Jiang Wan thought she would freeze to death in that drafty, dilapidated temple. As she closed her eyes, she was filled with guilt over her family: if only she weren’t so useless, her parents wouldn’t have died so tragically, and her two older brothers wouldn’t have been forced to protect her, one dying in a mine and the other being sent away by their aunt.
When she opened her eyes again, she had returned to a winter night when she was six. She was still clutching half a frozen sweet potato she had been nibbling on, and there was a warm sensation in her chest: a portable space where she could grow crops and store things!
The space had fertile black soil, where seeds could yield a full harvest by the next day, and sweet spring water that could drive away illness and strengthen the body. Jiang Wan clenched her little fists. This time, she would never let tragedy happen again!
She secretly used food from her space to improve her family’s meals, so her parents would never go hungry again. Day by day, life got better. Her parents stood taller, her brothers smiled more, and their earthen house was replaced with a bright, sturdy brick home.
One day, she unexpectedly met a boy named A Fu. He had no parents, so her family decided to adopt him. From then on, they had another older brother, who was always slipping her the tastiest food. Her three brothers doted on Jiang Wan like she was the apple of their eye. If anyone dared to bully her, the three half-grown boys would rush over to protect her.
In the year she started middle school, Jiang Wan met Lin Jiacheng, the young master of the Lin family, who had sneaked out to skip class.
Reborn at six with a magical space, turning a poor family’s life into something the whole village envied, and winning the affection of three older brothers and Lin Jiacheng’s special tenderness, Jiang Wan finally understood that life surrounded by love could be this sweet. What she didn’t expect was that a great secret lay hidden behind the space.
