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Two nights later, in the dead of night.
Knock knock knock.
Su Ze and Zhou Wanwan were sound asleep when the knocking at the door jolted them awake.
“Who is it?!”
Startled awake, Su Ze was instantly alert.
Still drowsy and nervous, he cautiously shouted toward the door.
Zhou Wanwan, anxious, clung tightly to him, her eyes fixed tensely on the direction of the door.
“It’s your dad. Get up, someone’s brought us supplies.”
Outside, Su Huaiyuan stood by the door to his son’s room, looking exasperated.
If it weren’t for securing a source of food for the household—and the fact that he’d already mentioned someone would deliver supplies—he wouldn’t have bothered to put on this midnight performance.
What?!
Someone brought them supplies?!
Relieved to hear that the visitor was Su Huaiyuan, Su Ze and Zhou Wanwan relaxed a bit.
But the idea that someone would be delivering them supplies left the young couple shocked.
“Hurry up, stop dawdling.”
Su Huaiyuan, hearing no movement inside, grew annoyed and urged them to move faster.
Ever since they came to this place, Su Huaiyuan’s way of speaking had become more down-to-earth, far less refined than before.
“Dad, we’re coming right away.”
Snapping back to reality, Su Ze and Zhou Wanwan quickly got out of bed and began getting dressed.
Sure enough, as they opened the door, bathed in moonlight, they saw Qiao Jiuru walking briskly toward them, carrying supplies in both hands.
“Go get the rest of the food—there are several more bags over there.”
In Qiao Jiuru’s hands were two small clay stoves, along with two large bags of sanitary pads, belts, and toilet paper.
As for the food, that was for their son and daughter-in-law to fetch—it was specially prepared to ease their worries.
“Okay, okay, we’re going right now.”
“Mom, you rest. We’ll do it.”
Hearing there was so much food, Su Ze and Zhou Wanwan were instantly energized and excitedly volunteered.
Naturally, Su Huaiyuan led the way.
After walking about two to three hundred meters, they saw several sacks of grain laid out on the ground.
Two bags of rice and two bags of flour—all refined grains, totaling around 300 pounds.
With this amount of grain, supplemented by coarse grains, they could easily last more than three months.
With food in hand, there was no fear in the heart.
Seeing all the refined grain, Su Ze and Zhou Wanwan were both stunned and overjoyed.
They had been worried about running out of food, but now, that fear was gone.
After months of hard labor, they had gained some strength—each of them hoisted a bag with relative ease.
“Your mom says, put two bags in your place and two bags in ours.”
Su Huaiyuan, annoyed by their slowness and eager to get back to bed, picked up another bag of grain and instructed them as they walked.
Everyone knew the saying: “Don’t put all your eggs in one basket.” So the couple had no objections.
Su Ze made another trip for the last bag of grain, and everything was finally brought back.
“Three months from now, the delivery person said they’ll bring another batch of food.”
Qiao Jiuru took the opportunity to inform the couple, then handed a large package to Zhou Wanwan.
“These are for you.”
It was filled with sanitary pads, belts, and toilet paper—things she had exchanged for overseas coupons on the black market and purchased from the overseas store, then stored in her space until now.
Zhou Wanwan hadn’t expected to receive such a large and thoughtful gift.
Though curious, she gratefully accepted it.
“Alright, nothing else for now. Go back to sleep—we still have work tomorrow.”
Now that everything was explained, Su Huaiyuan shooed them off to rest.
Thankfully, this delivery was only once every three months—he’d be exhausted if it happened more often.
Su Ze and Zhou Wanwan obediently returned to their room.
Once the door was closed, Zhou Wanwan eagerly opened the package in her arms.
And then…
“…I’ll go put these in the box.”
Even in the dark, her face turned red.
She hadn’t expected the package to be filled with personal hygiene items—and her husband had seen it all.
So embarrassing.
“Don’t store all the toilet paper. Leave some out for use.”
Su Ze blushed as well.
He hadn’t expected these kinds of supplies either, but he calmly gave instructions.
Zhou Wanwan nodded. She stored her personal items in a locked box and left a third of the toilet paper out on top.
Lying down together, the couple still couldn’t fall asleep.
They kept thinking about the bags of grain and marveling at their parents’ resourcefulness.
Excited, they didn’t fall asleep until much later—and nearly overslept the next morning.
Still, their spirits were high.
From then on, their household meals alternated between eggs and cured meat.
Su Ze and Zhou Wanwan never questioned it—they assumed it was all delivered that night along with the grain.
Living comfortably and eating well, the hard labor in the fields felt much more bearable.
Su Ze and Zhou Wanwan actually enjoyed working.
With a life of working at sunrise and resting at sunset, with no other worries, no one really had any complaints.
Time passed quickly, and soon May arrived—the season for planting. The grain seeds had long been prepared, with corn and soybeans to be sown first.
Each person was given a small bag per acre. One person dug holes, another placed the seeds, and a third covered them with soil.
Qiao Jiuru teamed up with Zhou Meihua and Cai Qingwen.
Cai dug the holes, Zhou placed the corn seeds, and Qiao covered them up.
Su Huaiyuan teamed up with Su Ze and Zhou Wanwan. Father and son handled digging and covering, while Zhou Wanwan placed the seeds.
Compared to digging the land, this job was easier and more productive.
Qiao Jiuru and Su Huaiyuan secretly kept aside about twenty corn seeds each and planted them in their space.
To their surprise, the next night when they entered the space again, the corn had already grown to half a meter tall.
If nothing went wrong, those twenty-plus corn stalks would be ready for harvest in about ten days—enough seeds to replant a whole field.
Five days later, the corn planting was done, and it was time to plant soybeans.
Again, Qiao Jiuru and Su Huaiyuan kept back about twenty soybean seeds to plant in the space.
Ten days later, the corn in the space was ready for harvest. But the couple worried—how could they dry the fresh corn into usable seed?
Amazingly, after just one day in the space, the freshly harvested corn had turned into dried corn cobs—ready for use. They didn’t have to worry at all.
Relieved and delighted, the couple silently thanked the space and immediately replanted all the corn again.
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