Reborn with a Space: Building a Fortune Amidst Famine-Chapter 84 New Round

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She thought the Su Daqiang family would definitely return this year, but it would be winter. Because they needed to finish the autumn harvest there first, then add a month of travel time, nothing would be delayed this year.

However, the land won’t be cultivated again. That’s it.

She cleaned out the pigsty and went to Zhao Tian’s house to get five little pigs. This year’s pigs are a bit bigger than last year’s.

Fifty chickens and ducks each, and ten geese.

This year’s livestock is even more. Su Yuanyuan has thought about it; this year, she’ll only sell two of the fat pigs, keep the remaining three, and also slaughter the chickens, ducks, and geese for storage in the space.

Initially, the chickens, ducks, and geese need to be raised indoors as they’re too small to be outside, but they drank Spiritual Spring Water, which improved their physical condition.

After half a month, the reservoir opened, and Su Yuanyuan went to set traps. The livestock at home is depending on it.

The three acres outside the courtyard are all corn, and the inside is all vegetables.

The mother sheep is still as reliable, taking three days to plant the corn. Then they started tilling the courtyard.

The vegetable seedlings were all nurtured indoors. This year, there are still many pumpkins and winter melons, and two winter melon plants were planted in the yard.

In May, the wheat in the field is also sprouting. However, there was only one rainfall in early spring this year, so it seems there won’t be any rain soon.

This will certainly reduce the wheat yield, so Su Yuanyuan started watering the fields.

Her family only has these two acres, so she can handle it by carrying water herself.

Seeing her doing this, many families in the village wanted to do the same, but each of them has over ten acres of wheat fields, which they simply can’t manage.

Actually, the two acres of Su Yuanyuan’s wheat fields mainly rely on water brought from the space. Otherwise, it would take a month to finish watering.

Her wheat is noticeably stronger than others and has larger ears.

After watering the wheat fields, Su Yuanyuan began watering the vegetables in the courtyard. Corn is relatively drought-resistant, so it can wait.

"Yuanyuan, your wheat is growing really well. Look, it’s much taller than mine," Zhao Yanli said enviously.

"I spent twenty days just pushing water around. If it didn’t grow well, it wouldn’t be worth my hard work."

"Do you think there will be a big drought this year?" Zhao Yanli asked without really expecting Su Yuanyuan to answer.

Su Yuanyuan knew this, so she continued bending over to pull weeds. The weeds in the wheat fields also need to be cleaned up. In about a week, she would be able to harvest the wheat.

People in the village were envious of Su Yuanyuan; her wheat was the first to be planted and the first to be harvested, and it didn’t suffer from reduced yield.

Many felt jealous, but they would only make a few snide remarks and wouldn’t actually do anything or cause any damage.

Su Yuanyuan was preparing at home, and finally listened to Yang Hongwen’s advice - to deliver the wheat to the threshing field, which is communal in the village. Nobody was competing with her now.

And with just two acres of wheat, they weren’t particularly busy, so they could work together.

On the day of the wheat harvest, Hu Chunhua and his wife, along with Yang Hongwen and his wife, came to help. Yang Xue and Chunsheng were in charge of bundling the wheat, Yang Xiubo and his brother were responsible for loading the wheat onto the field, and then transporting it to the threshing ground.

"Xiubo, whose broom-star’s wheat is this?"

"Lei Zi, watch your mouth, it’s not good to say that about a little girl."

"Hehehe, forgot about that, I’ll pay attention next time. By the way, is this wheat really hers?"

"Yes."

"How come it’s growing so well?"

"She drew water to irrigate it."

"I didn’t expect this little girl to be quite capable."

In the afternoon, Hu Chunhua and Xu Chunjiao were helping dry the wheat at the threshing ground, while Yang Minggang and Yang Hongwen were cleaning up the wheat stubble. Since both sides hadn’t harvested yet, they had to be especially careful during the burning of fields not to burn others’ wheat.

At night, Yang Minggang stayed at the threshing ground to keep watch, worried that it might not be safe for a young girl to stay outside alone.

The next day, the two men brought their children to plant the seeds on Su Yuanyuan’s two acres of land.

Because it hadn’t rained, they were all worried that the seedlings wouldn’t sprout.

Three days later, a thousand pounds of wheat were brought into Su Yuanyuan’s home. Compared to others, not only did she not suffer a reduced yield, but she also harvested over a hundred pounds more per acre than others.

And the corn planted afterward was also sown. Next up was Yang Hongwen’s family’s wheat harvest.

Su Yuanyuan woke up every day at three in the morning. She tended the traps, fed the livestock at home, and then went to the fields to help with the wheat harvest.

Xu Chunjiao wanted her to do easier tasks, but she refused and continued to work on the wheat harvest.

Three days later, the Yang family’s wheat was also brought into the threshing ground.

When sowing the corn seeds, Yang Xiubo used a sheep from Su Yuanyuan’s family, which sped up the process a lot.

It also took three days to finish planting the corn seeds.

Moreover, the wheat had also been harvested. Lastly, it was time for Yang Minggang’s family’s six acres of wheat.

Once all three families were done, most other villagers began their wheat harvest.

Both families experienced a reduced yield, which they were somewhat prepared for, but the mood was still not great.

While Yang Minggang’s family was sowing, Old Mrs. Yang came over.

"Eldest, you should help your two brothers harvest their wheat."

She knew that her elder son’s wheat had reduced yield. But the wheat from the other two sons’ families was even worse, and when she woke up this morning, her back hurt. She was afraid of rain, and both families had twelve acres.

"Mom, I’ll go over tomorrow afternoon. I need to get this land planted first. If I leave, just the few of them won’t manage it."

Old Mrs. Yang glared at her eldest son, "You don’t care if your brothers live or die."

Yang Minggang looked at his mother’s expression and simply ignored her, continuing to drive the donkey to plow the field.

Old Mrs. Yang was furious. Seeing the broom-star girl helping with the sowing at the other end of the field, she decided to stand right in front of the donkey.

"It’s about to rain, and their wheat hasn’t been harvested yet. You can delay sowing, but the wheat can’t wait."

Hu Chunhua was behind planting seeds, and upon seeing the situation, he became anxious.

"All sons are yours, if our land isn’t sown, we’ll starve? What? Should Yang Minggang not care about his wife and children to serve his brothers? Their family has no one?"

This was a hornet’s nest. Old Mrs. Yang sat on the ground and started crying, accusing the couple of being unfilial.

Hu Chunhua was furious too, sneering, "Fine, we’re unfilial then. From now on, don’t expect us to care for you."

"Yang Minggang, go ahead, and remember, from now on, we will only see her once she’s dead."

Old Mrs. Yang was stunned by the fierce expression of her eldest daughter-in-law. Since she entered the Yang family, she had never experienced this. Seeing this kind of daughter-in-law now, she was actually scared.

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