Who understands? He traveled through time with a high-spec spatial ability.

Li Xianglan quickly waved her hand: "No, Daya, how could your auntie take your things for nothing? But I didn't quite understand what you just said, what kind of seedlings are you talking about?"

"Auntie, it's like this. When I was looking for something with my younger brother by the paddy field, I found some problems with our paddy field. I also went to the adjacent paddy field and saw that other people's fields had the same problem."

She consulted a local expert in the county, who explained that in some areas, seedlings are cultivated earlier to increase yields and shorten the waiting time, allowing for two rice harvests a year. Simply put, the rice seeds are allowed to germinate and grow into seedlings in advance, then the best seedlings are selected and transplanted into the field, allowing for another harvest before the weather turns cold. The selection process also increases the yield.” Qiao Jingjing tried to explain in simple terms.

Aunt Li understood immediately and thought it made a lot of sense. It's like picking vegetables; you remove the bad ones and what's left are the good ones. Good seedlings planted in the ground will naturally have a higher survival rate.

There's at least a chance of success. Even if it doesn't work out, it's just a waste of three months of time and effort, and it won't interfere with next year's planting. Rural folks have plenty of time and energy; if it really works, the family can eat a little more. She thought that even an extra season of rice would only add two or three hundred jin per mu, but when the harvest came, she realized how short-sighted she'd been, and she couldn't stop smiling.

A surge of warmth welled up inside her. "Da Ya, I understand now that you've said that. But consider this seedling a loan from your family; we can't just take it for free. Listen to me, please don't start this. You can teach me how to plant it later."

Qiao Jingjing smiled. Aunt Li was indeed clever. She was reminding Qiao Jingjing not to start this, because this matter couldn't be kept secret forever. Once the neighbors saw that it was feasible, they would also come to ask for their money back. Should she give it to them or not? Putting aside everything else, her father's two brothers would definitely get restless.

However, she didn't intend to keep these methods to herself. Putting aside the grudges of the old house, Qiao Jingjing felt pity for all ordinary people. Even if there were selfish and petty thieves among them, it was undeniable that the majority of people were still simple and kind. They toiled their whole lives just to have enough to eat, and they already did their best just to survive.

Many conflicts, arguments, and disputes ultimately stem from poverty. People who are chronically hungry, penniless, and afraid to get sick often harbor a lot of resentment. This resentment may manifest as dissatisfaction and anger towards their surroundings, or in their arguments and conflicts with others.

However, on the other hand, Qiao Jingjing didn't consider herself a great and selfless person. She was clear-headed when it came to matters of principle, but she would also settle scores on the spot. If she didn't offend her, she would let it go, but if she did, she would definitely retaliate. There was no reason for anyone to take advantage of her for no reason.

The two chatted and laughed as they returned to Daba Village. The moment the carriage entered the village, the entire village erupted in excitement. Old Qiao's simple-minded daughter had driven back in a carriage—how strange, truly strange!

Although people had heard that the girl wasn't stupid anymore, many hadn't witnessed it firsthand. Normally, when she came and went from the village, there wasn't such a big reaction, but today she was driving a horse-drawn carriage! It was like a Rolls-Royce appearing in a dilapidated mountain village. Enough to draw a crowd.

The village runs east to west, with a narrow dirt road running through it. Because both she and Aunt Li's houses are located in the middle of the village, children have been running around the horse-drawn carriage ever since they entered the village, wanting to get a closer look at the tall horses.

Aunt Li arrived first, and after getting off the car, she said something only the two of them could understand: "Aunt Li, you must come and visit my house after you finish harvesting the rice."

"Yes, I'll definitely go."

When they arrived at their front door, Xiaoming and the little girl from the neighbor's house on the left were poking at an ant hole. Hearing their older sister call, they ran over immediately. Their eyes lit up when they saw the carriage, and their older sister didn't even bother to hug it first.

Seeing the little girl hesitant to come over, Qiao Jingjing took out a few small fruit candies from her sleeve, each wrapped in colorful transparent candy wrappers. She handed them to her younger brother, saying, "Here, have some. Come back and watch when you're done playing. I promise you'll get to see as much as you want."

Little Ming happily grabbed the candy and went to share it with his new friend. His older sister didn't give it to him privately; she just told him he could share it with others. He's so clever!

Lin and Qiao Wanjun had just returned from the fields; they had harvested two-tenths of an acre that morning. The sun was high in the sky, so they needed to hurry back, or they would get heatstroke.

She was fascinated by the carriage, and even more excited when she saw the piglets and chickens inside. She threw her sickle on the ground and rushed over to take a look. The piglets were pink and white, clean and plump. She knew the carriage wasn't hers; she was only curious because she'd never seen one before. But the things inside looked different. Her daughter must have brought them home as family possessions.

Old Mrs. Wei next door was stunned when she saw these things, but she had just been humiliated yesterday and her wrist was still sore, so she didn't dare to go up and cause trouble. She rolled her eyes and gave her daughter-in-law, Wan, a look. Wan then walked towards Old Qiao's house at the west end of the village. It had been a long time since she had chatted with Huang.

When Huang heard that the eldest son's family was showered with gifts—carts, pigs, rice, and flour—she immediately felt uneasy and started vomiting. Qiao Wanshi was also upset; he couldn't understand how his elder brother's family had managed to rise so drastically in status. However, being a man, he couldn't bring himself to go and see his niece's misfortune, so he asked Huang to take Qiao Erya to see for herself.

Ever since it was discovered that she almost killed Qiao Daya, Qiao Erya has made no attempt to hide her hatred for Qiao Daya.

The mother and daughter walked towards the village. Wan kept stirring things up, and the two women, already feeling bitter, arrived at the Qiao family's door just in time to see Lin holding a piglet and admiring it adoringly. Qiao Erya rolled her eyes, thinking: It's just a pig, what's so special about it?

At this moment, Qiao Jingjing came out of the house, and Qiao Erya immediately put away her disdainful expression and called out with a smile, "Big sister."

Qiao Jingjing ignored her. She hadn't settled the score with the original owner yet, and she still dared to act so arrogantly in front of her.

Seeing this, Huang quickly stepped forward and said, "Da Ya, your carriage is so beautiful, and these piglets are so fat!"

Qiao Jingjing replied "Mm" politely.

Huang then asked, "Da Ya, where did you get all these good things?"

Qiao Jingjing sneered inwardly. Of course she knew Huang's intentions, but she didn't want to pay attention to them, so she replied indifferently, "They were gifts from some friends."

Huang wanted to ask something more, but Qiao Jingjing interrupted her, saying, "Second Aunt, if you have nothing else, you should go back first. I have things to do."

Huang had no choice but to leave with Qiao Erya, feeling rather annoyed. After taking a few steps, she turned back and said, "Da Ya, Erya was in the wrong before. She didn't do it on purpose. Don't hold it against her."

Qiao Jingjing smiled and said, "Hmm, I won't mind. And then?" I'm waiting for your next words. Looking through the courtyard gate at the chickens and pigs inside, Huang said, "Da Ya, your second uncle has been working so hard lately he's become unrecognizable. Your younger brother hasn't been eating well since the family split up; his face has become so thin. Don't you have three hens? Could you give one to your second aunt to take back and lay eggs for your uncle and brother to help them recover?" She then pretended to wipe away nonexistent tears from the corners of her eyes.

“Second Aunt, I remember when the family divided the property, the second branch also got 5 chickens,” Qiao Jingjing said, crossing her arms. “What, do you just like my family’s things?” Huang Shi didn’t feel embarrassed at all. “Your second uncle is so tired, what’s wrong with you, as a junior, showing some respect by giving him something nice?”

"Hehe, there's a saying I don't know if you've heard before," Qiao Jingjing said with a playful expression:

There are always people who are ugly but always dream big.