Heavenly Blessed Baby: Fleeing Famine, Busy to Prosper!-Chapter 30: Let’s Wait Until I Think of an Excuse!
The elderly couple in the main house was extremely worried about the upcoming journey.
In the fourth house, after confirming that her husband and sons were all asleep, Yi Meng entered the secret space.
Inside the space, there was an oil paper laid out with about a hundred various kinds of seeds on it.
This was something Yi Meng discreetly kept aside while helping Mrs. Qi with packing today.
Currently, the land in the space appeared to be covered in grass, at least in her view.
Although she didn’t know much about herbs, she had seen a lot of weeds, those found in fields and on roadsides.
So she thought of sowing some seeds; if they grew, it would be a safeguard for the family.
She also discreetly placed a small hoe, which she normally used for digging wild vegetables, into the space.
Made of wood, its handle had been polished smooth over time, making it comfortable to use.
She cleared a plot of land near the small house of grass.
The soil was moist and easy to till, otherwise, Yi Meng worried she might not manage to do much due to exhaustion.
After clearing a plot just under two square meters, Yi Meng began sowing seeds.
These seeds were taken discreetly, a little of each, and there was no time to distinguish them all clearly.
However, Yi Meng was not unfamiliar with seeds typically sown in daily life.
In this era, there were no chili peppers; spicy flavors mainly came from Cornelian Cherry.
Although the spiciness of Cornelian Cherry and chili peppers differed greatly, Yi Meng did not mind.
If she could eat something spicy, why ask for more?
Cornelian Cherry was planted.
Next came rice and wheat seeds.
She also sowed some soybeans, mung beans, and red beans, all kinds of legumes.
Whether they would grow or not, trying more would not hurt.
There were even some eggplant seeds; because the seeds were small, Yi Meng pinched a few with her fingers and realized she had over ten seeds.
Plant them, plant them!
Sponge gourd, wax gourd, pumpkin, and even carrots were also planted one by one.
The men of the Qi Family were numerous, so fieldwork seldom required women, except to lend a hand during the autumn harvest.
As for the home vegetable garden, it was Mrs. Qi’s treasure.
Mrs. Qi feared her daughters-in-law wouldn’t tend well, so apart from weeding and watering, she personally handled tasks like planting.
Yi Meng recognized seeds, but she wasn’t familiar with how to plant them or how much spacing was needed.
Moreover, she intended this as an experiment, so she didn’t fuss over details, focusing more on the soil’s fertility and the germination rate after the seeds were planted.
Once the small plot of nearly two square meters was planted, she was thoroughly exhausted.
Having already been busy the entire day, and now bent over with a small hoe to clear and plant, left her so tired that her waist could barely straighten.
Aside from being tired, she was also thirsty.
Just as Yi Meng was thinking about finding some water to drink, she suddenly heard the sound of dripping water.
Yi Meng was startled, but then she realized she was in the space, letting her breathe a sigh of relief as she courageously went to find the source of the dripping sound.
After bypassing the small house, Yi Meng discovered a small hill roughly half the house’s height behind it.
It was truly small; standing in front of it, the hill wasn’t even taller than Yi Meng.
Midway up the hill, there was a small pool not much larger than a washbasin.
The sound of water dripping came from drops flowing down from the hilltop, which fell from a protruding rock into the pool.
"I’ve been busy all day and didn’t take a good look here."
Yi Meng patted her forehead, and upon seeing the dirt on her hands, she couldn’t help but frown.
So dirty, if I leave the space, won’t I make my blanket filthy?
Thinking of this, Yi Meng reached out to wash her hands in the pool.
But after reconsidering, she decided against it and returned to the front area.
In the grassland nearby, some of the wild grass was slightly taller. Yi Meng didn’t know their names.
But that didn’t stop her from taking a piece of wild grass, removing the branches, and then using a slightly thinner piece of wild grass to poke through the thicker one’s main stem.
Once it pierced through, she placed one end in the pool, sucked out some water, and then positioned the other end on the pool’s edge, causing a small stream to flow out along the wild grass stem.
The water flow was thin, but Yi Meng was very content.
After carefully washing her hands, Yi Meng tilted her head and took a few more sips.
It tasted slightly sweet.
Wiping away the water from the corner of her mouth, Yi Meng was about to leave the space when she suddenly thought of a serious issue.
Could the water in this space be the legendary spiritual spring water?
Having drunk several sips, would she undergo some sort of magical cleansing transformation?
Fragments of certain lines buried deep in her memory surfaced in her mind.
They said that after such purification, the body would expel sticky, foul-smelling impurities.
If she truly returned to the house like that, wouldn’t she stink up the whole family?
Yi Meng suddenly dared not leave the space.
She hurriedly made a few more water-conducting tubes, thinking if such a nauseating scene occurred, she should handle it inside the space.
But even after doing so and sitting by the hill until she dozed off, her body didn’t produce any stench.
As she slept uncomfortably and attempted to turn over, she accidentally touched a damp, cool rock by the pool, waking her with a start, realizing there was no lingering odor.
Breathing a sigh of relief, Yi Meng dusted herself off and finally left the space.
Beside her was her husband, and on the other side of him were their three sons.
Though missing a daughter, Yi Meng exhaled lightly.
Thankfully she hadn’t been discovered.
The space’s existence was too extraordinary; Yi Meng hadn’t yet figured out how to make her family aware.
It’s impossible to keep it hidden unless she never used it or used it alone.
But she didn’t want that.
If their escape journey was smooth and they lacked nothing, she could keep the space to herself.
But if her family was struggling, she couldn’t continue to monopolize it.
For now, she wouldn’t say anything and would wait until she had a good reason.
Lost in thought, Yi Meng eventually fell asleep.
At dawn’s first light, while the Qi Family still slumbered, Yi Meng suddenly opened her eyes.
Her stomach turned with a rumble, nearly making her groan aloud.
This tumultuous feeling had Yi Meng scrambling to her feet, hurriedly throwing on an outer jacket as she grabbed a roll of toilet paper and rushed out.
Toilet paper was a prized commodity; most families couldn’t bear to use it.
Yet after joining the Qi Family, Yi Meng insisted on using toilet paper.
Qi Quanjin, doting on his wife, secretly saved money to buy it.
Later, when Mrs. Qi found out, she didn’t object and even bought more after trying it several times, distributing it for each household’s use.
Yi Meng clutching the toilet paper, dashed toward the latrine.
She didn’t know how to use a flush toilet but had Qi Quanjin set up a seat frame.
Sitting on it didn’t feel too uncomfortable.
Yet as soon as she sat down, before she could catch her breath, her body unleashed a storm below.
