The scenery here is beautiful, with mountains and rivers, and there's no worry about food and clothing. Why would anyone want to go out and suffer? Especially after hearing about Zhao Hui's rise to prominence, the Two Grandmas felt even more motivated in their lives.
They even began to divide their tasks: one would raise poultry while the other planted crops. Having come from difficult times, the joy of a bountiful harvest was irreplaceable for them. Moreover, seeing the fruits so large made it impossible not to feel delighted. They wanted to sow seeds themselves and experience that happiness firsthand.
"Hey, we’re definitely not going out!" Yu Suihuan declared with righteous indignation, her expression serious as she stared at everyone. "No one is going out; whoever wants to can go, but I want to stay here!"
Little Old Lady had made up her mind; she wanted to plant potatoes, pumpkins, and sweet potatoes—each one big enough to feed a family for a day.
"I'm not going out either," Old Sister chimed in. "I want to keep Little Old Lady company here. I also want to grow vegetables. Since Zhao Hui has risen, we can’t just shout slogans; we need to grow things to help those in need!"
When Grandma said this, she felt a bit guilty and didn’t dare meet Yu Suihuan’s gaze.
"I’m not going out either," Yang Qinghe added. "It’s inconvenient for me to go out, especially since the two Little Grandchildren also like staying in this space to play. Plus, I plan to grow fruits too, just to contribute a little for Zhao Hui!"
Yang Mother was worried that Yu Suihuan wouldn’t agree, so she brought up the two Little Grandchildren as well.
Seeing that Yu Suihuan still wore a serious expression, everyone fell silent; the atmosphere became quiet.
If so many people suddenly disappeared, wouldn’t others think something supernatural had happened?
Yu Suihuan pouted; she didn’t want to go out either but wanted to tease a few people.
"We have such a wonderful place here; who cares what happens outside?"
"Exactly, Xiao Huan! It’s so nice here; why would we want to suffer outside?"
"If you ask me, we should bring your parents in too. It would be great for us all to live together!"
"Yes, yes! The more people there are, the livelier it gets! It gives us more energy when we work together!"
Yu Suihuan was definitely going to bring her parents in; she just didn’t understand why they hadn’t arrived in Jing City yesterday as planned.
"Let’s all stay here and live well together in the future, building our home and supporting Zhao Hui!"
As evening approached, Yu Suihuan sensed some movement outside the space—it must be her parents arriving.
Since they were all on the same side, Yu Suihuan decided to drop the pretense and directly brought her parents into the space.
Her parents were initially shocked by the unfamiliar surroundings, but Yu Suihuan's explanations gradually helped them accept the reality. Soon, everyone was gathered together, and it wasn't long before they adapted to their new environment.
With everyone basically reunited, a grand feast was inevitable that evening. In this fantastical land, as night fell, the stars sprinkled their light across the earth. Yu Suihuan and her family and friends sat around a massive dining table, which was laden with an array of sumptuous dishes.
These dishes were not only visually appealing but also delicious, meticulously prepared by a top chef that Bai Jieying had hired at a high price. To solve the dining issue, Bai Jieying had purchased a villa in the future and employed several excellent chefs. Additionally, she hired a few servants and Shapers to manage the villa's environment.
This group of people only knew that the villa's owners were two young and beautiful girls. They were completely unaware of any other information, and these two owners rarely made appearances. To them, the villa's owners were very mysterious figures, yet they were more than willing to stay because their work was genuinely easygoing.
Just imagine a job that pays well, is relaxed, and where the boss never bothers you—who wouldn't want to do that?
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