Rebirth of a Farmhouse with Space

They didn't care what happened to other families. After Nanchen packed the luggage on the ox cart, he drove the cart on the road according to the signs on the map.

Nanping, Shangguan Hong and Qin Wan'er saw Nanchen's ox cart leaving, and they hurried to follow.

Someone shouted loudly from behind, "Hey, don't leave in such a hurry, we need to discuss and choose a leader to lead everyone!"

Nanchen pretended not to hear. Two oxen pulling a cart could go quite fast.

Ms. Dong asked, "Are we really not going with them?"

Nan Chen replied while driving the cattle, "We can go our own way. It's not like we can't read the map. Why should we follow them?"

"That's right! There are more troubles when there are too many people around. Just go your own way and have peace!"

"It's a journey of 100,000 miles. At our current speed, we don't know how long it will take to get there. If we follow them, it's safe to say that we may not be able to reach the destination in five years, let alone three years!"

Ms. Dong nodded in agreement, then let out a long breath and said, "I never expected that. I originally thought that we traveled through time and got a farming script, but it turned out to be a fairy tale. It is said that the fairy world is not like the mortal world. There are no laws and no moral constraints. People there are the law of the jungle, and whoever has the strongest fist is the boss. Even if someone is beaten to death, no one will care. Do you think we will be bullied in the past?"

"Alas, I'm actually worried about this too. So, once we get there, we have to find a deserted place to hide first. We'll wait until our child grows up and becomes strong enough!"

Nan Ye was in the carriage listening to what his parents were saying outside, and he felt very sad. Although he had the soul and consciousness of an adult, his body was still that of a child. If he met a master, he really didn't have the confidence that he could defeat the other party and protect his family.

The atmosphere was depressed for a while. Ms. Dong took a deep breath to calm down, then said with a smile, "I never dared to dream that our four children all have the physique to cultivate immortality. Hey, husband, do you think our children will be able to go to heaven in the future? Hahaha!" Ms. Dong thought about it and made herself laugh, "Imagine that in the future our children can fly wherever they want to go with just a search. That scene must be very shocking!"

"So, no matter how hard our lives are, we must not let our children suffer. No matter how poor our lives are, we must not let our children suffer in their cultivation. We must work hard to earn money to buy materials for their cultivation in the future!"

Ms. Dong nodded firmly, "Yes, you are right. We must make a lot of money in the future so that the children can have a good enough environment for cultivation!"

In the carriage, several children were deeply moved as they listened to their parents' conversation. They were not real children and of course could understand their parents' good intentions, but as a real child, Nan Zhaozhao did not have so many burdens.

She took out Ms. Dong's mobile phone from the space. Although there was no Internet in the outside world, the stand-alone games in the mobile phone could still be played.

"Xiaobao, what are you playing?"

Nan Zhaozhao replied without even looking up, "I'm playing Tigger!" She pouted and said unhappily, "Well, I can only jump four or five steps each time before I die. It's really infuriating!"

Nan Ye came close to Nan Zhaozhao and said, "Hehe, your luck is so bad. How about you let me play a few rounds for you? I promise I can jump more than you!"

"I won't. You won't give it back to me after you play with it!"

"Little kid, don't be addicted to games. Come on, play a game for big brother!"

"I won't!"

The Nan family's ox cart was very lively, but the Qin family's horse-drawn carriage following behind was just the opposite. The coachman was only responsible for driving the cart and didn't know how to do anything else. Qin Wan'er had been spoiled since she was a child. It was good enough for her to be self-reliant and not have to be served by others, let alone cook and take care of the life. Therefore, the trivial things in daily life could only fall on Daya Song, such as daily cooking, housekeeping and so on.

In the carriage, Qin Wan'er pulled her clothes under her nose and sniffed them, and said with disgust, "Su'er, I've worn these clothes for three days, and they smell. I need to change into something quick. When we stop to rest later, please find a place with water to wash my clothes!"

Hearing this, Song Daya cursed in her heart, "You still think you are the eldest daughter at home, bah, shameless bitch, if you have the ability, go wash it yourself, don't order a little kid like me around."

But her face was full of obedience and cuteness, "Okay, sister, are you hungry? Here are a few pancakes, why don't you fill your stomach first!"

Qin Wan'er stubbornly refused, "That tasteless dough, even dogs wouldn't eat it, and you're giving it to me? I want white rice with four dishes and a soup, you make it for me!"

Four dishes and one soup, why don't you go to heaven? You still think you are a rich lady with someone to serve you. Humph, it's up to you to eat or not. If you don't eat, you'll starve to death.

"Sister, we have limited food on the bus, so we can't eat such good food every day!"

"I don't care. If there's a shortage of food, you and Old Zhang can eat less. Anyway, I can't starve!"

The Long March of 100,000 Miles had just begun, and no one was short of food or drink, so after a whole day of walking, no family was too hungry to walk.

Although it is spring in the south in March and flowers are blooming, the temperature will drop immediately as the sun sets. When people see some people stopping by the roadside to camp for the night, they also stop moving.

Ms. Dong took out a small pot and stove, and picked up some dry branches on the roadside as firewood. Nanchen looked around and saw that no one was paying attention to them, so he quickly squatted down and used his body to block the fire, took out a lighter and quickly lit the firewood, then quickly put the lighter away!

Even though Nanchen was so careful, he was still seen by Nanping who was not far away. He thought it was magical that such a small thing could produce a small flame with just a press.

"Cousin, what is that thing of yours? Let me see it. It looks magical to me!"

Nan Ping's sudden voice startled Nan Chen. He turned around and looked back, saying unhappily, "Why are you walking without making any sound? You scared me!"

Nanping said with an innocent expression, "I made a noise, but you didn't notice it. Cousin, can you show me the thing in your hand that can emit fire?"

Nan Chen looked at the lighter in his hand and asked, "What are you talking about?"

Nanping nodded, "Ah, what is this? It's so magical!"

Nan Chen looked at Ms. Dong, then lied naturally, "This is called a lighter, and it was given to me by the owner of the caravan in the Northern Territory."

"Is that so? Can you show it to me?"

Nan Chen looked nonchalant, "There's nothing to see here. Have you ever used a tinderbox? This lighter is almost the same as that tinderbox!"