She Only Cares About Cultivation-Chapter 881 - 807: Famine Era 48

She felt that these years were crucial and couldn’t be wasted in vain, so she decided to take the child out, treating it as a walk. Although he was still young, if they wanted a better future, they had to endure some hardships now.

So, she put on a facade behind her, carrying a bamboo basket on her back, and went out with the child.

There was a night market nearby, and she didn’t need to call out selling. She only needed to arrange the fruits in the basket, and regular customers would come and ask the price when they saw them.

She also brought a small stool, sitting down and holding the child in her arms. Usually, she sold common fruits. If she sold fruits from the South, she feared arousing others’ suspicion, so she only sold apples, sugarcane, oranges, pears, and persimmons that could also be grown and found in the North.

A basket of fruits usually sold out in an hour or two, but it was cold today, and fewer people came out. It was fine when the child was asleep, but if he cried and made a fuss, she had to change his diaper and feed him milk. Ye Huan broke down in no time, starting to realize that taking care of a child and making money at the same time was incredibly hard to achieve.

In the end, she naturally couldn’t continue. She sold less than one yuan of fruit, so she quickly found a discreet place to change his diaper, feed him milk. Once he was full and satisfied, he was spirited and awake, gurgling cutely. But not being able to sell fruits was really frustrating!

Today was fruitless. After returning home and pondering over, she decided to temporarily give up this idea.

"Zhuangzhuang, oh Zhuangzhuang, I’ve realized it now. You want mom to accompany you more, right? Okay, from today on, I won’t go out and will stay with you well. Fortunately, your dad earns enough, and I’ll just use our salaries to prepare more food for you. As for our precious space, it won’t let us starve. I’m selling fruits not to exchange for money, but to get more cloth, towels, yarn, shoes, and such that I can’t make or grow myself. Even though the space already has quite a lot, who ever thinks there’s too much of these?"

During her time in the emergency department, her salary plus benefits reached thirty-five dollars. Although after moving to neurosurgery, it dropped by seven or eight dollars, in terms of development trends, surgery naturally outshines internal medicine. Of course, the emergency department wasn’t bad either. Her few years of emergency experience were good but not specialized enough. In other words, she had no significant projects to show. If she could thoroughly study neurosurgery and qualify as an expert in the future, her status would naturally rise, wouldn’t it?

Therefore, ever since she stopped bothering going out, she brought all sorts of reference books back to the dormitory. With Liang Tian’s approval, she took the child into the space, put him on the grass, she lay on it to read, while he slept beside her. The spiritual energy here was abundant, and it was only beneficial to the child.

Although taking care of a child was tiring, the time in her space was more than double that of the outside, so she not only had time to study but also time to rest.

When there were no fruits to sell, she didn’t save up anymore. She sold them all for gold coins. With more coins, there was money for upgrades, and upgrades naturally became faster. Moreover, it was warm in the space, living well without a stove.

But this wasn’t free; when did Liang Tian ever do a losing business?

He charged her a rent of one hundred gold coins a day, which is unheard of.

She needed to know that selling three apples only earned her fifty gold coins. In one day, with 50 hours, she could earn 100, which equated to working for nothing. It was pretty ruthless.

Unless she planted more expensive fruits, then there would be room for profit. Apples were a Level 10 product, but she had already reached Level 19, so planting coconuts and peanuts was still profitable.

Regarding the adoption, she had already written to her parents about it. In response, her mother offered support and understanding in the letter from her brother.

She planned to take a hundred-day photo of the child and send it back home.

The child’s birthday was October 8th. In the first month, he consumed 3000 grams of milk, and in the second month, 3600 grams. Fortunately, she had stocked up before. In these months, her colleagues had also tried various ways to get her plenty of milk powder tickets. With the milk powder and tickets on hand, they could sustain him until after six months.

After six months, the milk powder had to gradually decrease because supplementary foods could be added. Given the nutrition of this era, reaching her family’s level was already considered favorable conditions.

So, she planned on feeding him formula until at most one year before weaning him off.

Luckily, her and Tong Zhan’s family had no elders interfering, otherwise, it wouldn’t be so peaceful.

Tong Zhan felt sorry for her laboring with the child, so he considered hiring a nanny who could stay 24 hours. However, she feared that in the future someone might make an issue of it, as it represented capitalist practices, so she firmly resisted. Even when Aunt Zhao came over, she could only claim that it was help and not employment.

Having a child meant Ye Huan couldn’t go to Hebei. Tong Zhan, traveling back and forth every week, was too exhausting, so she asked him to come over during holidays. Thus, Tong Zhan would arrange to swap days off with colleagues and spent two days each month with her. Apart from helping her wash clothes, cook meals, and take care of the child, the couple would also conduct experiments late at night. Sadly, the higher the expectations, the greater the disappointment.

Tong Zhan even despaired and gave up, but Ye Huan felt for him, coaxing him to understand the importance of gradual progress, that everything requires a process, eventually ending with the simple philosophy of letting nature take its course.

That’s easy to say, but what man could endure facing his impotence? Even if it was due to injury on duty, even if they had adopted children, the knot in his heart, unless untied, would forever be insurmountable.