Transmigration: Getting Rich with My Space and Supplies-Chapter 176 - 167: My Sister Yan’s Mentality Collapsed

After some effort, Mr. Qin did not manage to get Qin Ye to agree.

So, the attempt ended in failure.

After lunch, he and Luo Cheng were ready to leave.

"Wait a minute, here’s the money for you," Qin Ye took out US$200, the amount his inexpensive cousin had spent here.

It was his grandparents and parents’ expense, so he should be the one to cover it.

Fortunately, when he mentioned it to his wife, she didn’t argue and just handed him the money.

Mr. Qin: ...

His gaze fell upon the stack of money handed to him, which looked very familiar—it was clearly the money he had used to buy wild ginseng yesterday.

Later he thought of giving his cousin US$100 more, but she didn’t accept it, so he had to let the matter drop.

"You don’t need to give me this money, it’s me..." willing to give it.

But before he could finish his sentence, Qin Ye directly stuffed the money into his hand.

Mr. Qin looked down at the money in his hand, somewhat speechless.

He could afford the US$200, but what about this household? Suddenly taking out US$200... he estimated that his cousin would have to work in the village for a good half a year to earn that.

He couldn’t possibly accept it.

"Just keep it. If I bring this money back, not only will the old man get angry, but my own old man would break my legs. To avoid being lynched by my family, just forget about the money and keep it."

"Consider it a greeting gift!"

He thought about Qin Ye’s stubbornness; he definitely wouldn’t accept it. To prevent the money from being tossed back and forth, he directly ran into the yard and placed the money on the table in the main hall.

Then he returned to the doorway.

Rong Yan thought for a moment, "Wait a minute..."

She wasn’t going to simply take someone else’s money.

Mr. Qin thought she was going back to retrieve the money and immediately said, "Cousin, you really don’t need to bother, this money..."

Rong Yan didn’t mince words with him. "I’m not getting the money; I’m giving you something else."

She then turned around and went back into the house. Shortly after, she returned with two small, exquisitely crafted glass bottles in her hand, "Here, these are nourishing pills, I made them myself. The old man can take them, they’re good for the health—one pill a day for each of you, enough for about three months."

Out of his generation, only his eldest and second brother were left, since he had heard that the third and the aunt had already passed away.

So, one bottle for each person. In fact, these were the only two bottles of nourishing pills she had made, originally intended for her parents.

Mr. Qin: ...

The sound of "I made them myself" left him feeling rather anxious.

Fake products with no guarantee! Could they even be consumed?

If only she had said they were bought from the state-owned supply store, he wouldn’t have been so panicked.

He took them with a hand stretched out... calming himself by thinking; at least he hadn’t given the money back.

"You’re very kind. I’ll take them and thank you on behalf of the old man and my grandpa... I hope you can come to Jing City soon."

Qin Ye did not continue the conversation.

Seeing Mr. Qin’s silent demeanor, Mr. Qin decided to take his leave first.

"Uncle, auntie, cousin, we’re leaving now... there’s no need to see us off."

Rong Yan: ...

She did not see them off.

But Madam Rong waved enthusiastically, "Come again when you have the chance."

At last, he heard someone asking them to return. Mr. Qin was especially happy, his smile grew brighter, "I will, I can’t wait to have more of auntie’s braised pork!"

His words were sincere; his mother-in-law’s braised pork was excellent, her culinary skills comparable to those of a state-run restaurant’s head chef.

Madam Rong’s smile grew more genuine upon hearing such praise for her cooking.

"I’ll make it for you next time."

"Sounds good! Well then, auntie, we’re off." He patted Luo Cheng on the shoulder, "Luo Cheng, let’s go."

Luo Cheng got the tractor going and then drove off...

Qin Ye didn’t care about their departure.

Over the years... he had become rather indifferent toward the so-called familial affection, especially toward those he had never met.

Madam Rong watched the disappearing tractor in the distance. "That young man sure knows how to talk."

Qin Yu agreed wholeheartedly in his mind; their own family wasn’t very talkative, but that cousin... he just wouldn’t stop chattering.

It’s a relief he left, otherwise, he was worried they might take him away with them.

"I think it won’t take long before he comes back," said Rong Wenming.

Rong Yan shared this view, "Once he returns and tells the Qin Family, they’re likely to come here again... we’ll see what happens then!"

They decided not to go this time, to give them a chance to adjust.

It wasn’t good to rush back with them to recognize kin.

Better to wait until they were mentally prepared for another visit.

That was probably what Qin Ye had in mind.

"Alright, we’ll talk about this when they come next time. You’ve been standing out here for quite some time; better go back inside."

Rong Wenming nodded at his partner’s suggestion.

At that moment, Qin Yu, quite astutely, said, "Uncle, let me help you inside."

Rong Wenming was about to say it wasn’t necessary, but then changed his mind, "Alright, let’s play a few games of chess later."

There weren’t many chores at home at the moment, and playing chess with the kids not only cultivated their sentiments but could also be beneficial for their mental development.

He truly loved these kids as if they were his own, but he wouldn’t have had the patience for anyone else.

Qin Yu: ...

Could he take back what he just said?

However, reluctant as he might have been, he obediently helped the person inside, and then began his torturous few hours... what a sin!

Madam Rong could tell from Qin Yu’s expression that he was unwilling to play chess with her old man.

But the boy was always busy working whenever he had free time, too hardworking, really. It would be good for him to take a break.

"There’s still some Chinese cabbage at home, I’ll make some pickled vegetables this afternoon."

The cabbage was distributed as food rations by the team before the New Year’s festival, and there were still about ten heads left, too many to eat.

Qin Ye immediately said, "Then that’s very considerate of you, Mother."

He was very content with his current life.

With his father-in-law and mother-in-law around, the home was filled with the warmth of domestic life, not at all the cold and desolate place it used to be, let alone something like making pickled vegetables.

Usually, you just needed to put it in a cellar and that was that.

Madam Rong gestured with her hand, "It’s nothing difficult, no need for such formalities among family. Go on, do whatever you need to do."

After saying that, she then turned around and went into the yard.

Suddenly, there were only the couple left at the doorway.

Qin Ye looked at his wife.

"Wife, I’m going to work this afternoon, you stay at home, don’t come with me. From now on, you don’t have to work in the fields anymore." ƒrēewebnoѵёl.cσm

Before, they had no choice but now that his wife had moved to his home, he alone could take on the work assigned by the team.

Rong Yan was quite pleased with his words.

Honestly, she was okay with doing other things, but working in the fields... she really couldn’t handle that.

She was even thinking of finding a job to work for half a year first; it wouldn’t do to idle at home all that time.

After the college entrance examination, she would go straight back to Jing City to attend university.

"Then take it easy with the work."

Qin Ye, hearing his wife’s concern, was extremely touched.

Sure enough, having a wife was different; he even had someone to worry and care about him.

"Wife, don’t worry, I’m strong, I can handle a bit more work. I’m off now."

Now that he had a family to provide for, even his steps were lighter when going to work, as he was willing.

Once Rong Yan saw him off, she turned back to go into the yard.

She saw her mother preparing to wash a head of Chinese cabbage by the well.

Asking a question, she said, "Mom, do you need my help?"

Madam Rong knew her daughter wasn’t cut out for chores and immediately waved her off, "No need, I’m faster without you."

Rong Yan: ...

Was that her way of saying she was more of a hindrance?

"Right, those two bottles of nourishing pills you just gave to Qin, your cousin, there’s no problem with them, right?" Madam Rong was a little worried.

After all, giving them to the elderly... if they caused any health issues, that would be a serious problem.

Rong Yan assured her, "Of course there’s no problem, that medicine is precious, and I’ve added wild ginseng and several other valuable herbs. That was originally for you and dad, now we’ve given it to them first, I’ll make another couple of bottles for you later."

When Madam Rong heard that it really wasn’t a problem, she was relieved.

"If the items are that precious, then you don’t need to give them to me. You’ve been giving me acupuncture and prescribed herbs lately, and I’m as healthy as an ox."

Rong Yan didn’t say anything; after all, her decisions were final, even if her mother objected.

"Mom, I’m going to take a walk up the mountain, I’ll be back soon."

Upon hearing about the mountain trip, Madam Rong was worried, "What for? It can be dangerous up there."

"It’s fine, I’m just going to look for some medicinal herbs. I saw some last time, and if I don’t go pick them soon, someone else might take them."

Madam Rong immediately said, "Then I’ll come with you."

"No need, I can go by myself." Rong Yan returned to her own room for a moment.

Then she came out equipped with a bamboo basket and a hatchet and headed straight out.

Qin Yu, after finishing his chess game, realized that his sister-in-law had gone up the mountain. He regretted it immensely... How great would it have been if he could have gone with her?

Unfortunately, he was unaware.

While Rong Yan was up on the mountain, she was actually looking for other medicinal herbs, like Lingzhi mushrooms.

She couldn’t find them during her last trip to Jing City, and there was no point in mentioning the local town – they certainly wouldn’t have them.

The black soil made things grow fast. If she didn’t plant something, it was a waste. Right now, her most plentiful crop was ginseng.

However, she planned to go to the town tomorrow to see if she could find some fruit seedlings to plant.

She truly forgot about this the last time she was in Jing City.

Just when she was thinking about it, a ’ding’ sounded in her mind, followed by a cold mechanical voice: "Your one-month new customer bonus period has expired; the supermarket is closing."

Rong Yan was stupefied: ...?

What’s going on? Wasn’t the supermarket given to her by her father? Why would it close?

Luckily, she hadn’t used it today, so she immediately teleported into her space.

She discovered... damn it, the space was still there, but the supermarket was dark, and even her villa couldn’t be used.

Her face went pale.

Whatever happened to the promised golden finger? Just one month?

At that moment, she was filled with regret! There was no warning from the space; if she had known she only had a month to take things, she definitely would have cleared out the supermarket first.

Is there any pill for regret? She could use one right now...