"Well—I know!"
Qin Huairu looked at Xiao with adoration. Her man was so confident, domineering, and powerful that she was intoxicated.
"Go to sleep. All you need to do now is take good care of yourself," Xiao whispered, turning to hug her.
…
The next day, Xiao washed up, dressed, and after lunch put on his coat.
Looking at the schedule, he saw that today's activity was fishing. Grabbing his fishing rod, he set off down the street.
The current year in the Siheyuan world was 1956.
By this time, everything in the China had become more stable, and the country was growing wealthier. Life for the people of Forty-Nine City was peaceful and content.
After meals, the streets were lively. Some forms of entertainment from the previous century had returned—last year even saw the reopening of the National Theater. Those with money could enjoy performances once again.
Xiao, who had spent long periods studying and staying at home, decided to go out and revisit the old streets of Beijing. He got to know many colleagues from wealthy families who enjoyed leisurely pursuits: playing chess, walking birds, chatting about fishing, drinking, and dining at restaurants.
Naturally, the brothers-in-law who had come after hearing the news were also present. Thanks to the family connections—an elder sister married to Xiao—they were supported with funds and delighted to be involved.
The China had no shortage of people eager to curry favor with Xiao. If someone wanted to, they could line up from the Forbidden City all the way to Zhengyang Gate.
Groups gathered simply to enjoy themselves, without revealing identities or intentions. Once identities were exposed, all the fun would vanish.
…
After an afternoon of fishing, Xiao carried a herring weighing three kilograms with satisfaction.
Under the influence of some unknown force, he accidentally lost his way, returning home only after nightfall.
He sighed. Truly, he was worthy of mastering the rules of [Fishing] and [Direction]. The bigger the fish caught, the worse one's sense of direction—an unbreakable law of conservation.
He casually tossed the fish into the lotus pond, then stepped through the hanging flower door, walked down the corridor, and reached the second room in the backyard.
Without knocking, he opened the door. The second room had already prepared a meal, awaiting his arrival.
His second wife, Xi Hanmei, had originally been a wealthy girl. Before the founding of the People's Republic of China, her father's generation had unwaveringly supported the China's revolutionary movement, even at the cost of their family fortune.
Relying on her parents' guidance and her own abilities, Xi Hanmei naturally became a prominent figure. Later, her beauty caught the attention of the Xiao family, and she was brought in as Xiao's second wife, gaining access to his bloodline.
Xi Hanmei's appearance was exquisite: cold white skin, a gentle personality, and long, straight black hair cascading to her waist. Her hair rippled slightly in the evening breeze, like waves across the night sky. Her skin, pale and radiant among the dark strands, shone like stars, exuding the grace of a mature woman. Truly, she was beautiful.
Three years had passed since Xi Hanmei married into the Xiao family, yet her appearance remained unchanged. Even her initial resistance had gradually faded under Xiao's influence, and she had come to accept her identity as a Xiao wife and concubine.
Though they understood each other's positions, Xiao had never embarrassed her. Instead, he treated her like family.
During the meal, their conversation flowed easily—from anecdotes and trivial household matters to national events, laughter never ceased.
After finishing, Xi Hanmei instructed the maid to clear the dishes. A glimmer of anticipation shone in her eyes as she asked, "Master, will you be resting here tonight?"
"Of course. I'll be staying in the second room these days!" Xiao replied, wiping his mouth and settling onto the sofa.
"Then I'll prepare hot water!" Xi Hanmei quickly excused herself and went to the bathroom.
…
In the following days, Xiao stayed in the second room. The rotation of attention to each wife was slow, so he planned to address matters one at a time until the sowing was complete.
Perhaps due to the constant planting activity, Xiao soon felt his bloodline's pulse again.
Just minutes later, Xi Hanmei received the inherited memory. Her confused eyes widened, and she stared at Xiao in disbelief.
"Have you felt the power of the Dimension Farm?!"
A proud smile appeared on Xiao's face.
"Master, did you share your power with me?"
Xi Hanmei's eyes shone. She understood everything after receiving the inherited memory, yet, like Qin Huairu, she struggled to believe it. She had only heard that children could inherit their father's power—not wives.
"Ah~ The gates of the Dimension Farm are relatively open. Isn't that exactly what they're meant for?!" Xiao explained.
The inheritance of the Dimension Farm had no barriers. Anyone with his bloodline could access it, even if borrowed. The more people who used it, the faster it expanded and the more powerful it became.
Other inheritances were different—they depended on personal effort, continuing to bear children of certain zodiac signs, or performing blood transfusions to purify the bloodline further… Xiao guessed.
"Thank you. I must thank the organization for this effort!" Xi Hanmei's joy could no longer be contained. As someone sent with orders, she knew how precious Xiao's abilities were and the advantages she would gain from them.
"You don't need to thank me. I should thank you. This is the power the child gives you. Through the exchange of blood, you're qualified to receive my power. You are the hero of the Xiao family—you've given me a child!"
Xiao gently stroked a strand of her long hair.
"Master!" Xi Hanmei's composed expression broke. She was so moved she nearly cried, silently vowing to strive for more benefits for her husband.
"Don't be too moved. Raising a descendant of divine blood is not easy, especially for mortals like you," Xiao said, raising his index finger to her lips. Now that he had decided, he spoke directly. No matter what Xi Hanmei asked, he would know and provide.
"I understand. Whatever my husband needs, I will do my best to apply to the higher authorities!" Xi Hanmei agreed immediately. Since Xiao had shown sincerity, she would never wrong him.
⭐ Enjoying the story?You can read ahead and support the translations by joining my Patreon!Your support helps me update faster and take on more projects.Thank you for reading!
Read up to 50 chapters ahead!
patreon.com/AminaSims
PS: Even if you don't intend to pay for advance chapters you can join as a free member to get access to updates and any news on current and future translations (Please join guys I really enjoy seeing those numbers go up.)🙏