It is only about four or five o’clock in the afternoon when they get home.

The atmosphere is very harmonious, where Aunt Li and Uncle Li are both in the house talking and laughing with Lin’s mother. Mom stares blankly at her daughter. She went to the town to withdraw some money but had to go to the counter, for she doesn’t know how to use the ATM. Having noticed her card, the branch manager came and took her to a larger and quieter counter.

Mrs. Lin had no idea what a “Golden cardholder” is, and she withdrew one hundred thousand yuan under the gentle service of the teller. Mrs. Lin held the kraft paper bag firmly and asked the balance in the card carefully.

The teller smiled and told her the amount.

Mom Lin was still dizzy after she got out of the bank. She was blurred about the first number but remembered it was followed by six “0”! Oh dear! My daughter is wealthier than the millionaires in the village?

Mrs. Lin forced herself to calm down, grips the money and the card tightly, and went home by Uncle Li’s motorbike. She was hung up the whole day worrying about being robbed.

Lin Luoran knows her mother well and is sure that mom is scared by the amount of money on the card. Yet she cannot speak it out in consideration of the guests. Showing off wealth is not her style.

Lin Luoran takes out the gift she has bought for Uncle Li and his wife and gets praised for her filial piety. A smile takes on Mr. Lin’s face. He is proud of his daughter.

Mom still wants Lin Luoran to stay at home for one more night. But she has agreed to go to work on Monday, thinking it is not proper to be late for the first day. Therefore, she goes to Chief Li and gives him the 100, 000 yuan as promised. Besides, she leaves a large pile of space vegetables, urging, again and again, her parents to eat. Then she drives back to R City.

She starts the engine and sees her parents in the rear-view mirror. They are standing at the fence, watching her leave.

Lin Luoran feels sad. Later, she calls Baojia, “Let’s go check out the building you said that day when we have time.”

“What changed your mind?” Baojia is applying a cucumber mask given by Lin Luoran. The refreshing feeling makes her want to hum.

Lin Luoran tells the story in a low voice. The shrieking of Baojia on the phone almost ruptures her eardrum—“My gosh! Are you alright?”

Lin Luoran feels warm in the heart. This is her best friend, Baojia, who is always on her side, being afraid of her loss.

Lin Luoran says one hundred thousand was spent. While Baojia doesn’t care about it, “It is worthwhile! Ran, you’ve been learning lately!”

“There is something special!” Lin Luoran never hide in front of Baojia, “Well, have you finished the vegetables? I’ll send you more.”

The effect is not yet noticeable, but the vegetable is so delicious. Baojia laughs, “Set aside more for my gramp.”

Baojia is an orphan. What she means by her gramp is her grandpa. Lin Luoran only knows that he is a veteran but is not clear about his specific duty.

“No problem, your grandpa is mine. Thanks for your reminder!” Lin Luoran is shameful for forgetting Baojia’s grandfather.

“Well, drive safe! Don’t forget to go to work tomorrow. We’ll talk about it in detail tomorrow!” Baojia is making soup with the vegetables from Lin Luoran. Now the aroma has floated toward her, and she then hangs up the phone.

Time flies when talking, Lin arrives at the county town as swift as a wink. The road is wider, so Lin becomes relaxed.

Feeling a little restless, she thinks of the black flower in the space, comforting herself that although she cost 100,000 yuan this time, she took something valuable home.

But what’s the use of this flower?

Having parked the car, Lin goes upstairs quickly without paying attention to the mumbling old men. She calls to have her lock changed and then closes the door. She cooks some food casually and runs into the space.

A new batch of vegetables become ripe. There are still lots of vegetables piled high on the grass mat. Lin Luoran gets too lazy to pick them. What she cares about now is the medicinal herbs planted.

The green plant growing on the edge of the pool becomes dormant after Lin Luoran ate its fruit. Compared with other plants in the space, it does not even germinate, let alone bud. No wonder it’s a legendary treasure.

It seems like the second fruit won’t happen any time soon. It takes time to grow.

The fleet flower stretches its leaves along with its short cirrus. Lin Luoran finds that the green fog around the stem has become somewhat denser. This plant has been staying here for over ten days, which has gained a pesticide effect of over one decade. Thus, it is common for it to have some spiritual power.

The seven small Ginseng plants grow vigorously. Although they are not as old as the fleet flower, the quality of them is much better. Now the green frog around them is even denser.

The herbs picked in the mountain today and the ones with rich Reiki but were not recognized by Lin are planted fragmentarily at the transitional zone between vegetable and medicinal materials. They grow vigorously after being watered. One can’t even tell that they are just transplanted.

Lin Luoran pays special attention to the black flower picked from the cliff today.

She uses several layers of plastic for insulation before planting it. Fortunately, it doesn’t kill all the surrounding medicinal materials. But the dark flower still seems lifeless in the space full of Reiki. Except for the fragrance of it floating around, it still looks like a dead thing.

Lin Luoran hesitates with a full bottle of spring on her hand and wonders whether to water this flower. Last time she got a red fruit after watering the tree, and what waits for her if she nurtures the flower?

Lin Luoran expects a useful fruit ripened from the flower. According to her space rule, the spring plays a critical role in shortening the growth time.

That is to say, the growing time must be enough for medicinal materials. If a medicinal material has blossomed, the spring can let it bear fruits; if it already has a fruit, spring water makes the fruit ripen faster. As for how much spring water is needed to ripen fruits, Lin Luoran cannot calculate.

Even if it is poisonous, one cannot poison oneself until they eat the fruit. Lin Luoran reckons she will have to wait for a long time. Therefore, she feels much more relieved and pours out the water from the cup into the root of the black flower.

Of course, long after, when Lin Luoran is no longer a green hand on the way of cultivating to be immortal, she laughs at herself… as for some magical plants, it is not the fruit that works.