A stunning beauty arrived on the island; she invented everything from childcare to babysitting.

It was almost ten o'clock when she got back to the house. Anning felt uneasy. She took out the letter paper that Chen Hai had given her and wrote him a letter, describing everything that had happened that day.

Yan Fei had originally asked someone to help tidy up the backyard and build a shed that she liked, which made her very happy. But then this happened that night.

However, she couldn't say these things to her daughter, and as for Guo Shuzhen's thoughts, they were just her guesses, which she couldn't tell Zhao Xuemei either. So she could only express her emotions by writing letters.

Chen Hai didn't seem like a feudal person from this era to her, and she wanted to see what his opinion was on the matter.

After all, the relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law is a major problem in marriage. The best solution is for the husband to act as a lubricant between his mother and wife. Unfortunately, Song Wenyuan did not, and neither does Zhao Jihua today.

The letter was three pages long, written in a flamboyant, illegible hand, revealing her extreme displeasure.

After putting the letter into an envelope, Anning went to wash up and go to bed. By then, the little girl was already drooling in her sleep.

In the following days, neither Zhao Jihua nor Guo Shuzhen returned. Only Aunt Wu came and went from the house, but she did not bother Anning again, probably because her son had warned her.

Anning quickly received a reply from Chen Hai. Chen Hai didn't write much about Guo Shuzhen, but he shared her opinion: it's best not to get close to people who only drain your emotions.

Relationships between people are reciprocal; it's impossible for only one side to give forever.

Even if someone falls into a deep pit and you go to rescue them with a rope, if only the person above is pulling while the person below remains indifferent and passively waits for them to be pulled up, who, besides parents, would be so foolish as to treat someone like that?

Moreover, many parents fail to do this.

In the letter, Chen Hai only touched on this matter briefly, and then went on to talk about something else: he had gotten two packets of seeds for Anning.

One bag contained watermelon, and the other contained strawberries.

The original owner of this body had never seen strawberries before, nor many other kinds of fruits, so An Ning was not clear about what fruits were available in China at that time.

But strawberries are a rather difficult fruit to cultivate, and it's easy to imagine that they wouldn't be cheap even if they were available in this day and age. I don't know how Chen Hai managed to get them.

Fortunately, during the years of the apocalypse, she had mastered the cultivation methods of several common fruits, including strawberries and watermelons. She could try to see how the current varieties would turn out.

Both strawberry and watermelon seeds need to be soaked in warm water before planting. Watermelon seeds also require an additional step of sun-drying. The two also have different soil requirements, but these can be ignored when growing them at home.

The cement behind the house looked almost dry, but Anning underestimated the humidity of the island's air. She removed a board and found it was still damp inside, so she quietly put it back on.

However, the land that the young soldiers helped her turn over was suitable for planting crops directly.

Anning divided the yard into three small plots, each separated by gravel, making it look very neat.

The largest plot was used to grow the scallions, ginger, garlic, tomatoes, green beans, and cucumbers that Zhao Xuemei had given her, while the two smaller plots were used to grow strawberries and watermelons, respectively.

As for the grapes she wanted to grow, she had already asked Chen Hai about it.

If he can get his hands on strawberry and watermelon seeds, grapes should be no problem for him too.

However, grapes are usually propagated by cuttings or grafting, so sending them over might be a bit troublesome. Therefore, she planned to make the trip herself after Chen Hai found out about it.

When planting, Anning called Xiaoni over.

Children these days can already write quite a few characters, and they've even learned pinyin, so writing a diary is a piece of cake for them.

Having her record the growth process of vegetables and fruits is also a way to cultivate her patience.

She lived in an era of information explosion. Due to the widespread use of the internet, many people suddenly received too much knowledge that did not belong to them, and they became accustomed to receiving fragmented information. When it came to doing something from beginning to end, they did not have much patience.

The most typical example is the popularity of videos such as "watching a TV series in ten minutes", "reading a book in five minutes", and "watching the life of a historical figure in half an hour".

At first, Anning also enjoyed watching them. Back then, she was still in high school and had very little time to rest each day. She simply didn't have time to watch a complete TV series or read a complete book. So the rise of these kinds of videos gave her a feeling of quickly acquiring knowledge.

However, when she needed to write, she found her mind blank.

She had indeed seen and knew many things, but her understanding of these things, apart from what she had seen in short videos, was completely superficial. Her mental instructions were not systematic at all, let alone applied to her life.

She was lucky; she soon realized that doing so was no different from just skimming the surface, so she abandoned the short videos and picked up books again.

Now, she is cultivating her child's patience.

Anning gave each child a plant of each crop to take care of themselves.

From the moment a seed is planted to its germination, growth, flowering, and fruiting, it is a long process for a child.

But when she truly reaps the rewards, she will feel the joy of hard work and thus enjoy the process of waiting for the harvest.

The day passed quickly. Anning washed up with her child, held the warm baby in bed, and soon fell asleep.

However, in the middle of the night, a loud noise came from the backyard, followed by screams like a pig being slaughtered.

"Ah! Damn it, my leg, my leg is broken!"

An Ning immediately opened her eyes. She recognized the familiar crying voice; she had been waiting for this person for a long time.

For the past few days, the other party had not made any move, and she thought she was overthinking it, but she had not taken back the small mechanism she had placed in the corner of the yard wall, since it didn't matter where it was placed anyway.

I never expected to catch them red-handed today.