Transmigrated as a Peasant Baby Who is Pampered by All-Chapter 513 - 317: Eight Years Old
With all this busyness, the year-end came, and the entire fields of Xiangmu Village were lush green, with rapeseed and wheat growing exceptionally well.
Everyone said it was because the Jiang family raised pigs and shared the manure, so this year’s crops could grow so well.
Even the stalks of the rapeseed and wheat were noticeably thicker!
The fish pond was also dug out, covering more than an acre, and approximately two meters deep. A circle of stone slabs surrounded it, which, although time-consuming, made it much safer.
Moreover, several steps were dug around the fish pond and paved with bluestone steps.
When the fish pond was finished, the bottom and surroundings were compacted several times with a stone rammer to effectively prevent water loss.
However, this made it inconvenient for planting lotus roots, so Jiang Hu decisively abandoned that idea, and instead, dug some trenches around to channel rainwater in, planning to raise fish and water hyacinths once there’s water.
But alas, rainwater was scarce in winter. So, at the villagers’ suggestion, a small ditch was dug from the water pond beside the Jiang family’s house to draw water from the mountain without affecting other water sources.
It was slower, but still much faster than waiting for rain.
"Xiaomi, what are you doing here?"
Wei Ziang, carrying a basket, saw Xiaomi fiddling with something by the fish pond and walked over.
"Big brother."
Xiaomi looked up, saw it was Wei Ziang, smiled, and continued with her work.
"I’m planting trees. These are cypress saplings found near the water pond, a bit small, grown from seeds of big trees. They can’t grow big over there, too crowded, so I moved them here."
Only now did Wei Ziang notice a few palm-sized saplings beside Xiaomi, all cypress.
There was only one relatively large cypress tree by the water pond. In summer, Uncle Liu liked to fish in its shade, finding it cool there.
But over the years, besides that cypress, not even one sapling grew big, showing that these saplings growing over there isn’t easy. No wonder Xiaomi moved them here.
Planting a few trees by the fish pond has its benefits; it would be quite convenient if one wanted to fish later on.
"Big brother, what are you doing with the basket on your back?"
Yesterday, Xiaomi and Jiang Wei just celebrated their eighth birthday, growing another year older.
And five days ago, the academy had a room prepared, letting students stay home for the New Year, with plans to return post-Lantern Festival.
"I read at home for a bit, then wanted to take a walk."
"Why the basket and sickle just for a walk?"
Wei Ziang glanced at the tools in his hand; it seemed unnecessary to others, as a walk should be relaxed, but for Jiang family’s children, it seemed quite ordinary.
"Going to dig some dandelions. You had a bit of heat today, didn’t you?"
Cold dandelion salad can reduce internal heat.
Yesterday, Xiaomi and Jiang Wei’s eighth birthday saw Second Aunt make a big table of delicious food, resulting in Xiaomi waking today with ulcers, in pain even while eating lunch.
Xiaomi’s eyes crinkled with a smile: "Thank you, big brother! Let me plant these trees first. Oh, big brother, shall we go up the mountain tomorrow?"
"Sure."
Having agreed, Wei Ziang left to dig dandelions.
Xiaomi planted several cypress saplings around the fish pond, then watered them with Spiritual Spring water to ensure they took root.
There weren’t many cypress saplings, less than ten. After thinking for a while, and seeing no one around, Xiaomi took a few grape saplings from her space.
When she first came to Xiangmu Village, she planted grape saplings in the nearby mountains. Previously, during her trip to Nanyang Prefecture when hunting with Sister Yingying, she planted grape saplings.
She even secretly planted grape saplings in some suitable mountain ditches while hunting on the way to Nanyang Prefecture.
She was unsure about other places, but the saplings on the nearby mountains of Xiangmu Village were growing beautifully. She secretly watered them with Spiritual Spring water a few days ago, and who knows, they might bloom and bear fruit next year.
As long as she brought these things home from the wild, they wouldn’t count for much.
After planting a few grapevines, she trimmed the longer branches, leaving just the slightly sturdier stems.
Xiaomi thought that next year, she might find a chance to set up grape trellises for them, and fishing under the trellises would be quite charming.
Finishing up, Xiaomi dusted off her hands and called toward the nearby hill.
"Xiao Bai, Xiao Mi, Xiao Hei! Let’s go home!"







