Yang Fenglan decided to stop irrigating the fields and continue searching for treasures in the mountains, harvesting as much wheat as she could.

For generations, humankind has relied on the mountains for sustenance and the rivers for livelihood.

Besides, having space at your fingertips ensures a worry-free life.

Who cares about the land during drought?

Yang Fenglan dug up a small handful of malnourished wild vegetables at the foot of the mountain. Just as she was about to go home, she suddenly noticed a noise coming from the tall bushes nearby.

She instinctively mistook it for a ferocious beast and ran away.

"Why are you running?" A person emerged from the bushes.

It was Xiao Yuanshan, carrying two pheasants in his hand.

Yang Fenglan stopped awkwardly. "Oh, it's you."

"What do you think it is?" Xiao Yuanshan was a mature, middle-aged man, with a robust build and a pleasant voice.

It's just the tone of his voice that's so unpleasant.

Yang Feng pursed her lips, not wanting to chat idly with him, and turned to leave.

"Stop!" Xiao Yuanshan strode forward, picked up a chicken and handed it over, "Take this to Jingyi to help him recover."

"Huh?" Someone even brings me meat while I'm picking wild vegetables. Is this because I've got a system and my luck is starting to improve?

Although Yang Fenglan was tempted, she dared not take it.

"No need, we have food at home."

"Just take it, why are you being so annoying?" Xiao Yuanshan stuffed the pheasant directly into Yang Fenglan's basket.

The pheasant flapped its wings and almost flew away. He hurriedly grabbed the pheasant's foot and handed it to Yang Fenglan again.

Yang Fenglan stared wide-eyed at the wild vegetables in the basket, which had been battered and bruised by the chickens, unsure whether she should be angry.

Because, in that one moment, a clump of chicken droppings appeared on her wild vegetables.

Yang Fenglan clenched her teeth, forcing a smile, but her heart ached.

"Take it!" Xiao Yuanshan said gruffly. "It's for Jingyi, not for you."

Yang Fenglan was startled by his loud voice and instinctively reached out to catch the pheasant, afraid that if she was too slow, he would yell again.

"Thank you, I heard it from Jingyi..."

Yang Fenglan wanted to ask him, "Didn't you break up with Zhou Jingyi?"

Before he could finish asking the question, Xiao Yuanshan strode several meters away.

Forget it, I'll owe him a chicken. I'll have Zhou Jingyi pay it back later.

Back home, Yang Fenglan looked at the pheasant with a worried expression.

People said it was for Zhou Jingyi to nourish his body, but one of these would probably sell for thirty coins.

I want to sell them for money, but I'm a little reluctant to eat them...

No, she already has the system, what is there to be reluctant about?

There will be plenty of opportunities to make money in the future, but once the chicken is sold, we won't be able to eat it anymore.

Yang Fenglan immediately boiled water to scald the chicken feathers, washed it clean, and then started stewing it over high heat.

"Mom, where did this chicken come from?" Zhou Jingyi called out as he smelled the chicken soup.

"Your Uncle Xiao gave it to you to help you recover," Yang Fenglan said. "He's a really good person. Once you're healed, get one and return it to him."

“…Hmm.” Zhou Jingyi was silent for a while before answering in a muffled voice.

Yang Fenglan prepared the meal before dark, moved the dining table to the yard, and ate by the moonlight.

After finishing her meal and washing up, Yang Fenglan put the things that had been drying in the kitchen, locked the door, and went back to her room to lie down.

He pulled the glass ball out from under the pillow.

“My dear child, if you have any spirituality, tell me in a dream tonight how to unlock your potential.”

Yang Fenglan kissed the glass marble and carefully put it back under her pillow.

That night, she actually had a dream.

It wasn't a good dream, though.

She dreamt that she wouldn't let Shen Yu divorce him, and that she followed her around every day, trying to steal the ginseng and lingzhi mushrooms she found.

The ginseng looked like a little baby. She carried it to the county to sell it for money. On the way, the ginseng suddenly opened its blood-red mouth and bit her neck.

Yang Fenglan was so frightened that she threw away the ginseng and ran away.

But his legs felt as if they were weighed down by a thousand pounds; he couldn't lift them or run.

The lingzhi mushroom in her arms flew out and turned into a vengeful ghost that chased after her...

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