Upon hearing this, Yan Sisi pointed in the direction of the spirit tree and said, "Put it there."

As soon as he finished speaking, all the fruits flew neatly to the bottom of the spirit tree, piling up one after another to form a small hill. Yan Sisi frowned as she looked at the pile of fruits, and said what she was thinking: "It's too messy to pile them all together like this!"

It really looks awkward no matter how you look at it, and it will be inconvenient to find it later.

The elf floated in the air, looked at Xiaoshan, tilted its head and asked, "How do you want to release it?"

"Forget it, there are no baskets here. Let me find someone to make some baskets or boxes first!" Yan Sisi looked at the boxes and baskets that were all filled under the spirit tree. She had nothing else to put the fruits in.

Upon hearing this, Jiujiu flew towards the spirit tree and said in a brisk voice, "This is not easy."

After she finished speaking, she stretched out her little hand and waved it in the direction of the spirit tree. The wooden box where she had stored the seeds opened its lid by itself, and a dozen seeds floated into the air. Then she saw a magical scene: the seeds in the air first sprouted long small buds, and then slowly grew bigger and longer, and after growing side branches and green leaves, the branches kept twisting in the air, and soon a dozen boxes transformed from branches fell under the spirit tree.

The next second, piles of fruits and vegetables flew up from the air and were automatically sorted into different boxes one by one. Soon they were all neatly packed inside.

Yan Sisi looked at the fantastical scene in front of her and didn't even know when she opened her mouth. It was only when Jiujiu flew in front of her that she came to her senses. She raised her thumb and praised, "Jiujiu, you are really amazing."

It's like it was born for farming.

Jiujiu looked a little pale, but in order to show off in front of his new master, he pretended to be indifferent, waved his hands and said, "These are just minor magic tricks, not worth mentioning."

"Immortal arts? Can I learn it?" Yan Sisi became excited when she heard it was immortal arts. If she could learn it, wouldn't she be an immortal?

Jiujiu shook his head and said, "No, there is no spiritual energy in your world. You can't cultivate by relying on the spiritual energy grown in the space. With your physique, there would definitely be people vying to accept you as a disciple in our world, but in this world without spiritual energy, it is impossible to cultivate immortality."

After saying that, he looked at Yan Sisi, whose face was full of disappointment, pursed his lips, not knowing how to comfort her.

Yan Sisi stayed where she was and thought for a while before she realized that she had already obtained a lot, including the fairy space for planting and the spiritual spring water for healing. Any one of these would cause an uproar. One should not be too greedy. Having these is enough.

Although everyone inevitably has a dream of immortality in their hearts, and would definitely want to give it a try if they get the chance, it doesn’t matter if she can’t become an immortal, after all, she already has a lot.

Yan Sisi looked at the worried look on the elf's face and couldn't help but smile and touch her head, saying, "Why do you feel more sad than me? It doesn't matter if I can't cultivate immortality. I am very lucky to have this space. I won't be greedy for anything else."

Seeing her thinking this, Jiujiu breathed a sigh of relief and shook his head under her touch. He had just used too much spiritual energy and his body, which had just recovered, could not withstand her torture. He spread his wings and flew towards the spiritual tree above, saying as he flew, "Sisi, I'm going to rest."

Yan Sisi watched the elf fly to the spirit tree. Just as she was about to ask her how she was going to rest, she saw a long thin branch extending from the trunk of the spirit tree, with tiny buds growing on it. The branches and buds were waving in the air, and soon an exquisite little house appeared on the trunk.

Jiujiu flew around the small house, nodded with satisfaction, opened the door, flew in, closed the door and rested.

Yan Sisi, who was left behind, looked back at the land that had become barren again. She took out seeds from the box and began to plant them one grid at a time with consciousness. She only stopped when she started to have a headache.

Maybe I have been using my consciousness more recently, and the time I use it each time has become much longer. I could only use it for a few minutes before, but now I can use it for almost half an hour at a time. I forgot to ask the question about my consciousness just now. It seems I have to wait until the elf wakes up tomorrow before I can ask her.

After Yan Sisi finished her work, she looked at the hut on the spirit tree before going out. At this moment, it was completely dark outside and the clock pointed to a little past ten o'clock.

As she had to go to school the next day, Yan Sisi quickly washed up, climbed onto the bed, and fell asleep in a short while.

The next morning, when Yan Sisi was still having breakfast, the door rang. She opened it and saw that it was her cousin Yan Xiangdong who came in.

Yan Xiangdong saw that it was his cousin who opened the door, and said with a smile: "Sisi, you're up."

Yan Sisi looked at her cousin who seemed to be fine, and didn't know what to say for a moment. She could only move aside and replied, "Yeah."

Then he turned around and shouted into the house, "Dad, my cousin is here."

I wonder why my cousin came here so early in the morning? After they left yesterday, what happened to my cousin?

Father Yan responded, got out of bed and walked out, looking at his nephew who came early in the morning and said, "Xiangdong is here."

"Good morning, Second Uncle." Yan Xiangdong greeted him as usual, as if he was not the one who went crazy yesterday.

Yan's mother, who had heard the noise a long time ago, came out of the kitchen with a plate of steamed buns and said, "Xiangdong is here. Have you had breakfast?"

Yan Sisi listened to their conversation and ate a few bites of fried rice. It was almost time for school and she didn't want to pay attention to what they were talking about. She picked up her schoolbag on the stool and said to them, "Dad, I'm going to school."

"You're not going to eat anything?"

"No, I'm full. It's time to eat. I'm leaving, mom."

After saying that, Yan Sisi walked towards the door. The moment she closed the door, she could still hear her brother talking about money again. Her good mood in the morning was really gone. She had never seen anyone come to ask for money so early in the morning.

Ever since that morning when her cousin came to ask for money, Yan Sisi has never seen him come to her house again, as if his previous hospitality was only for the purpose of passing on the inheritance and money.

When Yan Sisi mentioned this to his father, his father tried to excuse him, saying that your cousin had just bought a job and if he didn't work hard, how could he have time to come and see them.

Yan Sisi mentioned it once and never mentioned it again. No matter how much she said, in her parents' eyes, she was still young and didn't understand, and she would understand when she grew up.

During this period, Gu Jingping wrote to her about once every two weeks. He said he would come back in a month, but due to some things, he delayed his return for a long time. Occasionally, he would send her some study materials and local specialties.

Yan Sisi also took out some of the fruits and vegetables in the space and gave them to her mother. She didn't know how her mother managed to sell so many of them, which helped her solve the problem of vegetable accumulation. Her mother pickled the rest into pickled vegetables, fish and shrimps that had been raised earlier. She ate what was edible and pickled the rest into salted fish.

Yan Sisi solved the problem of excess vegetables and started planting some medicinal herb seeds that her father had found from somewhere. The growth time of medicinal herbs is much longer than that of vegetables. For some medicinal herbs, the longer they grow, the better their efficacy. Yan Sisi planted vegetables and fruits in half of the space and medicinal herbs in the other half.

Time flies, the Chinese New Year is getting closer and closer, and school was suspended more than ten days ago.

Yan Sisi lay in the warm quilt and didn't want to get up. She looked outside and saw that the windows were covered with white snow. It turned out that it snowed last night.

White snowflakes fell on the windows and slowly piled up.

By the time she climbed out of the quilt, it was already noon. It really was good to have holidays, as you could get up whenever you wanted.

After lunch, Yan Sisi wrapped herself in a military coat and sat on a stool, warming herself by the fire and watching TV. From time to time, she threw some corn kernels into the small iron pot made by her father, listening to the "crackling" sound of the explosions coming from inside. When the sound stopped, she opened the lid and a portion of popcorn was ready.

Yan Sisi picked up a corn and put it into her mouth without fear of the heat. The corn grown in this space was especially sweet, and even the popcorn was sweet.

“Dongdong——”

Yan Sisi didn't want to move at all when she heard the knock on the door. She said to her mother who was cracking melon seeds beside her, "Mom, someone is knocking on the door."

After being called, Yan's mother turned her eyes away from the TV and stood up, asking, "Who is it?"

"It's me, Xiao Gu." A familiar voice sounded from outside the door. Yan Sisi couldn't help but look towards the door when she heard the voice. She saw her mother open the door, and Gu Jingping, whom she hadn't seen for a long time, was standing outside the door.

"Little Gu, you're back." Mother Yan looked at Gu Jingping, whom she hadn't seen for a long time, and felt much more energetic. A gust of cold wind blew by, and she couldn't help but shiver and said, "Come in quickly, it's cold outside."

After saying that, he opened the door a little wider.

Gu Jingping strode in, closed the door casually, and when his eyes met Yan Sisi's gaze, he couldn't help but smile.

Yan Sisi looked at Gu Jingping who was about to forget about him, and subconsciously smiled back. Then the situation froze. She didn't see anyone in the letter, so she just said whatever she wanted to say.

Now that I've seen him in person, I suddenly don't know what to say.

Mother Yan looked at Gu Jingping standing at the door, then glanced at her daughter, pulled her husband up and said, "Old Yan, why are you standing there? Didn't you just say you were going out for a while?"

Father Yan was confused. Before he could say anything, his wife pulled him up and walked towards the door. As the door closed, he could be heard saying, "When did I say I was going out? How come I didn't know?"

Yan Sisi, who was left in the house, stared blankly at Gu Jingping. Was her mother so confident in letting her stay with Gu Jingping?

Gu Jingping looked at the person who was very talkative in the letter, but had not said a word since they met. He thought she was angry, so he spoke first: "Sisi, I'm back."