Traveling through time as a peasant girl to turn things around

That evening, Little Milk Bag brought Chai Zhen and the children into the space for a bath. The children changed into their Minions pajamas and played in their beds. Chai Zhen walked outside to the fields, a beaming smile on his face. He saw so many crops growing well. As he walked, he saw the fruit trees bearing fruit again, some ripe. "Huh..." "Big white radishes! So huge!" Hearing Guoguo say they were ginseng, Chai Zhen squatted down to examine them more closely, distinguishing the leaves from those of the white radishes. "Hey, there's a red radish... No, that's ginseng too, and it's purple! That's strange! I've never heard of purple ginseng!" As he was watching, the children ran out. "Grandpa, where are you?" Chai Zhen stood up and said, "Grandpa is here." The children swarmed over. "Grandpa, those are huge radishes, and red ones too!" Huanhuan reached up and pulled them out, and they popped out in a flash. Before Chai Zhen could say anything, little milk bag saw it and said, "Brother Huanhuan, that's not a radish. You'll have a nosebleed if you eat it." Huanhuan: "It looks like a radish! And it has roots... Little milk bag: "This is ginseng. It's a medicinal herb grown by Guoguo. It's a great tonic for the fire element. People with weak constitutions can eat it." Little milk bag took the purple ginseng from Huanhuan's hand, pulled off the roots, buried them in the ground, and sprinkled them with spiritual spring water. He gave the big one to Chai Zhen and said, "Grandpa will put it for you in the room you live in." Chai Zhen: "Okay." Chai Zhen went back to the suite and put it in the drawer of the room he lived in.

Back at the fields, the crops on the red soil were growing well. Little Milk Bag said, "Grandpa, it's time to harvest the crops. We have sixty acres of wheat. I wonder how much we can harvest?" Chai Zhen asked, "Guo, are we harvesting now?" Little Milk Bag said, "Yes, Grandpa, just tie the bags. Guoguo, go drive the car and harvest them." Little Milk Bag spent money on buying ten thousand sacks. Guoguo was heartbroken. It cost her so much money.

Chai Zhen went to find a twine needle to sew the sacks. Little Naibao started the harvester, boom, boom, boom... The sickle was harvesting and the seeds were threshed. They went to the field to fill the bags. The warehouse was full, and the grain was unloaded. Chai Zhen was in charge of the bags, while Huanhuan and Hengheng came to help Great-Grandfather carry the bags.

After dumping the grain, Little Milk Bag went to harvest again, and had to empty the warehouse every time he went back and forth. Chai Zhendu had no time to sew, but he also had to go to pack the bags. After three hours, Little Milk Bag finally finished harvesting and sat down on the ground. The grain in the warehouse was not saved for seeds. Hengheng scooped up some spiritual spring water for her and said, "Drink it, sister." Little Milk Bag took the water and drank it in one breath. "Guoguo is alive again. I'm tired." Hengheng: "Sister, teach me how to drive." Little Milk Bag said: "Okay." He stood up and said, "Let's go, brother, I'll teach you." Little Milk Bag took out another remote control, a plowing machine. Little Milk Bag taught Hengheng how to use the remote control, turning, moving forward, backward, turning left and right. After a while, Hengheng

After learning it, Hengheng took the remote control and drove behind. Little Milk Bag shouted, "Brother, sit on it." Hengheng stopped the car, climbed onto the seat, took the remote control and started the car. "Swish, swish, swish..." The land was rolling up. Hengheng drove slowly when turning, then backed up and drove forward. The car rumbled forward and the soil behind it was rolled up with a rake. The ground was flat after the car passed.

Hengheng sat in the car, driving the machine, happily exclaiming, "Ahhhhh! Ahhhh! I can drive now!" Chai Ye watched and wanted to drive too. The little kid said, "Brother Ye, you're still young. I'll teach you in two years." Chai Ye could only stay and watch in silence! ...A few children were watching the plowing.

Chai Zhen was busy sewing a bag when Guoguo called out, "Grandpa, just tie it up with a rope, no need to sew." Chai Zhen put away his needle and tied the rope. After tying it, he counted, but couldn't count it all. Chai Ye arrived, and Chai Zhen asked him to count, and the two of them did the same.

After plowing the field, Hengheng drove the car back to where it started. Little Milk Bag put the remote control into a small tool box inside the car. The car automatically turned off the fire.

Little Naibao filled the car with gas again! He ran to ask Chai Zhen, "What kind of crops is Grandpa planting?" Chai Zhen thought about it and said, "Soybeans, a change of crops. Thirty acres of soybeans and thirty acres of corn."

Little Milk Bag: "Okay, let's go plant it now." Hengheng and Guoguo went to plant the fields. Chai Zhen and Chai Ye were counting the bags.

Huanhuan was picking vegetables with baskets. There were not many baskets left. He would talk to his grandfather after he went out and ask him to weave more baskets. He picked two big baskets of big red tomatoes, two big baskets of eggplants, three big baskets of cucumbers, and one basket of beans. He put all the pumpkins on the ground because there was no room. He picked two big baskets of red peppers, but there were still more and there was no room, so he didn't pick them. He also planted spinach in the open space. He planted whatever seeds he found until the open space was full and then went to water it. Huanhuan was not very old, just a little over five years old, but this child knew how to work and couldn't sit still. After watering, he turned around and went to pick fruits again.

Looking at the tree full of ripe fruits, he climbed up the tree, picked a few but couldn't carry them, so he climbed down again to look for Guoguo and his great-grandfather.

Chai Zhen and Chai Ye finally figured it out, but they still couldn't quite put their finger on the exact number. It was probably over 3,200 bags. He calculated that one acre of land was equivalent to 8,000 kilograms, and one bag of wheat was 150 kilograms. Chai Zhen and Chai Ye went to find Guoguo and said, "Guo, do you know how many kilograms of grain we harvested from these 60 acres of land? 8,000 kilograms per acre! Great Grandpa has never heard of that in his life. The family in our village that harvests the most uses a lot of fertilizer. There's one family that harvests 1,200 kilograms per acre. They're famous in our village for their farming skills." Little Milk Bag: "Well, the land out there yields a lot. Ours is red soil, irrigated with spiritual spring water, so the harvest is sure to be very high." Chai Zhen: "Yes, our one acre of land yields 8,000 kilograms. Great Grandpa also calculated these 60 acres, and it's about 480,000 kilograms." Chai Zhen's eyes turned red. Little Milk Bag: "Grandpa, let's go sell wheat tomorrow and grind it ourselves. Anyone who wants to grow it can do it." Chai Zhen: "Okay, can we make it cheaper?" Little Milk Bag: "Okay, Great Grandpa, you decide." Chai Zhen: "Four cents a pound of wheat, the people are so pitiful." Little Milk Bag: "Okay. Great Grandpa, let's go check on our shop tomorrow, it's time to clean it up." Chai Zhen slapped his head and said, "Great Grandpa forgot. Let's go find a few more people to go with us tomorrow."

Huanhuan arrived and said, "The fruits are ripe! Time to pick them." Little Milkman planted the sixty acres of land, and Chai Zhen and the children went back to picking fruit. The apples and pears were ripe, and they each picked a basket. They picked two durians and shared them on the ground. They drank water from the spiritual spring, then went back to shower and change into pajamas before going to bed. Little Milkman put the clothes in the washing machine. After washing and hanging them up, Little Milkman went to sleep.