Transmigrated as My Aunt in the 70s-Chapter 11 - 0 Be a Farmer Girl

Tian Sisi does not plan to tell anyone about the Space, although the Tian Family treats her really well, human nature is unpredictable, and she doesn't want to lose the family that cherishes her in this world. But she is determined to make sure the Tian Family will have a good life, with the Space as her biggest support, Tian Sisi feels very confident about a bright future.

Coming out of the mall leads directly to the courtyard's backyard; no wonder she hadn't seen it earlier. There are a few rooms in the courtyard she hasn't visited yet; Tian Sisi plans to look next time. She has been inside for quite a while now, Granny Zhao has the habit of tucking in her granddaughter, and it would be terrible if Granny Zhao couldn't find her and got shocked. Moreover, there are down quilts and beef jerky on the bed!

Tian Sisi thought in her mind, "I want to go out," and then she returned to the bed, storing the quilt and beef jerky back into the Space. She had already tried it out earlier; goods from the mall could be stored and retrieved with her mind. Excited, Tian Sisi couldn't sleep at all, staring at the bright moon outside the window, her uneasy heart instantly settled down.

Although she behaved as if nothing was wrong during the day, only she knew she felt panic. This was an unfamiliar era, a turbulent era; she knew no one here and didn't even know what would happen in the future.

But now her heart was at ease. Coming here wasn't too bad after all; she had the loving Tian Family, she knew the future trends of society, and most importantly, she had the biggest security – the Space. Although it wasn't as omnipotent as described in novels, it was enough to ensure a high-quality life for her and the people she wanted to protect.

At that moment, Mr. Tian's room clock started chiming "dong dong dong," ringing eight times in total, Tian Sisi's eyes widened, how could it only be eight o'clock? She was almost at eight before going to sleep, and she had been in the Space for more than an hour, why was it just eight o'clock now? Could it be?

Tian Sisi's breathing became rapid, could there be a time difference between Space and the outside? To test her theory, Tian Sisi entered the Space again, stayed for about half an hour before coming out, she grabbed a coat, and hurriedly ran to Mr. Tian's room. Only Mr. Tian's room had a clock; both Granny Zhao and Mr. Tian hadn't slept yet, Mr. Tian was listening to the radio, and Granny Zhao was sewing shoes under an oil lamp.

Seeing Tian Sisi wearing just a coat, Granny Zhao was frightened and quickly hugged her granddaughter back into bed, "Oh my, why did you come over with just this on? Be careful, don't get sick again!"

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Tian Sisi let Granny Zhao hold her feeling that being a child could also be fun, she could act every capricious way she wanted, "I couldn't sleep."

"It's not nice to just wear a coat over if you can't sleep, don't you know how cold it is outside?" Granny Zhao admonished, tapping her granddaughter's forehead.

Tian Sisi giggled happily, she was in a great mood, as she just checked the time; it was still eight o'clock. Meaning the half-hour she spent in the Space had almost no time passed outside, which was great. Future visits to Space wouldn't be detected by others.

Seeing his granddaughter laughing sillily, Old Man also laughed, "Ah Nan, why are you so happy?"

"Just happy, I found a treasure," Tian Sisi said half-truthfully, but Old Man and Granny Zhao clearly didn't buy it, thinking it was just a child not distinguishing between dreams and reality.

Tian Sisi lingered on Mr. Tian and Granny Zhao's bed for a while before Granny Zhao carried her back to her own room to sleep. Once Granny Zhao left, Tian Sisi immediately entered the Space, this time she went to the courtyard's tool room to take a sickle, put on gloves, and started cutting wheat. She cut less than half an acre of wheat field, and was gasping for breath, the body was too small to do much work, these crops would have to be handled slowly.

Just like that, take a break and then continue working. During this time, she even took a nap. Tian Sisi harvested two acres of wheat and also cut and organized the wheat straws, which could be used as firewood. The harvested wheat kernels were full and plump, obviously top-quality wheat with a sure-to-be great taste, perfect for brewing alcohol. Tian Sisi packed the newly harvested wheat into burlap sacks and piled them on the ground. It doesn't rain in the Space, so leaving them outside was not a problem.

Tian Sisi waved her sore arms and washed her body with well water. The water was lukewarm, just the right temperature for bathing without feeling cold at all. Tian Sisi had a plan: she would harvest the remaining dozen acres of crops over several nights, then burn the left-behind roots in the field, and plow the land again to plant new crops. The notebook said that as long as the roots are burned as fertilizer and the land is plowed again, seeds can be sown, and thereafter, they wouldn't require much care.

It seems that farming in this Space is quite relaxing; it just takes some effort. In the future, she could utilize her free evenings to farm here as a farmer girl. Since the harvested crops won't spoil, after the turmoil ends, she could brew and sell alcohol. After all, isn't alcohol considered 'liquid gold'? Haven't the most profitable companies been tobacco and alcohol factories in later generations?

Tian Sisi made a full and confident plan for her future life. She wiped her body and feet clean and then left the Space. She even deliberately looked at the moon in the sky, which still hung above the pear tree in the courtyard, unchanged. She had spent several dozen hours in the Space just a moment ago, and now Tian Sisi could confirm that there was a significant difference in the passage of time inside the Space compared to the outside world.

This Jade Space is indeed a treasure. God has been watching over her, even though he brought her to such a poverty-stricken era. He also gave her a loving family and the Space as a safeguard. Tian Sisi couldn't help but bow several times towards the sky in gratitude.

After doing physical labor, Tian Sisi soon fell asleep. Granny Zhao came by once and saw her granddaughter sleeping with a flushed face and slightly parted plump red lips. She couldn't resist kissing Tian Sisi's cheeks twice, causing Tian Sisi to grunt a few times and turn over before continuing to sleep. Granny Zhao lovingly straightened the corner of the quilt before she returned to her room to sleep peacefully.

The sun was still strong the next day. The snow outside had nearly melted after a day's strong sunlight, though the morning temperature was still very low. The muddy roads were frozen hard. Today is the sixteenth day of the first lunar month, and according to the old sayings, the Spring Festival is considered over, and it's time to plan for the new year's farming tasks. With Jingzhe, the spring plowing should begin.

Man Yin had his breakfast and then went to maintain the farming tools in the courtyard. Farming tools are the lifeline for farmers, and every farmer treats them as their companions. Man Yin was no exception; he sharpened the hoe and sickle until they gleamed with a chilling brightness.

After lunch, Man Yin and his daughter planned to go to Wangjiazhen. The roads were too hard now, and he didn't want to damage his precious bicycle. It was better to wait until after lunch when the sun had softened the roads. After all, it's just an hour's ride to the town, two hours for a round trip.

Tian Sisi had already arranged with her dad to go to the town together. She was mainly curious to see what Wangjiazhen in the 1970s looked like. Moreover, she hoped to find a way to make some money, as she needed over a hundred yuan to buy a camera and had to earn it herself.

In the morning, taking advantage of an empty kitchen, Tian Sisi secretly added a few pounds of store-bought rice to the rice bin—just two or three pounds, as any more might make Granny Zhao suspicious. After stirring, the added rice wouldn't be noticeable. She also added half a pound of cooking oil to the oil jug. Although the Tian Family didn't worry about food and drink, they never had enough rice and oil at home.

Mr. Tian and Granny Zhao were on government-distributed rations. Mr. Tian, being a veteran, received 32 pounds of rice, six ounces of oil, and one pound of meat each month (approximately these amounts). Granny Zhao, as a military family worker, received 27 pounds of rice, five ounces of oil, and one pound of meat each month. Although these amounts might seem small, they were already special provisions. One must know that city dwellers at that time only received four ounces of oil and five ounces of meat monthly, with men getting 27 pounds of rice and women 24 pounds.

Man Yin and Zhu Aiqing earned work points from their team, and at the end of each year, the team distributed the grains. Man Yin and Zhu Aiqing, both competent individuals, earned full work points, but the grain they received was still not enough to satisfy hunger, a common phenomenon at the time across the countryside; no family could eat their fill. The Tian Family was considered well-off, supplemented by the monthly rationed grains provided to Mr. Tian and Granny Zhao.

Initially, the Tian Family had enough food. However, Granny Zhao, loving her grandchildren dearly, always used more oil when cooking and disliked making light meals. They mainly ate dry rice for their three daily meals, which meant their food supply was insufficient. Each year, the Old Man would have Man Tong buy grain from the black market. According to the Old Man, one's body is the capital for revolution; without adequate food, how could one have the strength to work? PS This is Old Yang's second book, seeking recommendation votes! Old Yang will strive to update daily. Thanks for everyone's support!