I Got Rich in Period Fiction
Chapter 489: Daytime Thoughts and Nighttime Dreams?

Chapter 489: Chapter 489: Daytime Thoughts and Nighttime Dreams?

Hearing Qiao Qingyu’s question, He Xiuyu knew she was interested in going.

"Today, Professor Feng told me he has applied to set up a team, with him as the mentor, recruiting three graduate students and affiliating them with the Northwest Agricultural College, if it’s feasible. Xichuan Agricultural College should aim to rise up."

"What does ’aim to rise up’ mean?"

"Increase their enrollment scope, the agricultural college might be upgraded to a university."

Oh, if that were the case, it would indeed be a step up.

"Professor Feng has reserved a spot for you; he hopes you will continue your studies."

Even if it’s in agriculture, becoming an agricultural doctorate truly gives one a different level of authority.

Didn’t Qiao Qingyu yearn to study at an agricultural school for the same reason?

Qiao Qingyu calculated the timeline and promptly agreed, "Then I’ll go to Professor Feng tomorrow. I really want to be one of the first graduate students he mentors."

He Xiuyu lay beside Qiao Qingyu, holding her small hand with his large one, watching his wife struggle with pregnancy. She used to be so agile, but now she had to walk slowly, turn over in bed with caution, and he always felt a sense of alarm seeing her enlarged belly.

But he couldn’t show these emotions, as both were first-time parents.

"It’s cold and icy outside, and there will be heavy snow tomorrow, so there’s no need to go. I’ll pass by the lab and let him know."

"That works too," Qiao Qingyu didn’t insist.

She was already four months along now, and perhaps due to her strong physical constitution or the nourishing air from the Space Device, she didn’t have any significant reactions. Her complexion was rosier than before, fair with a healthy blush, and He Xiuyu felt somewhat relieved.

However, He Xiuyu gently said, "Regardless of the policy, let’s just have this one child."

The room was warm and cozy, and Qiao Qingyu, already prone to sleepiness, began to feel her eyelids grow heavy. Snuggled in He Xiuyu’s arms, she fell into a deep sleep.

He Xiuyu carefully shifted his position, pondering the need to discuss with Old Xie about introducing a herd of dairy cows and goats.

The produced milk could be provided to the people at the base for a fee, and their own child could have milk to drink.

By this autumn, the Six Family Buildings would be fully constructed. By around November, they could move in. It was foreseeable that in a few years, one kindergarten at the research base would not be enough.

Moreover, the higher-ups also have plans to split Tenghai Research Base from the other two bases.

He Xiuyu would later be in charge of heavy machinery.

He wouldn’t be responsible for the other Space Base, but he could participate as a technical staff member.

The agricultural sector had already been agreed upon with Qiao Qingyu, with the Agricultural Base merging with the Greening Committee and the farms.

Old Xie was a diligent worker, and he could be at ease partnering with his own daughter-in-law.

Never underestimate the Agricultural Base; people need to eat to live. Only when they have enough food and drink can they go on to do what they want.

Then there was the pharmaceutical sector, which had been spun off into a separate entity.

With that in mind, He Xiuyu could fully concentrate on his research into heavy machinery—a field that, clearly, had an unstoppable and critical future.

Having turned these various thoughts over in his mind, He Xiuyu closed his eyes and drifted off into a deep sleep.

The wind outside howled fiercely, with the moon and stars long since hidden behind clouds. Although the weather report had predicted heavy snow tomorrow, by the look of the sky, it seemed as though the snow could start falling at any moment.

In the northwest corner of the base’s family quarters, Qian Guizhi awoke drenched in sweat from a nightmare, her eyes snapping open. After her mind went blank for a dozen seconds, she reached out with trembling hands for the light switch on the wall. As light flooded the room, her son furrowed his brows, looking somewhat restless, but after mumbling a few words, he turned over and continued to sleep.

At this moment, Qian Guizhi was sweating profusely. She had dreamed of a fox spirit smearing something on her son’s body, and the next day her son Zhao Yuan began to run a fever with a sore throat. They thought it was just a cold, and no one paid much attention. He seemed to get better after getting injections and medication at the base hospital, then went off to school.

That name had been hastily decided upon when he started school this past fall. Not only had Zhao Guoqiang stopped speaking to her, but he didn’t care about the child’s name either. It was she who had gone to Qiao Qingyu for help, and with her assistance, registered their son’s birth and named him Zhao Yuan, saying that the boy was smart and would go far in life.

But none of that had happened yet.

It was still only January.

The dream continued. Unexpectedly, a week later her son was gone. She watched helplessly as he suddenly began to have difficulty breathing and suffocated to death.

She had no time to grieve, as many students in the base school began to show the same symptoms as her son.

Then people from Beijing came, and they quarantined the school, the kindergarten, the hospital, and even the family quarters.

What was even more terrifying was that, despite the quarantine, one child after another still never woke up due to respiratory difficulties.

In the end, she couldn’t remember exactly what happened; it was all just terribly frightening. And she too lay in bed, unable to get up, before being swallowed by darkness and knowing nothing more.

But upon opening her eyes, she realized it was all a nightmare—a very terrifying nightmare that felt unsettlingly real. She couldn’t understand why she would see that woman, Zhang Yurou, smearing filth on her son. Yet, she saw clearly as that woman put on a mask and gloves, pouring something out of a test tube into her palm and then patting it onto the back of her son.

What exactly was she patting on him?

She didn’t know.

Qian Guizhi quickly pulled her son into a tight embrace; the dream was far too horrifying. It was a classic case of her daytime anxieties haunting her dreams at night.

She was currently working in logistics, and although it was only temporary work, she could make thirty-eight yuan a month.

This was the most money she had ever seen in her life.

Furthermore, although Zhao Guoqiang no longer spoke to her, the people in logistics did, and many of them were very kind to her, especially some of the older sisters who showed her sympathy and taught her a lot. Even if she couldn’t understand some of the things they said, she knew that if a woman wanted to have a good life, she had to stand on her own two feet; otherwise, no one would take her seriously. She understood this principle.

So, some elder sisters discreetly warned her to be careful of that woman Zhang Yurou.

She took it to heart; to be honest, she was afraid of Zhao Guoqiang, and she was afraid of Zhang Yurou too. That woman’s gaze was always so sinister.

But if she dared to hurt her son, Qian Guizhi would fight her to the death.

Luckily, it was just a dream.

As long as she was more careful in the future and didn’t interact with that woman, there would be no way for her to harm her and her son.

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