She Only Cares About Cultivation

The village chief was helpful, so she naturally wouldn’t say anything more. After expressing her gratitude, she hugged her daughter and sat under the eaves of the house.

The Nut came back from playing outside, followed by two male dogs. Who knows where they came from—she couldn’t remember anyone in the village owning a dog. People were struggling to survive, who would keep a dog? She kept one because she was a single woman and needed a guard. If she hadn’t felt sorry for it back then, it might not have had the chance!

After looking, she sneered.

"Good thing I had you neutered early. Otherwise, after we went out for that week, wouldn’t you have come back pregnant with a litter of pups for me?"

The Nut barked at her twice after hearing her tease, as if saying, ’You’re single yourself, and yet you’re dragging me into it too, that’s too much!’

An Yi glared at it.

"Hurry up and take those two admirers away with you; my place doesn’t welcome any male creatures. Otherwise, I’ll kick you out too!"

With a howl, the Nut ’grumbled’ and got up to walk to the door. At the moment it closed the front gate with an air of authority, An Yi surprisingly felt a bit cruel.

Life with a girl and a dog didn’t change much because of the sisters’ temporary departure; every day went on as usual.

In the warm spring days, when others were still busy with spring plowing, she only needed to carry the bamboo basket with An Ran and take a small shovel to the back mountains or anywhere with abundant water resources to dig for wild vegetables. The wild vegetables and grasses were plentiful; the edible ones were fed to the chickens, and the better quality ones were kept for their own meals. The first batch of wild vegetables was the tenderest and the most nutritious, although some might be a bit bitter. However, after blanching, they improved a lot, and most were herbal remedies.

For example, dandelion, shepherd’s purse, wild garlic, birch leaves, wild asparagus, etc. By mid to late May, these wild vegetables were in good shape and were continually sprouting. Since they tasted best only in spring, everyone treasured them. Before or after work, many people would take a stroll at the ends of the fields, and some even took advantage of the noon rest to gather them. After all, this season was the time between harvests, so even though she had time, she wouldn’t gather too many—just enough for two days’ worth of side dishes, leaving the rest for others to pick. After all, she was the best-off in the village.

The village chief was there watching, and the child was small with no one to care for her. School was starting next month, so even if she wasn’t working, no one dared speak out openly.

To the villagers, finding work for the sisters seemed foolish. If there was work, why not take it herself rather than give it to unrelated outsiders?

Staying home to do chores and take care of children seemed silly, right?

Even though she held the title of a public teacher, hadn’t she yet to start? As long as she hadn’t begun, it wasn’t for sure.

These gossiping words were like a wall of barriers to her, as someone who didn’t love going out. She couldn’t hear them and didn’t want to know, so she went for scheduled walks daily. When the baby slept, she placed her into space, doing whatever she wanted, whether it was catching fish in the river or picking up snails—no one managed because no one could see!

Although the garden was all planted, it still needed occasional reworking. Before sowing seeds, all the necessary manure had been composted beforehand. She used manure from space livestock and poultry, which was the best fertilizer, very healthy and non-toxic.

During this time, to make the soil more fertile, one had to bring farm manure from the town’s public latrines. Basically, the manure never flowed to outsiders’ fields...