Forced to marry a disabled man in the countryside? I'll repay you tenfold!

Su Wanqing chuckled, "Do you think I don't know whether my husband is capable or not? He was injured before, but I've already healed him. So, let's not talk about adoption anymore. I'm really pregnant, and I don't need to lie to you about this."

After saying that, she pulled Zhou Yanshen around, turned around, and left, slamming the door shut behind her.

Zhou Yanshen paused for a moment and followed, but he was still pondering the words, "Do I not know whether my lover is capable or not?" It seemed that Wanqing was satisfied with him in this aspect? Did that mean he was very capable?

Actually, he didn't know if he could do it. Back in the army, he'd only heard the old battalion commanders chatting about how tough military life was, and how some soldiers whose wives didn't come with them had to go without food. It was so rare for their wives to come and visit—

It's about who can do more in one night. Some say "one whole night" is the length of a training exercise, while others say "one whole night." So he hasn't reached that point yet; at most, he spent a whole day on the grasslands near Sayram Lake that one time...

So, he must be at least at an average level, right?

·

Inside the room, Huang Xiaoxiao jumped up: "She...she had no good intentions at all! She didn't say a word when we were talking about adoption, but only said this before leaving. She's clearly playing us for fools!"

Su Yaozu, his face dark, was about to chase after her when his uncle stopped him: "Alright! What's the point of chasing her! The adoption was originally just to get the gold out of her, and now that she's pregnant, she's even less likely to give you any money. The most important thing right now is to find your sister, hand her over to Hao Jianguo, and get your jobs back!"

Su Yaozu spat, "Luckily she ran fast! If she hadn't provided information about Su Lingshan, she wouldn't be leaving this room today!"

Meanwhile, in a hidden corner of the black market in Shenzhen.

Su Lingshan squatted behind the stall, counting a wad of crumpled banknotes in her hand. Her face was covered in dust, but her eyes shone brightly.

"Hmph, we can't get our hands on the treasures that Zhou Yanshen's mother hid, and we can't touch the things in Hao Jianguo's basement either... Luckily, we can still get our hands on the savings of that family of idiots." She muttered to herself, a cold smile curling at the corner of her lips.

Using the goods she stole from the Su family to exchange for money on the black market, she made connections in Shenzhen's black market, buying seafood from fishermen and trading rare items like electronic watches, nylon stockings, and lighters from smugglers. She bought low and sold high. Although she had to live a life of hiding, the money came quickly.

In just over a month, she has saved up nearly 10,000 yuan.

"Just wait, Su Wanqing, Hao Jianguo, and that whole family of vampires... none of them will escape." She carefully hid the money in her inner pocket, her eyes dark. "Once I've saved enough capital, once things calm down next year and I can do it openly... I'll go back and kill them."

She had already planned it all out: first, she would report Hao Jianguo, bring him down, and seize his illicit assets. She could never forgive that fat and vicious man, Hao Jianguo, for what he had done to her!

And it's all Su Wanqing's fault! If Su Wanqing hadn't stolen her space, she would have already used it to steal these things from his basement.

After dealing with Hao Jianguo, she'll deal with Su Wanqing slowly. She'll never let this woman go. Besides, so what if Su Wanqing knows the original plot?

"As long as I find the true form of her space—the real Rubik's Cube—steal it, and re-bind it with blood, the space will still be mine!"

"Su Wanqing, the Rubik's Cube will stay with you for a few months. Once I find someone to tie you up, I'll search it inch by inch. I refuse to believe I can't find it!"

"Su Wanqing, you think you can rest easy now that you have a spatial ability? You probably don't understand how big a flaw I left in this cheat code!"

When she was writing the story, in order to prevent the female protagonist from having too much of a cheat ability, she set up a fatal flaw in the Rubik's Cube space!

The drawback is that the spatial entity must be carried at all times. Once it is taken away by someone else and re-bonded with blood, it will change hands. At that time, all the supplies, spiritual springs, treasures, etc. that Su Wanqing painstakingly accumulated will become her doomed possessions.

Unlike those brainless villains who simply hire one or two thugs, she wouldn't. She would hire a dozen or twenty people to ambush Su Wanqing on her daily route, completely subdue her, and find the Rubik's Cube.

The Rubik's Cube Space is destined to return to its true owner!

……

Around four o'clock the next morning, Su Wanqing quietly got up, disguised herself briefly, and went to a large river with abundant water on the outskirts of Bincheng. She dipped her hand into the water, and with a slight thought—the space quietly began to operate, and the river water gurgled in, absorbing more than three million cubic meters in the blink of an eye, just enough to bring the space's water storage capacity to over ten million cubic meters. At that time, the spiritual spring's storage capacity would also be even more considerable.

After doing all that, she turned to the black market in Bincheng.

Compared to when I visited a few months ago, the area is significantly larger and the atmosphere is much more relaxed. The vendors are no longer hiding, and it has become a semi-public morning market. Not only are all kinds of goods on display, but even food stalls have been set up. The sizzling sound of fried dough sticks, the sweet aroma of soy milk, and the steaming heat of freshly steamed buns... all blend together to create a lively and bustling scene.

Su Wanqing carried a large basket on her back and moved briskly through the crowd. She came this time purely to spend money—but not with cash, but with the mountain of fried meatballs in her space, weighing over nine thousand kilograms. Near the Xinjiang production and construction corps, she dared not spend so much, for fear of attracting attention.

But in this coastal city thousands of miles away, after exchanging goods and leaving, all that remains is the legend of "trading goods with mysterious meatballs".

She walked up to a stall selling floral cotton fabric, run by a middle-aged woman. Su Wanqing asked directly, "Sister, can I trade you some fried meatballs for the fabric? The meatballs smell delicious, please try some." She then handed one over.

The woman took a bite with some skepticism, then her eyes lit up. The meatballs were crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, bursting with meaty flavor—even better than those from state-run restaurants! She quickly calculated in her mind and said, "This cloth is thick twill cotton; one foot is worth four ounces of meatballs. Your meatballs are really good quality; how about this price?"

Su Wanqing nodded and readily took out six catties of meatballs wrapped in oiled paper from her basket. The woman happily took them and deftly tore off a full nine feet of cloth, handing it to her.

Next, she went to the grain section.

The grain sellers here are mostly large-scale farmers or those with connections; they're not very interested in small, scattered meatballs. Su Wanqing didn't hesitate and simply paid: Northeast rice, high-gluten flour, millet, red-skinned peanuts, mung beans, and soybeans. The deal was quickly settled, and payment was made.

Although she had plenty of food, she still couldn't resist buying more when she saw it for sale.

After buying her things, she saw a dried goods stall next door, and her eyes lit up again.