The Lucky Farmgirl
Chapter 954 - 933: In Good Spirits

Chapter 954: Chapter 933: In Good Spirits

Lijun led Manbao to the front courtyard, where Manbao searched through several broken pots and wooden basins, and finally chose a wooden basin.

Lijun rolled up her sleeves and said, "Cousin, let me help you."

"No need," Manbao waved her hand, "I’ve got it, you go have fun."

Lijun gave her a glance, confirmed that she truly did not want help, and turned around to go back to her needlework.

Manbao carried the flowerpot to the small garden in the back, took out her small hoe, and dug quite a bit of soil to transfer into the wooden basin. Just then, Daji, who was passing through the small garden, looked on silently for a moment without words.

The rented house they lived in was not large, just two courtyards deep, with a particularly small garden at the back. This was actually for the scholars to cultivate their tastes. The garden had only two large trees and a small flower bed. If Manbao dug out a pot of soil, it would leave a significant hole in the middle. Wouldn’t they have to buy or dig soil to fill it in from outside?

Daji shook his head, again silent for a long moment.

After Manbao filled the pot with soil, she moved it next to the pot of daffodils.

The pot of daffodils was growing quite well. Manbao carefully counted—there were twelve bulbs.

Having harvested plants for many years, Manbao had mastered the essence of transplantation. With efficient movements, she dug the soil and carefully separated several bulbs from the roots along with the daffodils.

Manbao looked around and, seeing no one was watching, confirmed with Keke that no one was spying. Then, she picked out a healthy-looking daffodil and had Keke record it.

Keke suggested, "Daffodils have high ornamental value. The host can collect more and sell them on the forum."

Manbao nodded and selected two decent plants to put into the system space, instructing Keke to list them on the forum.

Then, she planted the rest in the wooden basin, watered them, and set them under the tree.

She admired her work and nodded, saying, "Not bad. I want to see if they are as pretty as the ones in the pictures when they bloom."

After finishing her task, Manbao wasn’t in a hurry to go back to the second courtyard. She sat cross-legged under the tree and chatted in her mind with Keke.

"How can you just disappear like that? You scared me to death these past few days."

Keke replied, "I didn’t leave. I was just running a virus scan and self-examination, which means I can’t communicate with the outside world during that period."

Curious, Manbao asked, "Did you really get a virus?"

After a brief silence, Keke said, "No."

Manbao breathed a sigh of relief, but still felt something was off, and asked, "Will the main system punish you?"

"... It already has," Keke pulled up his now negative credit score to show Manbao, saying, "I was fined. Luckily, the updates that have already been uploaded couldn’t be revoked, so my level hasn’t dropped. But I need to repay the owed credits or else..."

Or else when Manbao gets old or dies, it would be in a terrible situation.

Manbao immediately asked, "Can I give you some credits?"

"That’s not allowed." Keke answered, "It would violate the regulations. Please, just try to collect more items yourself."

Manbao counted Keke’s negative credits, "Tens, hundreds, thousands, ten thousand, ah, 236,800? How much were you fined?"

Keke replied, "Not much, just 250,000."

After all, it had almost led to a leakage of future world endangering issues with the host, especially since it seemed to have developed its own code...

Manbao did a quick mental calculation of the points she needed to earn. She stopped empathizing with Keke and instead sympathized with herself. "How much do I need to gather?"

Keke said, "You can also buy items, like horses, mules, donkeys, and such."

Manbao began to think.

She needed to figure out how to earn money, as all those things would cost quite a bit.

Manbao went back to her room to count her money.

She dragged out Sixth Brother’s money chest from under the bed and collected it into her system space. Then, she dragged out her own bamboo chest, opened it, and counted the shimmering silver inside. She counted for a while, felt that it was too much of a hassle, and simply closed it and put it back into her system space. How could she forget, she kept records, she could just flip through them later.

Next, she moved to another container made of bamboo, opened it, and found it full of gold bars.

All of this was given by the Ji Family, and Manbao had always been reluctant to exchange the gold for silver.

Keke only realized something was amiss when Manbao started pulling these items out and storing them back in the system space. "When did the host move these things out?"

"Just after you lost contact," Manbao sighed. "I figured, since you had disappeared, what if one day this system space also disappears?"

Keke: ...

So, the system wasn’t even confirmed to be destroyed, yet the host already started moving things out of the house?

Manbao arranged the chest of silver and the box of gold neatly in the system space, then went to the cupboard, the bed, beneath the clothes, and various corners, retrieving books and organizing them back into the system space.

Keke silently watched, speechless for a long while.

Manbao, sweating profusely, put everything back again, and then Bai Shan knocked on her window, asking from outside, "It’s such a hot day, what are you doing inside? Does the teacher still plan to go dine at Primus Pavilion?"

Wiping her sweat, Manbao happily ran outside. "Yes, have you all finished talking?"

"The teacher said all the poems we wrote were spot-on."

Keke came back, and with a satisfied heart, Manbao decisively waved her hand, "Let’s go, let’s head to Primus Pavilion now."

Bai Shan grabbed the collar of her clothing and pulled her back, "Why go to Primus Pavilion in the middle of the day? Aunt Rong has already prepared the meal, let’s go eat lunch first."

Manbao slapped her forehead, "I’ve been so muddle-headed these days."

"I think you’re muddle-headed with happiness?"

Manbao laughed cheekily at him.

Bai Shan looked around uneasily and asked quietly, "Is Uncle Zhou here?"

Manbao honestly shook her head, "No."

He was never there.

Bai Shan looked at her skeptically.

Blushing slightly and feeling guilty, Manbao still nodded sincerely, "Really, he isn’t here, you’re overthinking it."

After staring at her for a long while and finally being reassured, Bai Shan asked quietly again, "So when does Uncle Zhou usually appear?"

Manbao fell silent. Her real father had never appeared, but if it were Keke...

Clearing her throat, Manbao said, "When I call it?"

Bai Shan completely relaxed, took her hand, and led her toward the main hall, smiling, "Come on, the teachers are all waiting anxiously."

Zhou Wulang, carrying a large bowl of rice back to the main hall, saw the two holding hands and frowned slightly. Although she was grown up, she was not a seven or eight-year-old child who could always hold hands.

Smelling the aroma of the food, Manbao felt even happier and sat back down, saying, "I really want to eat, I feel like it’s been so long since I’ve had plain white rice."

Bai Erlang then opened his eyes and looked at her, "So, what did you eat last night?"

Mr. Zhuang glanced at him and then nodded to Manbao with a smile, asking, "Feeling better?"

Embarrassed, Manbao laughed, "I’ve worried the teacher."

Mr. Zhuang just shook his head gently, not minding. It was normal for teenagers to suddenly feel unhappy.

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