"Really?" Li Xiaobao was skeptical of Zhang Ling's words.
"What else did you think, hmph, let me tell you, Li Xiaobao, don't even dream of marrying me," Zhang Ling said indignantly as she looked at Li Xiaobao, continuing, "Unless..."
"Unless what?" Li Xiaobao perked up immediately, thinking that since Zhang Ling was willing to say this, he must stand a chance.
"Unless you can make everyone in the village wealthy, with each family earning at least one hundred thousand. Of course, the premise is you have to get rich first. Two conditions, and if you can't do it, don't even think about it," Zhang Ling declared, glaring fiercely at Li Xiaobao before turning and heading towards the field with her basket.
"Sure, no problem, Zhang Ling, you just wait to marry me," Li Xiaobao said with a snicker as he watched her graceful retreating figure.
Upon hearing Li Xiaobao's words, Zhang Ling, who was walking ahead with her basket, nearly stumbled and fell. She had thought by setting a threshold, Li Xiaobao would back off, but instead, he agreed without hesitation.
"Hehe, it's a deal," Li Xiaobao snickered as he followed the halted Zhang Ling.
"Are you sure that's not a problem?" Zhang Ling asked, incredulously looking at Li Xiaobao.
"No problem, to marry you, there's not a single issue," Li Xiaobao declared confidently, pounding his chest, grateful for his Five Elemental Space.
The Five Elemental Space was now Li Xiaobao's greatest security.
"Actually, Xiaobao, I feel that we are not quite compatible, I'm just..." Zhang Ling hesitated to speak, slowly lowering her head.
"No worries, rest assured, you don't have to feel like you're not good enough for me," Li Xiaobao thought she was just shy and responded generously.
"Li Xiaobao, you jerk, fine, since you said that, let's stick to what we agreed before, but let's add a deadline, one year. During this year, you're not allowed to touch me, and if you can't do it after a year, just give up," Zhang Ling said coldly, then walked away, ignoring Li Xiaobao towards her own family's land.
"Okay, no problem, actually, a year won't even be necessary," Li Xiaobao thought to himself that with the rate he was selling fish, becoming wealthy wouldn't take a year.
However, to Zhang Ling's ears, Li Xiaobao's words sounded like bragging.
Li Xiaobao then went to his family's field and saw Zhou Cuihua standing there, looking dazed.
"Sister-in-law, what's the matter?" Li Xiaobao knew that Zhou Cuihua would usually be weeding in the field at this time, so why was she standing there today, lost in thought?
"Xiaobao, come here and look," Zhou Cuihua said, waving him over as soon as she saw him.
"What is it, sister-in-law?" Seeing the surprised look on Zhou Cuihua's face, Li Xiaobao became even more puzzled and walked over to her.
"Xiaobao, it's strange, look, it seems like all the weeds in our field have disappeared," Zhou Cuihua said, pointing at the field.
"Really?" Upon hearing Zhou Cuihua's words, Li Xiaobao noticed for the first time that not only were the rice plants in his field nearly a head taller than others', but there really were no weeds left.
Previously, the fact that his family's rice grew better than others didn't strike Li Xiaobao as anything special, given that he had watered them with Five Elemental Water Qi, but he hadn't expected the field to be absent of weeds.
"It's fine, sister-in-law, it's normal. Maybe the heavens see how hard you work every day and don't want you to get too tired," Li Xiaobao said, chuckling at Zhou Cuihua.
"You..." Zhou Cuihua feigned anger and rolled her eyes at him, but she felt quite delighted inside.
"Everyone, come look."
"Xiaobao's family's crops."
"Yeah, what exactly is going on?"
At this moment, the surrounding people also noticed the abnormal growth of the crops in Li Xiaobao's family's field. They had observed earlier that the crops in Li Xiaobao's field were growing better than their own, but who would have thought that in just a few days, they would grow to be taller than theirs by a head?
If this continues, won't they mature a whole month earlier than ours?
"Xiaobao, how come the crops in your field are growing so well?"
"Yeah, Xiaobao, do you have some kind of secret technique?"
The people around spoke to Li Xiaobao and Zhou Cuihua with smiles on their faces.
"Not at all, you all know I can't farm. It's all my sister-in-law who's busy. If there's a secret technique, you have to ask my sister-in-law," Li Xiaobao said with a hey-hey laugh, slowly approaching Zhang Ling's house's field, because he saw Zhang Shan, Zhang Ling's dad, standing at the edge of the field looking worried.
"Zhang family's wife, tell us, how exactly do you plant your fields? Why is it that even though we planted at the same time, I've already watered twice, and you haven't watered at all, yet your rice plants ended up taller than ours in the end?"
Third Elder Zhao, carrying a hoe, looked at Zhou Cuihua with great confusion and asked.
"You really might have to ask Xiaobao about that," Zhou Cuihua, who didn't know how to lie, suddenly remembered the incident when Li Xiaobao fainted at the edge of the field, and couldn't help looking towards him.
"Xiaobao, don't slip away, hurry up and tell your Uncle Zhao what exactly is going on?"
Seeing Li Xiaobao about to head towards Zhang Ling's field, Third Elder Zhao directly blocked his path with a hoe.
"Ah, Uncle Zhao, even if I told you, you wouldn't understand. We're using high technology for farming now," Li Xiaobao said to Third Elder Zhao, looking as if he was keeping a heaven's secret.
"High technology? How high?" Third Elder Zhao became even more baffled when he heard Li Xiaobao say this. High technology for farming now?
"How high? Well, you can't reach it—it's as high as that mountain over there," Li Xiaobao said, pointing to a distant mountain.
"How high is that?" Third Elder Zhao, who looked at the mountain and then turned back, found that Li Xiaobao had already run off, heading towards Zhang Ling's dad.
"No seriousness at all!" Zhou Cuihua, listening to Li Xiaobao and Third Elder Zhao's conversation, couldn't help but laugh softly; she knew Li Xiaobao was teasing Third Elder Zhao.
"Uncle Zhang, you're here too," Li Xiaobao said to Zhang Shan with a chuckle.
"Oh, it's Xiaobao!" Zhang Shan nodded gently at Li Xiaobao and said, "This drought, looks like we're going to have to carry water to irrigate the fields."
Hearing Zhang Shan's words, Li Xiaobao perked up and said, "Actually, Uncle Zhang, you don't need to. The drought is just for these couple of days; it's not a big problem."
"Just a couple of days? What if the rice in the field wilts and dies? You think it's like your field where you don't need to water, and the crops still grow better than everyone else's?" Zhang Shan shook his head helplessly.
"Lingling, go back and tell your mom that the three of us will come and carry water for irrigation this afternoon," Zhang Shan said, shaking his head helplessly as he looked at Zhang Ling standing in the field.
"Hey, wait!" Hearing that Zhang Ling would have to carry water for irrigation, Li Xiaobao suddenly became anxious, blocking Zhang Shan's path and saying, "Uncle Zhang, really, there's no need. Just listen to me, come and look again tomorrow. If it still doesn't work, then it's not too late to water then."
Looking at Li Xiaobao, Zhang Shan simply smiled and said, "Xiaobao, I know you don't want Lingling to do fieldwork, but there's no helping it."
"Uncle Zhang, listen to me, I guarantee that the crops in your field will grow as well as those in our field," Li Xiaobao said earnestly.