The Shack on the West Side

Generous villagers would give away any broken furniture they had at home, such as rotten wooden basins or buckets, or chipped earthenware jars, to the beggars in the shacks.

The shacks on the west side of Xiushui Village, run by villagers and beggars, have become a unique feature of the village.

The elderly and children living here have become like a family without any blood ties.

Upon hearing Village Chief Du mention this matter, Du Changsheng shoved his machete on the ground, wiped the sweat from his brow, and replied:

"Don't worry, Dad, I remember."

The construction funds this time exceeded the plan by a lot. As the leader of the younger generation and the main force in the construction of the village, Du Changsheng had long discussed with everyone that he would also rebuild the shacks in the west so that it could become a relief station in Xiushui Town and provide a formal shelter for the helpless and widowed.

As he spoke, he seemed to remember something, slapped his forehead, and said to his father:

"By the way, Dad, that old man over at the shack asked if he could rent a few plots of land on the west side of our village to grow some melons and vegetables?"

Upon hearing this, Du Liushui paused for a moment, then asked:

"Is that the old man with the mole on his chin?"

"Yes, that's him." Du Changsheng nodded.

Du Liushui then said:

"Isn't this a good thing? Although they are physically weak, if they can grow some melons and vegetables, they can eat them themselves or sell them, and at least they will have a livelihood. This is why you came to ask me. From now on, you should handle these things yourself. If you don't do a good job, and the position of village chief is taken by some other capable young man, don't complain."

Du Changsheng blushed slightly with embarrassment at being spoken to like that by his own father.

"Before, if something happened, I wouldn't ask and you'd make your own decisions. But when you found out, you'd chase me all over the village with a stick..."

Seeing that he was trying to argue, Du Liushui glared at him and said angrily:

"How old were you back then! How old are you now! Back then, you should have been learning how to do things, but you always liked to act on your own. Now that it's your turn to be in charge, you can't even make decisions on the smallest things! If it weren't Dayou that kid Dayou going up the mountain to cultivate immortality with his son, I wouldn't even consider you for the village chief position!"

Upon hearing this, Du Changsheng muttered somewhat Qi Ingestion:

"That means Dayou University's father knows how to teach..."

"What did you say?! You mean I'm not as good at raising sons as Old Lin, right?!" Du Liushui was so angry that his beard almost bristled.

"Nothing! Dad, I'm going to chop wood!" After saying that, Du Changsheng dared not stay in the front yard to chop wood any longer. He picked up his axe, grabbed a bundle of firewood, and ran to the back yard in a flash.

Watching her good-for-nothing son cowardly slip away, Du Liushui let out a heavy sigh.

Remembering the old beggar with a mole on his chin that he had just mentioned, Du Liushui recalled what Yunan had told her a while ago.

He said the old beggar was a relative of one of their new disciples on the mountain, and if the beggar came again, he hoped the old man could find a way to stay and look after him a little.

Du Liushui kept an eye on it for a long time, but never saw the old beggar again.

Until one day, the old beggar, very weak and unsteady, came to the entrance of the village.

He only found out when someone in the village saw it and notified him.

The old beggar wasn't actually very old, but because he had been begging for years, he was always hungry and cold, and his body was very weak.

At that time, the old beggar probably didn't think he could survive at all. When he met Du Liushui, he just wanted to ask him to let him be buried in Xiushui Village. He just wanted someone to dig a hole for him.

But Du Liushui, knowing he was a relative of a new disciple of the Lingxian Sect, would never agree to that. She immediately notified Liu Yunan Liu Yunan, who later sent the old beggar a pill. The Celestial Person felt much better the next day.

After that, the old beggar stayed in the shack in Xiushui Village, living with the other elderly and infirm people there.

Du Liushui sat in the wicker chair, pondering these matters. Lost in thought, she couldn't help but sigh deeply.

"They're all such good kids who value relationships..."

The autumn wind blew by with a biting chill, and a few fallen leaves drifted down onto him.

Looking at the yellowed leaves on her body, Du Liushui slowly got up, shook them off, and walked towards the backyard with her hands behind her back.

"The weather's changing. I need to remind that careless brat to get some warm clothes for the shack..."

The Xiushui Village at the foot of the mountain was bustling with activity and joy, while the Lingxian Sect on the mountain was also keeping busy.

Although the sect now cultivates a wider variety of crops in its spirit fields, spirit grains remain the most valued crop.

With the enhancement of various magic arrays, spiritual fertilizers, and even elixirs—that's right, some time ago, Sun Yigao developed elixirs that could nourish crops and treat various pests and diseases.

Furthermore, he personally went to the fields to carefully observe the various conditions of different plants at different stages, and based on their different types and conditions, he created many exclusive elixirs suitable for each plant.

There are even elixirs specifically for nourishing the land.

Those elixirs can cultivate soil with different properties by catering to the different needs of different plants.

This made the elders of the Spirit Field Group sing Sun Yigao's praises.

Everyone praised him, saying he truly deserved to be the top scholar! Even when making elixirs for plants, he managed to create something extraordinary!

Although Sun Yigao's parents had explained to these elders many times that the top scorer in the provincial examination was not necessarily the top scholar.

But that doesn't matter. In everyone's eyes, the number one in the entire Hufang Province is the top scholar!

So, after everyone tried to correct them repeatedly without success, Sun Yigao's parents gave up.

Anyway, it's just something they occasionally say within their own sect, so who cares?

Seeing Sun Yigao receiving so much praise, how could the hot-blooded young Mo Yuanjiao possibly hold back?

He immediately plunged into the Formation Hall, and after tinkering for a while, he mastered all sorts of farming arrays.

Devices that can regulate temperature according to the growth needs of crops are commonplace.

He even devised a method to pollinate each plant at the appropriate time based on its different growth stage, ensuring that the pollination period for each plant that needs pollination is the most ideal.

They also combined Sun Yigao's agricultural elixirs with formations, allowing the formations to deliver the medicine to the plants at the most appropriate time.

After much effort, Mo Yuanjiao finally earned the praise of the elders of the Spirit Field Group.

We've gone off on a tangent.

Although the growth cycle of many crops in the sect has been effectively shortened through various means, the yield has also increased significantly.

However, it must be said that the power of natural laws is immense.

The peak production period for crops like Linggu is still in the autumn.

Therefore, no matter how many harvests have been done before, the people of Spirit Field Group will make sure to plan the autumn harvest season well, so that Linggu will not miss out.