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Back when Chu Tianshu was in high school, Spirit Spring Space farming novels were all the rage.
He had skimmed through a few.
Such things were merely for entertainment—no one took them seriously.
But now.
He had no choice but to believe!
The air here was extraordinary.
In comparison, the so-called “forest oxygen bars” he had visited before could hardly be called fresh— more like polluted exhaust fumes.
Even the most foolish and dull-witted person could sense that this place was divinely beautiful, with clear streams and lush trees.
It was truly exceptional.
Chu Tianshu cautiously dipped both hands into the pool.
Even though he was in a state of consciousness, he could still feel the refreshing coolness.
The temperature was just right, imparting a very gentle sensation.
The misty vapor brushed against his face, bringing comfort to both body and mind.
The healing energy contained within was far more potent than some expensive crystals.
After just a short while in this space, he felt much more clear-headed.
Chu Tianshu grew increasingly convinced—this was indeed a Spirit Spring Space!
Even if it weren’t the spirit spring, the sheer size of the farmland here was astonishing.
A rough estimate suggested the fields spanned three li in radius; adding in the rivers and mountains, the total area was no less than five li in radius!
Chu Tianshu couldn’t suppress his joy.
If this space remained stable, he could use it to create immeasurable wealth!
After all, after returning to this year of his divorce, he was actually burdened with quite a bit of debt.
In his previous life, without any external help, he had not only climbed out of the trough but also achieved new heights— a nationally renowned young entrepreneur with a net worth of hundreds of billions.
However, just as his career was progressing, his life had come to an abrupt end.
As Chu Tianshu calmed his mind to ponder, clarity began to dawn.
He had entered this space only after cutting his hand and bleeding.
On his hand was…
Jiang Furong’s family heirloom ring!
There was nothing else.
He had injured his hand before, but nothing like this had ever happened.
“The ancestors of the Jiang family seem to have quite a background…”
Hundreds of years ago, there were still people studying Buddhism and cultivating the Dao.
In this vast world, who could truly explain such mystical phenomena?
Chu Tianshu’s expression turned solemn.
After some consideration, he bowed toward the four directions—east, south, west, and north. “This opportunity left by the ancestors, I, your junior, will make good use of it. I will never let down her and the child, and I will definitely reform myself and atone for my sins… If I break this oath, may I be struck by lightning!”
Chu Tianshu swore silently in his heart.
This time, he would not repeat the same mistakes.
He would never let his family suffer even the slightest harm again!
However, his fainting must have terrified her and the child.
He needed to wake up quickly.
With this strong thought,
Chu Tianshu felt his consciousness lighten, no longer shrouded in darkness.
He slowly opened his eyes.
Ceiling.
He turned his head.
He saw Jiang Furong sitting on the sofa across from him.
In her arms, she held two children, one on each side.
The two little ones, like small chicks, nestled against their mother, their faces filled with fear and confusion.
Two pairs of bright, dark eyes were fixed on him.
The little girl’s eyes were still brimming with tears.
Jiang Furong’s face also showed traces of tension.
Seeing him awake, she seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.
However, she quickly averted her gaze, unwilling to meet his eyes.
She didn’t want him to notice that she still cared about him.
Right now, she needed him to understand that he could no longer take advantage of her affection to do as he pleased!
Love couldn’t be one-sided.
No one could endure it forever.
Chu Tianshu realized he was lying on a children’s play mat.
On the floor, there were marks of being dragged.
Jiang Furong had been doing household chores for years—carrying rice, hauling water, and especially holding children.
Though she appeared delicate, her grip was much stronger than that of most women.
Jiang Furong glanced up at him and remained silent.
She showed no intention of concern or inquiry.
If it were before, she would have been bustling about, full of care and attention.
Now, she deliberately treated him coldly.
Chu Tianshu felt no resentment at all.
His wife was divorcing him; they had just obtained the Divorce Certificate, and she had said there would be no reconciliation.
It wouldn’t be right for her to suddenly fawn over him again—that would only contradict her own stance.
In his past life, he had witnessed her kissing his decaying face and choosing to die for love alongside him.
Chu Tianshu no longer believed in any other illusions.
She clearly loved him to the core.
True, deep love is often hidden in unexpected details.
Chu Tianshu sat up and saw that the wound was already covered with a band-aid.
His wedding ring was still there.
Suddenly, his son shook his head and sighed heavily: “Daddy is so—weak! What to do? Must be because he’s not behaving and not eating his meals properly.”
The little one’s head-shaking antics were quite amusing.
“…” Chu Tianshu felt a bit awkward, but also somewhat amused.
Jiang Furong didn’t want to say much to him and seemed to be avoiding him.
She stood up and said, “I’ll go make dinner.”
“Thanks for your hard work, dear.”
This time, Chu Tianshu didn’t rush to cook.
The kitchen had ended up looking like a crime scene the last time he tried.
After that one attempt, he had a clear understanding of his culinary skills.
This wasn’t his forte—better to give up.
He would focus on something he was good at.
Chu Tianshu silently set a goal for himself—
Three months!
At most three months, he would make her willingly agree to reconcile!
…
While his wife cooked, Chu Tianshu naturally took care of the children.
In just a few minutes,
Chu Tianshu realized how clever they both were.
The older one was even smarter—a cool little boy with more advanced language skills;
Xiuxiu sometimes seemed a bit adorably clueless, being so young and soft, a tiny bundle of cuteness.
A sturdy, lively son and a soft, sweet-smelling daughter.
With both a son and a daughter, he was truly blessed!
As they played,
Chu Tianshu said, “Ouch, Daddy’s wound hurts so much. It needs both babies to blow on it to get better quickly.”
He held out his finger.
His son glanced at it, his little face cool and aloof, and went back to playing Aeroplane Chess.
Xiuxiu, hugging her rabbit plushie, crawled over on the sofa.
She pouted her rosy little mouth: “I’ll do it, I’ll do it!”
Her lips puckered into a little chrysanthemum shape.
She blew twice firmly on Chu Tianshu’s band-aid: “No hurt, no hurt, okay?”
After blowing, the little one blinked her big, round eyes expectantly and asked in her tiny, milky voice, “All better now?”
“All better! What a good baby!”
Chu Tianshu grinned from ear to ear.
His heart swelled with joy.
He pinched her chubby, rosy cheek.
His little girl was such a comfort.
How could his babies be so adorable!
…
Jiang Furong quickly prepared two dishes and a soup.
She even made separate children’s meals for the two little ones.
The family began their meal.
The two children sat in their high chairs, holding their own spoons and bowls, racing to eat.
They were already quite well-behaved.
Otherwise, just getting them to eat each day would be enough to give the adults a headache.
After the meal,
Chu Tianshu offered, “I’ll do the dishes.”
Jiang Furong’s red lips parted slightly.
She wanted to say that he had a wound on his hand and shouldn’t get it wet.
But she held back the words at the last moment.
He claimed he wanted to turn over a new leaf.
Let him try—see how far he could change.
It was just washing dishes; she had done laundry even when she had menstrual cramps.
She doubted he could last even three days before reverting to his old self.
Unable to stay idle at home, she kept running out everywhere.
By the time Chu Tianshu finished washing the dishes, the two children were playing in the living room.
Jiang Furong watched over them while crocheting something, not even looking up as she said calmly, “You should go home. The children will be taking their nap soon.”
Chu Tianshu did have matters to attend to.
Besides, getting her to agree to remarry him wasn’t something that could be accomplished in a day or two.
He said, “Then I’ll stop being an eyesore… Just don’t secretly run off with the children!”
Jiang Furong: “I won’t.”
After a moment of silence,
Chu Tianshu still hadn’t left.
Jiang Furong asked, “How much do you owe?”
Chu Tianshu said indifferently, “A few hundred thousand.”
Jiang Furong: “Tell me the truth.”
Chu Tianshu put on a sincere expression: “Just over a million, really. I’ll be able to pay it back soon.”
Jiang Furong looked at him: “…”
She didn’t know what to say, turning her eyes away: “You should go back.”
She’d heard his business seemed to be in trouble.
But it couldn’t possibly be just over a million.
Yet she couldn’t really help anyway…
Chu Tianshu: “Alright, take care. I’ll head back first – still have lots to do.”
He needed to hurry home and figure out how to use this space properly.
As for how much he actually owed…
Hahaha.
Of course he couldn’t tell her the truth.
It wasn’t hundreds of thousands.
Nor was it millions.
But rather.
Over two…
Hundred million!