More than twenty eggs, a bag of brown sugar, two pounds of millet, five pounds of rice, and five pounds of flour, along with thirty pounds of sweet potatoes.

It was unexpected, surprising, and moving.

When Old Feng saw what Bai Jianshan had brought, he couldn’t help but wipe away a tear.

These were rare good things and fine food, and he never expected Bai Jianshan to bring so much at once.

“Grandpa, this is enough for you to eat for a whole month.”

Feng Zilu was so happy to see all this good food, and quickly made arrangements.

He made sure that Grandpa would eat well, to build up his health so that his stomach would never hurt again.

“Not just Grandpa, Xiaolu also needs to eat. Both of us, grandfather and grandson, need to take care of our health.”

How could the old man eat alone?! His grandson was so young, he too needed to nourish his body to grow strong.

“Grandpa, I don’t need to eat.”

Feng Zilu shook his head in understanding, refusing. As long as he had enough to eat, it was fine; he just wanted Grandpa to be well.

“You must eat too. Once you finish, Grandpa will secretly go buy more.”

The old man widened his big, cow-like eyes, looking at his grandson disapprovingly. If it weren’t for his bad stomach, these good things should have been saved for his grandson, but now, both of them would have to share.

“Grandpa, don’t we have no money?”

Feng Zilu whispered. The family had no money left, which is why they couldn’t afford good food.

The old man looked at his grandson with a kindly expression.

He had been mistaken before. For the sake of a sentiment, he had been unwilling to sell things, but what was a dead thing compared to a living person?

If his wife found out, she would scold him to death. Now, he had come to terms with it.

“Don’t worry, Grandpa will make sure you always have eggs to eat, drink brown sugar water, and eat fine food.”

The old man certainly didn’t want to tell his grandson that he didn’t have much money left, only one thing he was planning to sell for cash.

“Then Grandpa will eat too, let’s eat together.”

Feng Zilu lifted his small head and looked at his grandfather, insisting on sharing the food.

“Okay, we’ll eat together.”

When the millet porridge was ready, the old man insisted that his grandson eat with him. He had one bowl, while Feng Zilu had half a bowl.

…

At this moment, in the Su family’s space:

Qiao Jiuru and Su Huaiyuan were busy in the space. Ever since they got the seeds, they had opened up seven acres of land.

Now, there was one acre of rice, one acre of wheat, two acres of corn, one acre of soybeans, and the rest was for vegetables and sweet potatoes.

The crops grown in the space were of excellent quality, with yields exceptionally high, a third more than what was grown outside, not to mention the superior taste.

“These next few days, you can send some rice, flour, and eggs over to them. Our crops are more nutritious than the ones outside. It’ll help their health recover faster.”

Qiao Jiuru and Su Huaiyuan discussed while working.

The old man’s grandson seemed to be about seven or eight years old, following him to work in the fields.

The old man’s stomach issue was likely caused by giving all the food to the child.

He ate too little and didn’t get enough nutrition, which had worsened his condition.

“I told Old Cai just now. I told him to help Old Feng with some food from home first, and if that’s not enough, we can trade for some money to buy more.”

Su Huaiyuan nodded in agreement.

He felt heartbroken seeing the child’s helpless and lost look earlier. He also felt quite upset.

Now, he truly understood the suffering his wife had told him about from her past life. If his own grandchildren and children were in worse condition than Old Feng’s grandson, he couldn’t bear it.

Life was too hard.

He could endure any hardship, as long as his wife, grandson, and children were all well.

“From now on, we should send food once a month. Mainly sweet potatoes and potatoes. We can grow plenty of these, and there’s no way we can eat it all. It’s best to give some away.”

Qiao Jiuru thought the sweet potatoes and potatoes should be grown more.

Whether they ate them themselves or gave them to others, they were a good option.

The soil in the space seemed special, as the sweet potatoes and potatoes not only tasted good but also didn’t cause discomfort and seemed quite nutritious.

And if Cai Qingwen and his family didn’t have much money, she could sell them a bit, half for money and half as a gift.

“Then let’s grow more. We can also store them outside. If Xiao Se and Xiao Wan see that we have so much food, they won’t worry about going hungry.”

Storing the sweet potatoes and potatoes outside wouldn’t raise suspicion. These were common items, and even if people thought they weren’t valuable, they were still useful.

Qiao Jiuru nodded in agreement. She could even carry some with her. When hungry, she could take them out without attracting attention or envy.

..

The next morning, after the old man got up, he grabbed a handful of millet and boiled it with rice for porridge.

He cleaned two eggs before adding them to the pot. Then, he placed a sweet potato in the stove.

“Grandpa, are we eating all of this today?!”

Feng Zilu was woken up by his grandfather for breakfast.

Seeing the millet porridge, eggs, and sweet potatoes, he was extremely happy.

“We’ll eat porridge and eggs for breakfast. You can eat two sweet potatoes. Take them to the field when you’re hungry.”

The old man had already planned everything.

He would eat one more bowl of porridge, and let his grandson eat all the sweet potatoes.

“Okay, Grandpa. If you’re hungry later, eat some biscuits. Grandma Qiao said you need to eat less but more frequently.”

Feng Zilu took small bites of the eggs while reminding his grandfather.

The biscuits at home were given by Grandma Zhou and Uncle Mai from next door.

“Okay, Grandpa will eat well and take the medicine.”

“Right, Grandpa, you also need to rest more.”

“Grandpa will listen to you.”

“Good Grandpa.”

Grandfather and grandson chatted as they ate.

The atmosphere was much lighter than usual, and their mood felt different.

After Old Feng had come to terms with things, he followed Qiao Jiuru’s advice, taking his medicine on time and eating properly.

After resting a bit in the morning, he went to dig wild vegetables and then cooked for his grandson.

In the afternoon, after resting, he collected firewood, making sure not to overwork himself.