Family Cultivation: My Ancestral Home Gets Infinite Upgrades

Xujia Village, Ping'an County, Song State.

Under the old banyan tree at the village entrance, several farm women were sitting and chatting.

It was already winter, and the last batch of late-ripening radishes had been harvested and stored in the cellar.

With the fields resting, the farmers also have some free time.

However, Jiang Fu'an did not allow himself to be idle.

He figured the first snow of the year would be coming soon, so he needed to make several trips into the mountains before it snowed to hunt some game.

My three kids are at the age where they're growing rapidly, and their little mouths are always saying they're hungry, so I can't let them go without food and drink.

That afternoon, as he was carrying two brightly colored pheasants to the village entrance, he heard a commotion coming from the threshing ground.

"Goose! Chicken! Peck hard! Don't let it escape!"

He heard one of the voices, crisp and bright, very clearly.

It was her second daughter, Yue'er.

Jiang Fu'an frowned and quickened his pace.

Turning around the haystack, the sight before him made him pause in surprise.

A "battle" was actually taking place in their own threshing ground.

On one side were six teenagers, around seven or eight years old, who looked familiar, like they were from the next village;

On the other side were a dozen or so white geese with their necks outstretched and looking menacing, and two large roosters with glossy feathers.

The boys were chased and ran around in a panic, covering their heads and hunching their shoulders, groaning in pain.

Most of the noise I heard just now came from them.

Three small figures stood side by side on the edge of the threshing floor.

A little boy of about seven or eight years old and two little girls of about five or six years old.

These are Jiang Fu'an's three children.

His second daughter, Yue'er, was waving her little fists and loudly directing the white goose and rooster in their "battle".

Seeing this, Jiang Fu'an was furious and shouted in a deep voice:

"Yue'er! Who told you to instigate the goose to bite someone?"

Hearing the voice, Yue'er turned her head and saw it was her father. She pouted and pointed at the group of disheveled boys, complaining:

"Dad! They ganged up on my brother first! That's why I called Big Goose for help!"

The eldest daughter, Hemiao, who was slightly taller, quickly advised:

"Stop talking, look how angry Dad is. Quickly call the goose back."

Yue'er glanced at her father's gloomy face, and though unwilling, she turned around and ran to chase the goose.

Jiang Fu'an watched his daughter's retreating figure, and felt a surge of emotion.

Kids are so much fun when they're young; once they grow up, they become a real handful.

He first turned around and handed the pheasant he was carrying to a hunchbacked old man who was traveling with him:

"Uncle Xu, I'm sorry you had to see this. Take this game back and have Wanqing cook it. I need to teach these troublemakers a lesson."

Uncle Xu took the pheasant and smiled gently:

"Master, children are usually quite robust at this age. It's a good thing they have energy. Please don't get angry."

After saying that, he picked up his prey and slowly walked towards the small courtyard with blue bricks not far away.

Jiang Fu'an turned his gaze to his eldest daughter, He Miao. This girl was usually the most sensible and reliable, but today she had also gotten involved.

His tone was tinged with dissatisfaction:

"He Miao, you're usually very sensible, why didn't you stop Yue'er from being naughty this time?"

The seedlings calmly explained:

"Dad, I pooped. Yue'er was going to tell Da Huang to bite it, but I stopped her."

"Although roosters and geese peck at people, it hurts, but it doesn't leave serious injuries."

"I just wanted to teach those kids a lesson so they wouldn't bully Stone again."

Jiang Fu'an glanced at the large, muscular yellow dog wagging its tail at his feet, and couldn't help but twitch his lips.

This Yue'er is becoming more and more lawless.

If we had actually let the dogs go up there to bite, someone might have died today.

He thought to himself that he would have to give this girl a good talking to later.

Then, Jiang Fu'an's gaze fell on his youngest son, who was strong but also the youngest, and his tone softened:

"Stone, why did they hit you?"

The youngest son has always been honest and the least worrisome.

Jiang Fu'an didn't believe he would deliberately cause trouble, so he softened his attitude.

Stone raised his little face, full of grievance:

"Today at school, Er Gou and I were arguing, and he insisted that people only eat two meals a day."

"I told him that my family eats three meals a day, but he didn't believe me. He said I was bragging and even hit me first."

"Later, he lost the fight, so he called those guys to ambush me on my way home from school..."

After listening, Jiang Fu'an showed a strange expression.

He never expected that the cause would be like this.

In fact, he was also involved in this matter.

Jiang Fu'an is a time traveler who has been in this world, which is similar to his previous ancient life, for eight years.

Grain yields are low here, and to save money, farmers generally only eat two meals a day, one in the morning and one in the evening.

Jiang Fu'an, however, could never get used to it; if he didn't eat lunch, he would feel hungry and anxious.

Once he had established himself here and accumulated some wealth, he resumed eating three meals a day.

Stone has been raised on three meals a day since birth.

In the little guy's mind, everyone in the world should naturally eat three meals a day.

Although Stone is honest, he is stubborn to the core and sticks to his principles.

It's not surprising at all to argue with someone about "how many meals a day".

"Dad! What delicious food have you prepared for our birthday banquet tonight?"

A crisp, clear sound came from afar, and there was Yue'er leading a group of "victorious troops," running back with light steps.

He had a big smile on his face, completely unaware that he had almost caused trouble.

Jiang Fu'an straightened his face, feigning severity:

"All you ever think about is eating! Do you know how much trouble you almost caused today? I'll tell your mother!"

Yue'er's bright smile froze instantly.

She darted over and grabbed Jiang Fu'an's arm, shaking it violently.

"Dad! I was wrong! Please don't tell Mom! I promise I'll be obedient from now on, and I'll do whatever you say!"

When Jiang Fu'an transmigrated, he was only twenty-two years old.

According to the story of my past life, I was a "baby".

Even though he settled down and had children here, he wasn't ready to be a father.

More often than not, he would play with the children like a playmate, rarely scolding them.

This resulted in the three children being close to him, but not really afraid of him.

But today's matter involves his deepest secret—the cheat code he gained from time travel.

He figured it was time to have a serious talk with the children and set some rules.

"Follow me, everyone!"

He kept a straight face, put his hands behind his back, and turned to walk out of the village.

The three children looked at each other, none of them daring to ask any more questions, and followed obediently behind him with their heads down.

Jiang Fu'an chose the path leading to the fields.

At this time of year, the crops have long been harvested, and the fields are empty, with no one in sight.

He was afraid that if he said what he was about to say in the village, someone would hear him.

When it comes to his "golden finger," it's actually a white ball of light in his mind.

When I first transmigrated, the ball of light was a barren wasteland, completely empty.

Only on the surface of the ball of light floated a few lines of Chinese characters from a past life:

[Ancestral Home lv.0]

[Upgrade condition: Get married]

The original owner's family wasn't wealthy; they had eighty acres of poor land, barely enough to make ends meet, and they couldn't save much money.

Fortunately, in this world, getting married and starting a family requires neither a new house nor gold jewelry, nor a high dowry.

Jiang Fu'an was quick-witted and good-looking. In just a month or so, he married a virtuous and hardworking wife from a neighboring village.

On their wedding night, the light in his mind trembled slightly and successfully leveled up to level one.

The upgraded cheat system filled him with hope for the future.

[Ancestral Home lv.1]

[Successfully inherited: 1 years]

[Owned Buildings]

[Bedroom (Eugenics): Offspring conceived in the bedroom have a significantly increased probability of developing spiritual roots, destiny, or special constitutions.]

[Individual Rewards]

Lifespan: +10 years

[Number of copies: +1 (used to copy the destiny or special constitution of offspring)]

[Upgrade Requirements: Give birth to a child with three or more spiritual roots and raise them to the age of seven]