He has a spatial ability and saves three children on his escape route.

Chapter 3 Harvesting Wheat

"Grandpa," Wen Yunhong sat at the doorway, gazing longingly out into the yard. Finally, he saw Wen Dashan carrying a hoe and walking home. He cheered and went to greet him.

Wen Dashan was followed by Wen Zisong and others. Wen Yunhong politely greeted them one by one: "Eldest Uncle, Second Uncle, Third Uncle, Eldest Cousin, Second Cousin...Sixth Cousin."

The family has ten grandsons and one granddaughter. Wen Yunhong has six older cousins ​​and three younger cousins. He is the seventh child, and Wen Dashan and the others are used to calling him Xiao Qi (Little Seven).

Wen Yuxia was the only girl in the family, and Wen Dashan and the others called her Da Ya.

"Xiao Qi, did Daya eat today?" Wen Dashan asked in a hoarse voice, affectionately patting Wen Yunhong's head.

"Sister's awake. She made dinner," Wen Yunhong said, pulling Wen Dashan to the well and pointing to the water and cloth in the wooden basin. "Sister drew the water. Grandpa, hurry up and wash. After you're done, come back inside for dinner."

While washing, Wen Dashan asked if Wen Linshi had returned yet. Upon learning that she hadn't, Wen Dashan frowned and sighed. His wife was still the same; whenever her family summoned her, she eagerly rushed to do hard labor.

Actually, when Wen Linshi first married him, she was very family-oriented. However, after seeing her sister-in-law Jiang Shi being cunning and deceitful, she started going back to her parents' home every few days.

After the Wen brothers separated their household, Wen Linshi behaved herself for a while, then started going back to her parents' home. Now, the family's sons have also separated their households.

The old woman still secretly sent food to her parents' home, and without fail, she went back to her parents' home to do hard labor during the busy farming season. Sighing heavily, Wen Dashan felt some resentment towards his grandfather; it was all because of his grandfather's mistreatment of his family.

In the Wen family, every son who turned six had to work in the fields. This was a rule set by Wen Dashan's father, Old Master Wen. Of course, this rule only applied to Wen Dashan's branch of the family.

Wen Dashan's eldest brother, Wen Zhihua, received an education from a young age, passed the imperial examination at the county level, and became a schoolteacher in town. His two sons were also sent to private schools from a young age.

The eldest son, Wen Zicai, is still studying at the academy, while the younger son, Wen Zifeng, worked as a waiter in a restaurant in town after studying for a few years.

The eldest son's family never worked in the fields, yet half of their annual harvest had to be given to them. Grandpa Wen would take the remaining half to town to exchange for coarse grains.

The Wen family, including Wen Dashan, were entitled to work in the fields, but they weren't allowed to taste the ripe rice. Furious, Wen Linshi frequently went back to her parents' home to help with the chores.

As she worked, it became a habit. After taking charge of her own household, she not only worked but also sent grain from her home to her parents' home.

The thought of dividing the family property made Wen Dashan depressed again. Wen Zhihua's path to becoming a scholar and Wen Zicai's path to becoming a child scholar were both funded by their second branch of the family.

However, the year Wen Zicai passed the imperial examination, Old Master Wen hurriedly divided the family property. Wen Dashan didn't say it, but he knew in his heart that the old man was afraid that the second branch of the family would benefit from the eldest branch.

"Grandpa, dinner's ready!" Wen Yuxia's cheerful voice interrupted Wen Dashan's thoughts.

"Hey, you're here," Wen Dashan strode into the room. Wen Yunhong quickly closed the door, took out a small mooncake from his pocket, stood on tiptoe, stretched out his hand, and stuffed it into Wen Dashan's mouth as he sat on the kang (a heated brick bed), muttering, "Grandpa gave me something delicious, Grandpa, eat!"

With a mooncake in his mouth, Wen Dashan looked awkwardly at Wen Yuxia and her sister, wondering if Wen Yuxia would find the food disgusting since it had gotten on his saliva.

"Sir, we've already eaten. This is for you," Wen Yuxia said with a faint smile, perhaps sensing Wen Dashan's hesitation.

Sweet, so sweet, Wen Dashan smacked his lips, savoring the pastry Wen Yunhong had stuffed into his mouth. The three of them finished dinner and went to bed early.

In the middle of the night, Wen Yuxia opened her eyes, glanced at Wen Dashan, then at Wen Yunhong, and after confirming that they were still fast asleep, she flashed into her spatial dimension.

She had already cleaned up her grandparents' bedroom. Some of the clothes and blankets were burned for her grandparents, and the rest were put into the used clothing recycling bin. There was nothing in the bedroom except for the furniture.

She bypassed her grandparents' room and went straight into her own bedroom. She opened the jewelry box on her dressing table and carefully examined the jewelry inside.

A string of Hetian jade beads and a Hetian jade pendant; these two pieces of jade jewelry were left to me by my grandmother. She herself only had a gold necklace, two gold rings, and a pair of old mine jadeite bracelets.

Sighing softly, Wen Yuxia thought, "If I'd known I was going to time travel, why did I keep my money in the bank? I should have bought more gold, silver, and jade."

Opening the walk-in closet, Wen Yuxia began cleaning the clothes, shaking her head as she did so. In her previous life, she lived to be 27, but this body was only 7 years old. She couldn't wear them anymore; down jackets and cotton-padded coats had to be altered if she wanted to wear them.

Fortunately, the blankets on the bed and the few blankets stored in the closet could still be used after being covered with plain-colored duvet covers, and Wen Yuxia's mood improved again.

Two plates of fruit, apples and grapes, were on the coffee table in the living room. The TV showed no picture, so Wen Yuxia turned on the computer. There was no Wi-Fi connection, but the various files and movies stored inside were still there.

"Hehe, it's alright. I can watch movies to pass the time when I'm bored," Wen Yuxia moved the mouse and clicked the power button.

Stepping out of the living room, Wen Yuxia went into the courtyard. The front yard was about thirty square meters, with a jujube tree, a grape vine, and a set of cast iron table and chairs under the grape trellis.

Wen Yuxia was interested in the backyard, which had two acres of dry land. When her grandparents were alive, they had planned two planting areas there: one and a half acres for wheat and half an acre for vegetables.

Wheat ripens around the Mid-Autumn Festival, so the wheat in the backyard should be ripe by now. There's also the vegetable garden; Grandma grows most of the seasonal vegetables.

Having transmigrated to a desolate and unknown era, Wen Yuxia now takes great care of the crops in her backyard. Until she figures out a way to make money, that one and a half acres of wheat are very important to her.

The golden wheat fields, the ripe and plump grains—Wen Yuxia couldn't get enough of looking at them, so she simply drove a wheat harvester out of the garage.

She didn't want her grandparents to be harvesting wheat by hand in the fields at their age, so she spent over 2 yuan to buy a small self-propelled harvester that can harvest wheat, rice, corn, and rapeseed.

The operation is very simple. The front straightener straightens the wheat stalks and pushes them towards the rear harvesting platform for cutting... The broken wheat stalks are blown away, and the clean wheat grains are delivered to the grain bin.

The golden wheat lay on the drying mat, looking very pleasing. Wen Yuxia went to the vegetable garden with a smile in her eyes and gathered the lettuce, romaine lettuce, bitter melon, chives, spinach, and tomatoes into the storage room.

She glanced at the living room clock; she'd been in the space for an hour and a half. She quickly went to the kitchen, shaped the rice from the rice cooker into balls, placing one plate in the kitchen and one in the living room.

In the novel, the transmigrated woman's spatial dimension can preserve freshness. She wanted to try it out in her own house's several rooms to see which one could preserve freshness.

Before leaving the space, Wen Yuxia took a head of lettuce and also went to the backyard to pick two scallions and a sprig of cilantro.

Once outside the space, Wen Yuxia, wide awake, quietly got up and went to the kitchen to make breakfast.