Ye Shiqi felt like she had some sort of special ability. She was able to summon Space Water with her mind, and nobody, not even her elder sisters, knew about it since they couldn’t see the water she conjured with her thoughts.
Sometimes, Ye Shiqi whimsically pondered whether if she used her mind to do bad things, would they go undetected as well—like some female hero robbing rich men to help the poor.
For instance, there were several rich men in their village, rumored to be of bad character, known for shortchanging their long-term workers.
She had not acted on such thoughts. Good and evil hinged on a single thought, and while the heavens gifted her with a Golden Finger and reincarnation, it may have meant for her to live a better life in this era, not that she could act capriciously.
Money not earned through one’s own efforts, not acquired through hard work, wouldn’t feel right to spend and would lead to fear that one day, karma would come. It’s not that it wouldn’t be repaid, it’s just that the time hadn’t come yet!
Ye Shiqi had been listening to numerous ghost and god stories since she was born. In that era, with entertainment being scarce, the elders would tell stories to the children, who in turn, would retell them to other younger ones.
She had heard many stories from her elder sisters and sometimes picked up on tales about certain villagers from her parents’ conversations.
Ye Shiqi had come to the estate this time to check on the Bull Power plants. Just a glimpse of the neighboring estate brought many questions to her mind.
"Qing, are you very cold?"
"It must be, none of us are as susceptible to the cold as she is."
The sisters chatted among themselves, each making gestures of warmth; the eldest sister lifted her up to shield her from the cold wind with her body.
The other sisters stuck close together as well, not removing their own clothes but using their bodies to block the biting wind.
By the fields on the mountain’s edge at the estate, it might be cooler in the summer, but it was even colder than in the village during winter, with the mountain’s temperature being lower.
Ye Shiqi shook her head, but all she could do was snuggle into her elder sister’s embrace, deciding it was inconvenient to talk.
"Qing, you should go inside the house. If there’s anything to be done, your sisters will help you!"
Ye Luoqi looked at her little sister in her strong arms; Qing was only a bit over three years old and not very heavy.
She had trained her arms and built up her strength through farm work from an early age.
"Elder sister, I want to go see those Bull Power plants!" Ye Shiqi insisted on her idea.
Ye Luoqi had no choice but to carry her little sister along with the other younger sisters to the Bull Power cultivation site.
Ye Shiqi, held in her elder sister’s embrace, did not get put down; she turned her head to scrutinize the cultivation site.
Because of the winter cold, their uncle had instructed the workers to cover the Bull Power saplings with straw to protect the roots.
Only... Ye Shiqi could see that the Bull Power plants couldn’t withstand the cold. The leaves were falling, and if not handled properly, they might not last until spring—a mere few months away—and risk drying out completely.
As for where to transplant the seedlings next year, or where they should be planted, the estate was no longer an option. It was a site for growing vegetables and rice, with the mountain already full of fruit trees.
These Bull Power plants would take several years to yield harvests, far more troublesome than the fruit trees that could bear fruit after just a year or two.
Ye Shiqi frowned with difficulty, her slender brows almost meeting in the middle.
"Qing, what’s wrong? Are you too cold and uncomfortable?"
Second Sister Ye Mei Qi was looking at Ye Shiqi with concern, unlike the other sisters, who were inspecting the Bull Power plants.
Fourth Sister Ye Fengqi reached out to touch the sorry-looking saplings; as soon as she touched them, the barely clinging leaves scattered with the wind, nearly stripping the tree bare.
"Fourth Sister, why are you touching them?"
Ye Shiqi was already troubled about what to do, and now her fourth sister, carelessly playful, added to her worries.
"Qing, didn’t Father say we have no land to plant these herbs? It takes five years for these to mature—where does our family have the space? You look so distressed over it!"
"What do you know? Do you realize how precious these herbs are? If used well, medicinal dishes can greatly improve a person’s health. These herbs can balance the liver and remove dampness; just adding a little when making soup can be very beneficial!"