Reborn in a virtual world, before the house was taken away

The next morning, after getting up and quickly washing up, Feng Qingqing sat down at the dining table. She noticed that apart from her, who was full of energy, everyone else seemed a bit listless. Of course, for them, going to the countryside was like the sky falling down.

This time, it was Feng Damei who spoke first.

Her eyes were filled with lingering sorrow. Although Jiang Yong had warned her, how could a mother be at ease knowing that her children were going to the countryside?

This time, the worry was truly heartfelt.

After rambling on and on, Jiang Yun grew impatient and simply said:

"Mom, instead of saying all this, why don't you prepare more food and supplies for us?"

After saying that, he ignored everyone and went back to eating.

This is even more worrying. In order to raise the previous 600 yuan, the family not only emptied their savings but also borrowed some money. Now, where would she find the extra money to prepare things for them?

But thinking about the 240 yuan rural subsidy that Jiang Yun had, although he was a little disappointed that he hadn't received it, he figured it was money for the children to spend in the countryside, so he didn't say anything more.

With that in mind, Feng Damei had already decided what she wanted to prepare for them.

There weren't many other things at home, so she decided to prepare some dark flour and make some steamed buns for them to take on the train. They could buy other things locally.

Since the decision to go to the countryside had already been made, Feng Damei had no choice but to accept it, no matter how anxious or upset she was.

She is now particularly concerned about Feng Qingqing's job transfer.

After finishing breakfast, Feng Qingqing returned to her room. The train to the countryside was leaving at 6:30 a.m. the day after tomorrow. She had two days left. What should she do in those two days?

I've already bought the tickets I needed locally, and I still have some tickets for the whole country.

Because she had been staying at Feng Damei's house for the past two days and hadn't dared to go into the space, her eyes suddenly lit up when she thought of this.

How could she forget that her space allows for planting, raising livestock, and upgrading?

With that in mind, she didn't waste any more time.

I said hello and went out.

Now that she's been sent to the countryside, the Jiang family feels that her job is already settled, so they're not as enthusiastic as before and are basically indifferent. They don't really care what she does.

In other words, Jiang Yun was still very concerned about her whereabouts and often asked her where she was.

Feng Qingqing has a general understanding of the key points of planting and raising animals in the space. Seeds and animal cubs can also be bought in the space system, but this requires her to have a certain number of points. She is currently in the initial state with 0 points, so she can only try to buy them from outside the space.

Her first stop was the grain station, where she could buy most common grains. When she arrived, she found out they had them. Since she happened to have some grain coupons, she estimated the size of the planting area in her space, bought the corresponding quantity, and then left.

The planting area has been resolved, but what about the breeding area?

She thought about where she might buy chicks, ducklings, or goslings, and decided to try the black market. If she couldn't find them there, she would check with nearby farmers.

She didn't know the exact location of the black market, only that it was somewhere near the hospital. She decided to give it a try, and she actually found it.

But when she got there, it was already late, and there were only a few people standing or squatting. After looking for a while, she didn't see what she wanted, but since she had already come all this way, she couldn't leave empty-handed, so she bought some more grain and flour.

When she reached the last stall, she saw that it was selling chicken cakes, which was her current favorite. She gritted her teeth and spent a lot of money to buy all the chicken cakes. The more of this kind of snack, the better.

Once she arrived in the countryside, she knew all too well how inconvenient it was to eat or use whatever she wanted. She had a spatial ability, and it would be a complete waste not to use it.

After buying the sponge cake, she prepared to go back. Although she didn't find any chicks or anything like that today, it was still a worthwhile trip. She would come back to check again tomorrow.

After leaving the black market, because it was close to the hospital, there were many people carrying things to see the patients. Feng Qingqing immediately saw an old woman carrying a large hen. The hen looked very energetic and was clucking from time to time.

Feng Qingqing's eyes lit up. This was truly an easy opportunity. Although she wanted chicks, having hens that could lay eggs immediately was the best thing ever.

She spotted her target, seemingly by accident, and bumped into the older woman, which immediately started a conversation.

Fifteen minutes later, Feng Qingqing carried the old hen with satisfaction. Although she had spent a high price of 3 yuan, she felt it was well worth it when she thought about the egg she would get every day.

This trip was definitely worthwhile.

Feng Qingqing thought to herself with a delighted feeling.

Walking to a secluded corner next to the hospital, I placed the old hen, which was still clucking from time to time, into the breeding area of ​​the space.

The seeds I bought earlier have already been planted. Another convenient feature of this space is that planting and harvesting are both done with a single click, which is very convenient and quick.

With the image of a thriving space in my mind, my heart is filled with enthusiasm and hope for the future.

When she got home that evening, she suddenly saw her aunt Feng Damei asking her all sorts of questions with a loving expression, and her uncle Jiang Yong, who looked very gentle. She wondered what was going on now.

Suddenly something occurred to me, and I realized that what was bound to happen would happen anyway.

Strangely, a plate of chives and eggs was served at the dinner table tonight. You see, during the past few days since Feng Qingqing came, she has been eating dark flour buns and cabbage, potatoes, or pickled vegetables.

Sure enough, Feng Damei placed the bowl of meat that everyone had been eagerly eyeing in front of her, and said with a warm smile:

"Qingqing, eat, eat. This is all prepared for you. My family isn't well-off, and we don't have much good food. You've been here for several days and haven't had a proper meal yet. If your uncle and cousin were successful, they would definitely cook braised pork for you every meal."

After speaking, he lowered his head, seemingly looking dejected.

Feng Qingqing was completely immune to this tactic. She picked up a quarter of the egg with her chopsticks and put it in her own bowl, this time replying with:

"I know what Auntie is thinking, I understand. Let's not say anything more, let's eat, let's eat."

One sentence left Feng Damei speechless and frozen in place.

This brat, whether she didn't understand or what, was just about to speak again when Jiang Yong, the head of the household, interrupted her.

"Yes, yes, eating is the most important thing. Let's eat, let's eat, we can talk about it after we finish eating."

The meal was spent in silence.

After finishing her meal, Feng Qingqing didn't go back to her room as usual and not participate in the family's post-meal chat.

She knew there was no escaping this time, and since she was about to go to the countryside, she wanted to give them some hope.

"Qingqing, you're about to be sent to the countryside. What will the factory say about your parents' pension?"

As always, it was her aunt, Feng Damei, who spoke first.

As soon as she finished speaking, Feng Qingqing looked like she didn't know how to respond.

"I went to the factory today to see Director Zhao and asked her about the pension."

"What did she say?" Feng Damei didn't know Director Zhao, but she could tell from his name that he was a high-ranking official.

"She said, she said... she said I'm not yet eighteen, so the factory will keep this money for me until I turn eighteen."

After hearing her say this, the Jiang family members' faces visibly turned ugly.

Feng Qingqing didn't care about any of that, she continued:

"She also said that a similar thing had happened in the factory before. The child's parents had both died and the child was not even sixteen years old. As a result, the compensation money was given to the child for less than a week before it was borrowed by all sorts of relatives for various reasons. The child was later found to have fainted from hunger at home. The factory still had to give her a few yuan a month for living expenses, because they couldn't let her starve to death."

After Feng Qingqing finished speaking, the Jiang family members looked even uglier, and they lost all interest in going to the factory to ask questions.

It wouldn't be good if they were misunderstood as also coveting their niece's compensation money.

Jiang Yong and his wife were initially furious, but considering their eldest son's job and the fact that their other three children had gone to the countryside with their daughter, they knew the money would be theirs sooner or later, so for now, their priority was to focus on their work.

The couple never even considered the house; with jobs, how could they possibly lack housing?

The suicidal thoughts also led them to feel like dying when they learned they had nothing—no job, no house, nothing—especially after losing 600 yuan.

"As for work, Director Zhao said that two people in the factory will retire in a week, and when the position becomes available, she will arrange a suitable one for me. She also gave me an onboarding form. The factory's personnel department only recognizes the form, not the person, and told me to keep it safe."

After saying that, Feng Qingqing took out a thin piece of paper from her pocket.