CH 22

As for the bed, it could also be made in the form of a tatami mat, with storage below.

There was no room for walking. The sliding door opened directly to the bed.

He looked up again at the lights on the roof.

The light on the balcony was very dim. He could just replace the light bulbs. Later, he could make a hidden light strip above the desk and on the shelf at the head of the bed, which could ensure the brightness while his daughter would be studying.

He measured the various sizes well and knew what he was doing. Because he was very busy on the weekends, he was not in a hurry to do it right away. He wanted to do it well and give her a surprise.

When thinking of the word surprise, he felt guilty.

Was such a small balcony of less than four square meters really a surprise? Speaking of it, he really wanted to do it, he should do it for her. Even if there were not enough rooms in the house, he had welcomed her back. He bought her a folding bed that was placed in the eldest daughter’s room. She lived like that for four years.

She was sixteen in a blink of an eye.

Su Xingchen didn’t know what Father Su was doing. After coming to Teacher Zhao’s house, she had been thinking about ways to make money.

She spent thirty years in the Xianxian world. Her skills were all focused on alchemy and refining medicine, making skin care products and taking the time to practice. She was not proficient in common things. It could be said that she didn’t go out to work in both the past two lives.

In the first world, she was just a stupid Shā mǎ tè, and in the second world, she only took time to learn alchemy.

However, no matter whether it was refining medicine or alchemy, raw materials and furnace were required. She had none of them and these medicinal materials were bound to be expensive in this world. Even if she had all of them, who would she sell to after refining? Who wanted it? Wouldn’t they think she was crazy?

Even if skin care products were made, how many people would buy products made by a high school student who was a Shā mǎ tè? Even if they saw the effect, many people would think that hormones played its role.

Su Xingchen had a headache.

The qi of this world was very scarce. She practiced for ten days and only managed to breathe a little into her body.

At about four o’clock in the afternoon, after coming out of Teacher Zhao’s house, she stood on the street. The old lady’s verbal abuse sounded in her head, ‘The dog’s nose smelled the food and came back to eat,’ and suddenly she didn’t want to go back.

She just wanted to find a quiet place to practice.

It was a pity that she didn’t have any money on her body. Whether it was for cultivation resources or other things, she needed financial support.

The question was how to make money?

She studied wood-based exercises in her previous life and it was the same in this life. Wood-based exercises had unique advantages in alchemy, medicine extraction, plant medicinal properties, and plant affinity.

However, wood-based exercises were not omnipotent. They could not promote plant growth. At most, they could give the greatest help to the stability and medicinal properties of plant growth.

For example, the ginseng grown by her must be the most effective ginseng.

But couldn’t she go to the village to farm?

Let’s not talk about having no land to plant. Even if her grandmother’s family had land, if they came to know she didn’t study and was thinking about returning to the village to farm at a young age they would be disappointed.

Thinking of her grandfather and grandmother, as well as her aunt and uncle, Su Xingchen’s face unconsciously burst out with a smile. She actually had the same impulse as when she was nine years old to go back to the village carrying her school bag.

But this was impossible.

What was the use if she fled for a while? Her hukou was here, she didn’t even have an ID card. Even if she wanted to be independent, she must first get her ID card and then her hukou.

She couldn’t go, but she could always call.

High school students were forbidden to bring a smart phone and Father Su gave her an old phone.

Su Xingchen dialed the number, and at the moment when she heard the voice over the phone, her eyes were sore and she shouted, “Grandma.”

This was her grandmother. She called her grandma for nearly ten years since she was a child.

It was said that when she first learned to speak, she watched her first cousin and her second cousin calling grandmother.

When Grandma He heard Su Xingchen’s voice, she also got soft-hearted, gratified and cautious, “Hey, Chenchen.”

Since Chen Chen was sent to the city, the child blamed them for not wanting her and didn’t call them for a long time.

Her grandfather missed her and they went to see her at her in-law’s house, but she saw the old lady calling her like a call-girl, and told her to take her home when she was angry.

This was certainly not possible. Her hukou had been transferred and her school status had also been transferred to the city. She only said that they were so old. What should she do if she returned to the village? Was it possible for her to stay with them for a lifetime in the village?

It was all her family and her biological parents. They really wanted her parents to treat her well and let her integrate into that family instead of bringing her back.

They thought this was the best.

But for a long time, as long as her daughter called her, she would talk about how naughty and disobedient her granddaughter was. Every time she heard that, her heart would pick up, fearing that they would treat her badly.