't respond.
She shone her flashlight on him and discovered a very obvious wound on his abdomen, with blood flowing down it. It was clear that he had lost too much blood and had fainted.
Having no other choice, An Moxue used all her strength to carry him into the house. She then lit a kerosene lamp and two candles to examine Wu Sicheng's injuries. Other areas only had minor abrasions, but the wound on his abdomen was the most serious; it looked like a knife wound, a penetrating one. Fortunately, it was on one side. What could she do? An Moxue was at a loss. It was the middle of the night, and she didn't know his condition, so she dared not move him. She could only find some external medicine in her spatial storage to clean his wound, apply the medicine, bandage it, and then take out his father's bedding from her spatial storage for him to use.
But Wu Sicheng remained unconscious, not waking up until the next morning when An Moxue went to work. With no other option, she left him a note, a fever reducer, a bowl of water, and a pot of warm millet and red date porridge. She also took some food from her spatial storage and placed it in the kitchen.
An Moxue was worried all morning. She finally made it to lunch break, asked for leave, and promised not to miss work. Only then did the scorekeeper let her go and told her to come back quickly.
When An Moxue rushed home, Wu Sicheng had already woken up, but he was lying there drowsy because of the fever. He was lying on the kang (a heated brick bed) without moving. He had taken the medicine and finished drinking the water beside him. She looked at the porridge in the pot, which was still warm and untouched. She took out the porridge, woke Wu Sicheng up, and asked him about his condition.
He said he had been ambushed and injured during a mission. An Moxue asked if he needed help going to the county, but he said he couldn't go because it would expose their position. He asked if he could stay with her for a few days to recover and move around, then he would leave. He said he was on a secret mission and couldn't let anyone know. An Moxue thought for a moment and agreed. She then pretended to take some medicine from the cabinet—some anti-inflammatory and some fever reducer—and fed it to him.
She hurriedly boiled another kettle of water, poured him a bowl, and placed it beside him. She also took out milk powder and malted milk powder and placed them beside him, telling him to make his own and drink it so he would recover faster. She had to go to work in the afternoon, so she quickly ate a bite of food and left again.
When she finished work in the afternoon, An Moxue hurriedly rushed home.
When they got home, they saw the two wolf cubs playing around. Wu Sicheng was lying on the kang (a heated brick bed), fully awake and no longer had a fever. An Moxue was completely relieved.
With an extra person in the house, An Moxue could only cook in a rigid and methodical manner, no longer able to take food from her spatial storage. She thought to herself with annoyance, "That annoying Wu Sicheng really came at the worst possible time. It's so tiring during this busy farming season, and I still have to cook. It's so annoying."
At this moment, Wu Sicheng had no idea that the girl he liked was inwardly complaining that he was a burden to her. He was secretly glad that he had chosen this courtyard and entered the house of the girl he liked. Was this a godsend?
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