Time Travel: Conditional Wealth

The dormitory was very quiet, with only the sound of He Xi writing in her notes. There was an orange light above her head and a cup of bitter coffee at hand.

It snowed heavily on Friday, making it impractical to go home, so she didn't go home this week.

He Fei said that He's father became indifferent, but at the same time she felt that he had become much more enthusiastic, perhaps because he was afraid that his children would not want him.

They also talked about what would happen if they got divorced?

He Xi respected their choice. He Fei thought about it and said that after going through so much, she should let it go. As long as neither of them harmed her, she would respect her parents' choice.

The most likely outcome is that He's father divorces He's mother in prison and then remarries. It is impossible for his children to stay with him and take care of him for five years. They all have their own careers or studies, and he cannot be left alone to take care of him. A man's "window period" is very short.

He Xi didn't feel sad, she just felt it was troublesome.

In the dormitory.

She sat on the chair, stretched her arms and loosened her stiff neck. Okay, the accounting is done, and now large-scale mechanized production will begin.

He Xi entered the system space through the gold bracelet on her left hand and began to plant soybeans. It was almost the end of the year, and white flour, refined rice and soybean oil were all in short supply. She wanted to seize this opportunity to make up for the progress that had been delayed before.

With the roar of farm machinery, He Xi began to plow the soil and make ridges. In order not to delay Wang Qiang's shipment, she prepared to work all night long. Who can resist the temptation of money?

He Xi finished all the work on thirty acres of land in one night, starting with deep plowing, making ridges, planting, fertilizing, and compacting the soil. He was so busy that he had no time to rest.

Looking at her watch, it was four in the morning and she should go back to bed.

The air in the space was mixed with the smell of sweat, dust and diesel. Green buds began to emerge from the distant fields, which made He Xi feel infinitely happy. She knew she could harvest the crops as soon as she woke up.

In the evening, Wang Qiang looked at He Xi in astonishment, and even suspected that she had some magic. How could she prepare so much food in such a short time? He looked her up and down.

He Xi didn't hide or dodge, but looked at him with the same curiosity.

The two began to walk in circles in the yard, looking at each other. Wang Qiang was so angry that he laughed: "Just stand there and don't imitate me."

Not getting the answer he wanted, Wang Qiang groaned and said to his brothers, "Just move the goods. I didn't see how experienced she is, but I guess she's not doing anything harmful and is only after money."

He Xi sighed, she was used to it. No matter what he said, he just refused to believe her and insisted that she was a "fairy" from some mountain.

He Xi rolled his eyes at him and said, "That's all before the New Year. I won't ship any more. I'll also take a good rest for a while."

Wang Qiang smiled and said, "Okay. You take a rest. I think you are busy talking about love with your partner, right?"

"It's up to you, believe it or not." He Xi didn't care about his joke, after all, he has always been like this.

He Xi frowned and took the payment from Wang Qiang with disdain. There was saliva on each bill, fresh and warm. She really didn't want to reach out to take the money.

When he found out before, He Xi reminded him not to count money like that, but he became even more aggressive after hearing that. He was annoyed that He Xi made all the money, but he still admired her, a little girl. The contradictory psychology made him dislike her.

Just as He Xi was counting money wearing medical gloves, there was a knock on the door of the rental courtyard. She was more curious than frightened. Who would come so late at night and in such weather?

She came to the door with a baseball bat in her hand: "Who is it?"

"it's me."

He Xi opened the door in surprise, threw down the baseball bat in her hand, and held up his frozen face: "Why are you still going out on this day? What's the hurry?"

She led him into the courtyard to warm himself up.

Lu Jinan's true nature was exposed when he entered the room. He took off his hat and hugged He Xi, resting his head on her shoulder, like a poor little thing, and kept pressing his cold face against the skin of her neck.

The touch of cold and warm made He Xi tremble and she couldn't help but shiver slightly.

"I came to see you." Lu Jinan's low voice came, "You don't care about me, and you ask me why I go out."

He Xi was stunned and chuckled: "It's my fault. I have to cook for you as punishment."

He Xi took out the hot pack that the system gave him when he signed in this morning and plugged in the electric blanket, making sure it covered him well before starting to cook.

Lu Jinan stared at the hot pack charging beside him in a daze. What kind of progress will society be like in the future?

No matter when and where he could not say that he was a middle-aged uncle. An old cow could eat young grass, but she might not agree. Also, he was married in his previous life and knew "excessively" about matters between men and women. He could just play dumb appropriately.

The dinner was quite rich, with sweet and sour spare ribs, shredded pork with fish flavor, tiger skin chicken feet, honey chicken wings, vegetable soup, and white rice.

He Xi's muscle memory shows that she likes to eat meat, a habit left by being poor.

Lu Jinan looked at the table full of meat dishes and was worried: "You, don't do this next time. Pay attention to your health. Don't girls care about having a good figure?"

He Xi paused with his hands gripping the meat, and pursed his lips: "Are you creating anxiety?"

Lu Jinan was helpless and continued to accuse others of him.

It's another night of being together.