Disaster Apocalypse: Farming, Family, and My Hidden Secret Space
Chapter 156. Riot

Chapter 156: 156. Riot

"Why... talking about you, mentioning your name Liao Ya, my mouth is on me, and I can say whatever I want, do whatever I want, can you stop me? You’re just worrying too much over nothing, you clearly need a good lesson."

Jin was fuming these past few days. Every morning, she found the mess left by a child on one side of her own front door. The Li family was the closest to them, and their kids happened to be the most ill-mannered, always solving their needs anywhere they pleased.

Although such natural waste was considered valuable by rural folks like them, it did depend on where it was placed. This was obviously meant to disgust people, right?

No need to think hard about it, it had to be Liao’s doing, enticing the kids.

It seemed that she had been given too much face these days. Jin was pondering having her grandson keep watch for a couple of days, determined to catch those kids red-handed, and when that happened, she wouldn’t spare Liao.

She didn’t expect the opportunity to come so quickly. Jin wasn’t going to let this chance slip and immediately started throwing shade at Dog Egg’s mother.

"Hua, Li Dagou’s mother, speaks sense. Why would anyone deliberately seek a scolding? You shouldn’t take everything on yourself."

If her expression wasn’t so gleeful, perhaps it would have been more convincing. Clearly, she was just stirring up trouble!

"What? What’s it got to do with you? I don’t need you to tell me how to do things; I’ve got my own pile of crap to deal with at home. You’re not eating much, but you’re sticking your nose in everywhere."

Liao Ya was smoldering. She would lash out at anyone, more so when it was obvious it came from a malicious intent.

"No, are you that hard of hearing?" The woman speaking immediately took offense.

She liked watching the drama, but didn’t want the drama to involve her.

"What’s the point of reasoning with someone like her? She never deals with facts and lacks manners. Where does she get the gall to covet other people’s good children? Where’s the shame?" Jin sneered.

"You wretched Jin, I’m going to fight you." Insulted directly like this, Liao wanted to tear into the person in front of her. With a loud cry, she lunged at Jin, and before anyone could react, they were tangled in a brawl.

Grabbing and clawing at each other, their mouths hurling insults at each other’s families. Soon, clothes and hair were in disarray, and the ground was littered with dry yellow strands of hair. The fight was so intense that pulling them apart revealed tangled messes of hair and ruffled appearances.

Given how scrawny Li Dagou’s mother was, she was no match for Rong, especially with people pulling strings in the background.

Old Granny Hua was happy and utterly unaware of the chaos her departure had left.

The following days were bustling at home. Not only did the two aunts’ families visit, but even several matchmakers came.

Unfortunately, they were all turned away by Granny Hua prioritizing studies. You can turn away the matchmakers, but you can’t refuse the village folks visiting. Fortunately, after a day’s adjustment, the two brothers returned to the academy. Otherwise, feeling like being watched like monkeys, they wouldn’t have dared to come out of their room.

Thankfully, the novelty and excitement passed in just a few days, and the Hua family breathed a sigh of relief.

Then came the busy farming season, under the scorching sun. After several consecutive days of hard work, everyone lost a few pounds, but all the grain was safely stored in the granary. Seeing the harvested grains, no matter how tired, everyone’s hearts were filled with joy.

The Hua family had an abundant harvest not only in grain but also in sweet potatoes and potatoes. Seeing so much food in the house, Flower Elder and his wife were happier than when they earned money, unable to stop smiling.

Especially with yields of nearly a thousand pounds per mu, with so much grain, how could they fear hunger? Just thinking about it made Flower Elder uncontrollably excited.

Having little harvest is a headache, but having too much is another kind of headache. Next came the dilemma of storing sweet potatoes and potatoes. After all, it was their first time trying these foods; though they had a cellar, Flower Elder had no idea how long they could keep.

However, this problem was quickly solved, thanks in no small part to seeking Flower Jin’s advice. After all, these new foods were taken out of the blessed land space by the child, so who knew better than the child himself?

Sweet potatoes could be a staple, and naturally, they could be dried. More than half were sliced into thin pieces and dried for storage, while the remaining half was kept in the cellar for the next planting season.

As for the potatoes, though they were filling, they were more like vegetables, so they were stored directly in the cellar as advised by the granddaughter. The key was maintaining a suitable temperature for long-term storage.

They didn’t consider placing them in the child’s blessed land space as Flower Elder and his kin wanted to rely less on such crutches. As guardians, they couldn’t depend too much, and everything couldn’t be stored away there.

Now, the Hua family truly didn’t lack food or drink. Except for taxes, not a grain of their harvest was sold; everything was stored in the granary and cellar.

At the same time, there was a bumper harvest in Flower Jin’s space, filling another room. With grains filling two large rooms, Flower Jin felt fear vanish, with a strong sense of security. In a moment of excitement, she couldn’t help using her Divine Sense to till the land and plant another crop.

There’s something addictive about hoarding supplies, and luckily her house was spacious enough for several rounds of planting without worrying.

The days truly entered summer, with each day getting hotter as the academy went on break.

The scorching sun rose early every day, and even sitting still, one would be drenched in sweat.

It was bearable at night, where she could boldly hide in the space, but during the day, with people constantly coming and going, she couldn’t stay cooped up in the room.

Flower Jin was most afraid of heat, losing all energy when it got hot. After a nap, she followed her grandmother to sit under the tree by the door for a breeze, not far from a few half-grown dogs.

Flower Granny doted on her granddaughter, fanning her while chatting with someone.

"Don’t you feel this year is hotter than previous years, Lady Chengtian?" Granny Lin wiped her neck with a cloth. Barely wiping it dry before a thin layer of sweat appeared again.

Seeing her granddaughter lethargic, Flower Granny nodded. "Sure is!"

Poor child, so pampered from a young age, suffering from the heat each summer. This year, so hot the child couldn’t bother to move.

"Indeed, I feel the sun is much fiercer than in past years, and have you noticed there seems to be little rain, not a single drop since summer started."

"Had you not mentioned, I wouldn’t have noticed. It’s been over a month without rain, no wonder it’s so hot, a rainstorm would indeed help."

"True."

Ending the conversation here, the two went on without much thought, after all, there had been many times in previous years when no rain fell for this long.

But sitting beside them, Flower Jin felt an unexpected stir in her heart.

She had inklings of a girl’s memories, and this year was indeed much hotter than previous years. Before it was hot, but sitting in a breezy spot was still comfortable, especially at night when it was possible to sleep without a fan.

Unlike this year, it wasn’t even the peak of summer, yet it was so hot at night one couldn’t sleep.