The Blessed Farm Girl Has a Spatial Storage

"Xiao Ge! Remember to miss me!" Zhao Zhitong waved her small hand, still loudly saying goodbye to Zhao Yu, who had already walked far. Zhao Yu looked back repeatedly with each step, his figure gradually receding with reluctance.

Xiao Ge is gone, off to adventure in all corners of the country...

Zhao Zhitong felt a little melancholic. Her home didn't seem as lively anymore, even though Xiao Ge had always been quiet when he was around. She sat on a stone stoop by the door, her small head drooping as she stared blankly.

So this is the parting Grandpa Bai talked about... She didn't like the feeling of parting.

Grandpa Bai comforted her. "Young girl, you need to get used to it. Parting is actually the norm in life. When you grow up, you'll understand. People come in and out of your life like passengers on a train; they arrive and depart, a cycle that never stops."

Zhao Zhitong's eyes reddened. "Will Daddy and Mommy leave me too? Will Mr. Meng leave me too? Will Grandpa Bai leave me too?"

Grandpa Bai pondered. "Young girl, whether it's your parents, teachers, or friends, we are all just passengers on the train of your life. When we reach our station, we get off. Don't be reluctant to see us go. Learn to face it calmly, because new passengers will arrive to accompany you through the next part of your journey.

"Perhaps, in the future, some who left will board the train again at a certain stop. When that time comes, you just need to welcome their return with composure and grace, and then view their next departure with an equally calm heart."

Zhao Zhitong nodded her small head, her face unhappy. "But I can't be calm. I don't want you to leave. I want to be with you forever and ever!"

Grandpa Bai fell silent and said no more. The child is still young, he thought. She'll gradually understand many things as she grows older.

Just as Zhao Zhitong was squatting by the door, her heart heavy with the sorrow of parting, Sun Mei called out from the courtyard, "Tongtong, what are you doing squatting at the door? Are we still going or not?"

Hearing Sun Mei's call, Zhao Zhitong instantly remembered: they were going to the county town to sell polygonum multiflorum today! She jumped up from the ground and jogged towards the courtyard.

Sun Mei and Zhao Dong had already hidden the polygonum multiflorum in their baskets, concealed beneath a layer of common herbs. Ever since their encounter with the bandits, they had become extremely cautious. Wealth should not be flaunted.

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Since this wasn't their first trip to the town, after paying the entry fee at the gate, Zhao Zhitong took Zhao Ya's hand, and they skipped ahead, excitedly running into the town.

"Sister, wait for me! Don't run so fast!" Zhao Cheng shouted, chasing after them, afraid they would get lost.

Taking the rare chance to enjoy themselves in town, Zhao Zhitong led Zhao Ya around, exploring all the bustling spots and weaving through the most crowded areas. Just then, a crowd gathered near the notice wall by the city gate caught their attention, and they squeezed into it. Zhao Cheng soon caught up, also pushing his way into the throng. Reaching his sisters' side in a few steps, he grabbed Zhao Zhitong's hand to stop her from running off again.

"You can't run around anymore. There are too many people in this city; you'll get lost."

Zhao Zhitong nodded her small head, but her eyes were fixed on a notice posted on the wall.

Several notices were posted on the wall. On the left, two featured portraits of people with the large characters "WANTED" written above them. Zhao Zhitong stared at the two portraits for a long time. These drawings are so abstract, she thought, they don't look like real people at all. However, the facial features were distinct: one had a square face, the other a long, narrow face, and there was a black mole on the right cheek of one.

After a moment, she lost interest and her gaze shifted to the right side of the notice board, which was covered in densely packed text. Then, she began to read aloud in her sweet, childish voice, "Reward for Medicinal Herbs."

The surrounding onlookers, attracted by the little girl's clear, sweet voice, turned to look at her.

"Well now, little girl, you can read at such a young age!"

Zhao Zhitong grinned, revealing a charming dimple and a small, sharp canine tooth, looking incredibly cute.

"That's right! I know lots and lots of words now."

Many in the crowd were illiterate commoners. One of them pointed to the notice and said with a smile, "This is a notice just posted by Lingjian Villa. Little girl, would you be willing to read it aloud for everyone?"

Zhao Zhitong was always happy to help, so of course, she wouldn't refuse. She began to read, word by word.

In essence, the Young Lady of Lingjian Villa had contracted a strange illness and required hundred-year-old polygonum multiflorum as a key medicinal ingredient. The Villa was now offering a reward for its purchase.

At this, the people in the crowd began to discuss among themselves.

"What kind of strange illness does the Young Lady of Lingjian Villa have?"

"Who can say for sure? But rumor has it, the Young Lady of Lingjian Villa practiced her martial arts incorrectly, and perverse energy has invaded her body."

Zhao Zhitong listened to their discussion curiously, her eyes darting about. She then asked, "What kind of place is Lingjian Villa?"

The people around her laughed. "Haha, you don't even know Lingjian Villa?" Then it dawned on them that she was just a four or five-year-old girl, so it was normal. A kind person then began to explain.

"This Lingjian Villa is the foremost manor within what is known as all corners of the country. Its Master, surnamed Liu, is a premier martial expert there, hailed by its people as the Sword Immortal and successor of the Northern Sword..."

Zhao Zhitong and the others listened, only vaguely understanding, as they knew little about matters concerning all corners of the country. Zhao Zhitong had only asked about Lingjian Villa because it was seeking polygonum multiflorum, and her family happened to be selling some.

So, as the person rambled on, about to recount all the legendary deeds of Master Liu of Lingjian Villa, Zhao Zhitong seized a gap in the chatter to ask again, "So where is Lingjian Villa?"

Seeing it was just a child, the people around her lowered their guard and replied, "It's on Ruoliu Street in the east of the city. You'll see it as soon as you enter the street..."

"Tongtong!"

Just then, Zhao Dong, who had been waiting for some time without seeing the three children emerge, pushed his way through the crowd. He smiled at the surrounding people, then pulled Zhao Zhitong and the others out. "If you run around like that again," he said sternly, "Daddy won't bring you to the county town next time, understand?"

Unfazed by the threat, Zhao Zhitong quickly promised not to run off again. However, she had already scampered happily over to Sun Mei and was climbing onto their cart. As she clambered up, she excitedly recounted to her mother the interesting things she had just seen.

Then, Zhao Zhitong asked, "Dad, do you know Lingjian Villa?"

Zhao Dong shook his head, puzzled. "Why do you ask?"

When he had pushed through the crowd to find Zhao Zhitong earlier, he'd overheard people discussing Lingjian Villa. However, the original owner of his body had never been to the county town. Since transmigrating, Zhao Dong himself had only visited a few times. He had heard of Lingjian Villa but wasn't very familiar with it.

Zhao Zhitong said innocently, "To sell medicine, of course! I just saw on the notice wall that Lingjian Villa is offering a reward for hundred-year-old polygonum multiflorum to treat their Young Lady."

Zhao Dong was hesitant. "We can just sell it to a pharmacy. There's no need to get involved with these influential sects."

Sun Mei also chimed in, "Listen to your father. Selling it to the pharmacy is fine."

Zhao Zhitong pouted, her eyes darting around. "But Daddy, Lingjian Villa is offering 2,000 taels of silver for the medicine! That must be much more money than the pharmacy would pay."

Zhao Dong couldn't help but chuckle. When did my little girl become such a money-grubber?