(System) (Spirit Spring Space) (Feel-Good Story)
I was transported to 1960, the height of the famine, when my whole family was starving and barely clinging to life.
While the whole village chewed tree bark and wild greens, I grew fresh vegetables in my System's space.
Watered with spirit spring water, the vegetables ripened overnight, and the aroma of meat simmering in secret wafted out of our shabby house.
Our neighbor, Widow Zhao, leaned against the windowsill, drooling. “Qingyang, could you spare me a bowl of soup...”
I handed her a pork chop, but suddenly the whole village reported me for profiteering.
When the village Party secretary and his men kicked down the door, I was just hauling plump, live fish out of the spirit spring.
“Secretary, how would you like this fish... steamed or braised?”
It's so poisonous, even though he has such an awesome golden finger, he can run into the mountains in the middle of the night and live a comfortable life, but he must be bullied and exposed like a mouse in the village. He is caught eating something and is robbed. The golden finger is also exposed little by little. He has been worried in the village, is there any gold or silver in this village? I insist on dying here and destroying the place.