Disaster Apocalypse: Farming, Family, and My Hidden Secret Space-Chapter 7. Experiment

"It's okay, I'll go get you some water for washing up, dear."

"Mom..." Jin'er hurriedly called out to Qi, who was heading to the kitchen.

"I can get it myself, you don't have to worry about me, go ahead and be busy."

When she was lying in bed, she couldn't say a word, let alone move, but now, although she couldn't make any big movements, she was capable of carrying a basin of water.

She was old enough to feel a sense of embarrassment.

And besides, her mother was busy every day, never idle from the moment she woke up. Feeding the chickens and ducks, tending to the livestock, organizing the vegetable garden, washing the family's clothes, and preparing breakfast, all this work done within a short span of a morning hour. Truly, Jin'er admired her mother very much, thinking she was amazing.

But at the same time, she felt a little sorry for her, and she preferred not to trouble her mother with things she could do herself.

Seeing her daughter was indeed fine, and being really too busy, Qi didn't think much more about it and nodded her head.

"Alright, you go and get the water for washing, but be careful of the hot water."

"Don't worry, Mom, I'm not a child anymore." Jin'er pouted playfully.

"Alright, alright, our Jin'er is all grown up, not a child anymore."

"Mom..." Jin'er drew out her words.

However, in the end, Jin'er didn't get the washing water herself. Her two brothers were there, and before she realized it, the water was already ready.

That day, apart from the time spent studying in the morning, her two brothers also went down to the fields with the family.

Just like the day before, Jin'er spent the afternoon with her grandmother making knots and weaving ropes.

Having tasks at hand always makes time fly by, and in the blink of an eye, it was the next day.

Because she had something on her mind, Jin'er woke up early, and the first thing she did after waking up was to appear in the space.

As expected, the gift box placed on the coffee table the day before was already gone.

Jin'er headed straight to the storage room, where the opened bread was neatly arranged again, and the pasta and sugar were also restored to their original state, the shortage had been fully replenished, which brought a smile to Jin'er's face.

She then eagerly rushed to the medicine box, which was in the same restored condition as well.

Great, Jin'er thought happily.

Then she turned her attention to the weapons rack, and it was very clear that the gap left by the missing dagger from the day before was still there, unwilling to give up, Jin'er carefully counted again, but one was still missing.

She then hurried to open the secret compartment in the room. Although there was a crossbow there, it wasn't the one she took out the day before; the empty space remained. Jin'er let out a sigh.

Moreover, the missing piece of clothing was not copied either.

It seemed her expectations were too high; having an accompanying space was already a miraculous thing, how could everything be replicated perfectly?

However, being able to replicate food and medicine was already very satisfying to Jin'er, even though she didn't know the exact reason, it wasn't important.

Confirming her thoughts, Jin'er was very happy, smiling throughout the day, which inexplicably made the family happy as well.

Another day passed in the blink of an eye, and Jin'er's condition was getting better; her spiritual power had mostly recovered, although it would take some time to regain the weight she had lost.

The busy farming season officially began the next day. During this time, Qi would usually go into town early to prepare the food needed for the upcoming days, especially meat with lots of fat.

On regular days they would be thriftier, but during the busy farming season, the work required much energy, and even the most frugal families wouldn't hold back at this time. They'd slice some meat to add some flavor and strength to the meals, so everyone could work with more energy.

With good food, they would have more energy to bring in the harvest early and have peace of mind.

That day, except for Jin'er, everyone was extremely busy, those making pancakes were making pancakes, those handling farm tools were handling farm tools, and those who needed to grind were grinding, those who needed to repair were repairing; in short, nothing must lag behind the next day.

The weather was perfect, with a clear sky and bright sun during the busy farming day.

The Hua family got up early, even before the rooster crowed, and Jin'er did too.

Although her family didn't let her do much, she could still help out with small tasks, like picking vegetables or starting a fire.

The Hua family was small, they had only one son, and their two daughters were married off, not too far but also not very close, a few miles away from Hua Village. They would come to help out every year, but only after they had gathered their harvest at home.

Therefore, to save time and manpower, they would wake up extra early to make food, cooking the entire day's meals in advance. In the autumn sun, wrapped in thick layers, the food wouldn't cool down despite being left out under the scorching sun, and even if it did, they would eat it just the same. Farmers don't worry about such details.

The kitchen bustled with activity, reheating yesterday's pancakes. Qi sliced more than a pound of fatty pork, with less lean meat, into the pot, stir-frying it briskly over a high flame, along with homegrown lettuce and wild mushrooms; the aroma filled the air.

Even though the meat was indeed fatty, it was genuinely fragrant, making Jin'er, who was tending the fire nearby, unable to resist the rumbling of her stomach.

Her eyes kept wandering to the pot, making Qi and the old granny amused. They thought it was good that she had an appetite, which meant her body was recovering well.

When the dish was ready, the old granny directly grabbed a piece of well-balanced braised pork with her chopsticks and stuffed it into Jin'er's mouth. Her doting expression made Jin'er, who pretended to be a child, feel a bit embarrassed as she enjoyed it.

Seeing that her grandma was about to give her more, Jin'er quickly covered her mouth and said, "Grandma, I won't eat more, let's eat together."

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After being sliced, over a pound of meat seemed like a lot, but there were many family members, including several half-grown boys with voracious appetites. Even though Jin'er was favored, she couldn't be totally selfish.

"Alright," Granny felt her heart warm seeing her granddaughter being so considerate.

"Such a good child, how can you not love her!"

Together with the dish, there was a big pot of sweetened mung bean soup, paired with pickled vegetables, each person got two eggs; this was the family's meal for the entire day.

They quickly ate a hearty battle breakfast, and at Jin'er's strong insistence, wearing a straw hat, she rode on the ox cart to the fields with everyone.

As the village chief of Hua Village, Hua's family owned an ox. Every year, they relied on this ox to help transport harvested grains home. It was their greatest contributor and most important workforce, so it was well-fed and cared for every day.

Upon entering the village, Jin'er saw villagers shouldering farm tools and pushing carts, greeting her grandparents, father, and mother, all with smiles anticipating the coming harvest.

Sitting on the ox cart, many folks greeted Jin'er with kindly smiles as they passed by, prompting Jin'er to look curiously at everyone, a smile on her young face.

Her fair, refined features were quite endearing, and it was no wonder that everyone loved her; even passing villagers couldn't help but think of how the village chief's family spoiled the little girl.

"Little Jin is doing much better, thank heavens and ancestors for their blessings, she's alright now, but it's hard to see how thin she is; she'll need a lot of good nourishment!"

An old woman, appearing about the same age as Granny, approached Jin'er and sighed as she spoke.

The originally chubby child was now visibly thinner; it was truly pitiful.

"Isn't it so? My granddaughter has indeed suffered a lot; sigh, I don't know when she'll fully recover."