Rebirth of Wu Tong

Chapter 12

Due to the influence of those books, Wan Qing, for once, accepted Wu Tong's gift without any rejection. It wasn't anything precious, just a few sets of clothes and some study supplies. It didn't cost much, but Wan Qing rarely accepted gifts from others, making Wu Tong think hard before sending them.

After tidying up her temporary home, Wu Tong, having taken a refreshing warm bath, found it was still early for dinner. She closed the door and entered her bedroom after carefully checking the doors and windows, only feeling at ease after entering the spatial realm.

During her days in Shanghai, she was exhausted from daily outings and quickly fell asleep upon returning to the hostel at night. She hadn't had the time and energy to organize the space, just casually throwing the miscellaneous items she bought on the lush grass. The treasures accumulated by the Wu family over hundreds of years were piled on a large plastic sheet Wu Tong had prepared in advance. Some items couldn't be placed on damp ground for too long, and the large plastic sheet provided some moisture protection.

Faced with this chaotic mess, Wu Tong was momentarily at a loss. Fortunately, she wasn't a naive sixteen-year-old who hadn't experienced hardships. In her past life, although she had never been in poverty, she often did household chores with the family's housekeeper just to pass the time and avoid idleness. Now, those seemingly petty behaviors mocked by her in-laws in her past life seemed to have played a significant role.

Using several large plastic sheets, Wu Tong built a temporary warehouse. After moving dozens of bookshelves one by one into the warehouse, Wu Tong felt a bit more settled. She didn't want the treasures cherished by her ancestors to be damaged due to her improper preservation. Thankfully, in the spatial realm, Wu Tong was as strong as a weightlifter, easily placing dozens of bookshelves.

After that, Wu Tong energetically started building her temporary wooden house. In the spatial realm, there were no storms or rainstorms, only a perpetual mist (although the visibility outside the planting area was still poor). The temperature was moderate, so there weren't many special requirements for the wooden house. As long as the structure was reasonable, it shouldn't collapse suddenly. Wu Tong skillfully and efficiently took out the pre-purchased finished wooden boards and began assembling them. Although it was just a small house with a bedroom and a kitchen, covering an area of about ten square meters, it still took Wu Tong quite some time. By late afternoon, it was almost complete.

After leaving the spatial realm, Wu Tong smiled wryly at her dirty appearance, cleaned up, and prepared to visit Auntie Yu's house with gifts. Although she was good at housework, her cooking skills were not impressive. She couldn't bear the strange-smelling dishes she made herself, so she shamelessly went to other people's houses to have a meal.

As Wu Tong was about to leave with the gifts, she saw Wan Qing approaching her small courtyard with a small bamboo basket. Seeing her carrying things and about to leave, Wan Qing hurriedly walked to her and said, "Are you going out? I brought food for you. Finish dinner before going out..."

"Oh, Aqing, you're so considerate. I was just planning to go to Auntie Yu's house for dinner. You came at the right time. I'm starving. Come, come, let's go inside..." Wu Tong said with a smile. Sometimes, innate talent played a significant role. Wu Tong and Wan Qing learned to cook with Chu Qing, but while Wan Qing quickly became proficient after a few practices, Wu Tong struggled to reach a level barely palatable. Moreover, Wan Qing's home was at the foot of the mountain, and he loved secretly going up the mountain to hunt wild game. With his skillful hands, the dishes he prepared were truly delicious. Therefore, Wu Tong always looked forward to Wan Qing bringing his small bamboo basket to her and Chu Qing. Although Wu Tong wasn't someone who couldn't enjoy a meal without meat, the daily plain dishes were hard to bear, so she eagerly anticipated the monthly "feast."

"Delicious, Aqing's cooking is getting better and better. But in the future, be careful when going up the mountain and make sure not to be discovered by people from the commune..." While enjoying the oily rabbit legs, Wu Tong reminded and advised Wan Qing. Hunting on the mountain was prohibited now; it belonged to public property. If someone was caught hunting, the charges would be serious. Unfortunately, looking at it from an environmental protection perspective, this policy was quite reasonable. However, Wu Tong, with her cravings, didn't have that noble consciousness. If the wild game was delicious, she would eat it without feeling that she did anything wrong (after all, it wasn't a nationally protected rare animal, just a few wild chickens and rabbits).

"Don't worry, I'll be careful. Let me know when you want to eat meat..." Wan Qing, who had lived alone for so many years, though somewhat reclusive, was quite clear-headed. Although he didn't like dealing with people, he wasn't foolish. He knew what he could and couldn't do. If he dared to go up the mountain secretly, it meant he had enough confidence to get away unscathed. This guy was quite shrewd; otherwise, the difficult and impoverished life would have worn him down long ago.

After a satisfying meal and skillfully "disposing of the evidence," Wan Qing bid farewell. Although they were on good terms and had a teacher-student relationship, they were still young men and women of similar age. There were also gossipy women in the village, so to avoid unnecessary trouble, Wan Qing didn't dare to stay too long and hurriedly returned home before sunset.

After being full and satisfied, Wu Tong lay on the bed for a while, feeling a bit idle. She couldn't think of anything entertaining to do at the moment. It was still too early to sleep, so she decided to enter the spatial realm again after locking the doors and windows.

The small wooden house had been roughly completed, with a neat and beautiful square shape. It was in its natural wood color without any paint, blending well with the lively vegetables, fruits, flowers, and trees around. Wu Tong happily looked at her small home for a while, feeling content and joyful. After moving the furniture she bought onto the grass and arranging small handicrafts and decorations carefully, Wu Tong stretched lazily and rolled on the soft double bed with satisfaction. She had had enough of the wooden bed in her bedroom, causing back pain every morning. Now, she could sleep in the spatial realm at night, where the air was good, and the bed was comfortable. It was truly wonderful, like living the life of an immortal...