Traveling Through the Ancient Winter: I Carry the Spiritual Spring to Feed My Family

In the twelfth lunar month of winter, in a dilapidated hut, Shen Zhiwei opened his eyes from the cold and hunger. The family is surrounded by walls, the pot is empty, the parents are loyal, the grandmother is old, and the younger brother is sallow and thin. The family is about to not survive this winter. Fortunately, the old jade pendant she carries with her hides a small world! Fertile black soil, bubbling spiritual springs, and a storage warehouse. Grow grain and vegetables, cook and eat, and make a small living. Shen Zhiwei relied on a spiritual spring space to first feed and clothe his family, then save money to buy a house and land, and with his responsible family, step by step, he went from a poor farmhouse to a prosperous life to a stable and well-off society.