Unlimited Resources: Raising a Minister with a Pocket Supermarket

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

The breeze was not dry, and the sun was shining brightly.

During the May holiday, her parents went out together, leaving Yu Xiaolian alone in the supermarket.

Her family’s supermarket was located in town and was the largest supermarket in their town. The two-story building in the backyard of the supermarket was her home.

In her mother’s words, her family might not be the richest family in town, but they were close.

They just had to work harder for a few more years.

Other than the busy days, there were not many people at the supermarket.

It wasn’t easy for her to take legal leave, but she had to help her parents look after the supermarket. Yu Xiaolian wasn’t happy at all.

Will the two of you really be happy going on a holiday? Won’t your conscience hurt?

There were very few customers at noon perhaps because the weather was too hot.

She opened a bag of potato chips. As she ate, she idly read a novel on her phone software.

“Yu Xiaolian… Yu Xiaolian…”

She was engrossed in reading when she suddenly heard a distant and empty call.

“Hey, who’s calling me?”

Yu Xiaolian stood up with the chips in her hand and craned her neck towards the entrance of the shop. She took a look and muttered to herself, “There’s no one here either!”

She was about to sit back down and continue reading her novel, but she felt very dizzy and her eyes were a little blurry. She almost couldn’t stand anymore. “Oh no, is my hypoglycemia acting up again…”

Just as she was about to find a piece of fruit candy on the shelf to eat, she felt her legs go soft and she fell to the ground.

“Alright, alright, I’ve called the soul back for you.”

“That’s great. Thank you, Auntie Hao. Will my Xiaolian be alright?”

“Now that her fever has subsided and her breathing is normal, she should be able to wake up in a while. Erm… we’re all from the same village. It’s quite difficult for you guys. Just give me fifteen copper coins. You know that if people from other villages look for me, they won’t bargain for thirty copper coins.”

In a daze, Yu Xiaolian heard someone saying something strange. She wanted to open her eyes, but she felt her eyelids heavy and fell asleep again.

When she woke up again, she was woken up by a commotion.

“It’s fine if this little unlucky star dies, but you actually spent money to treat her. If you have so much money that you can’t spend it all, why don’t you be filial to me?”

“Mother, Xiaolian is still my daughter. She has a high fever. I can’t just watch her die, right?”

“Yu Changhe, your son died a long time ago. This wretched girl was picked up by you. She’s not your biological daughter. Can you figure it out? I’m your biological mother. That jinx was picked up!” Old Madam Yu pointed at her second son with an angry expression.

Seeing that Yu Changhe had lowered his head in silence, she continued, “It’s not that Mother doesn’t like her, but how can there be a child who won’t freeze to death after staying in the snow for an entire night in the middle of winter?

Her eyes are gray. She’s different from us normal people. She’s a vixen. Why don’t you listen to me?”

Yu Xiaolian frowned. Hearing the noise outside the house, she felt a sense of unfamiliarity.

She lowered her head and looked at herself. Her hands, feet, and entire body were small. In a panic, she touched her entire body.

How did she become so small?

She was still wearing clothes that were washed white and filled with patches.

Had she transmigrated?

Otherwise, why would she become a child and be in this dilapidated house?

This was the only explanation.

Yu Xiaolian stood up from the bed and walked around, looking around the room.

There was black dust hanging on the thatched roof, and the walls were made of mud. One could clearly see the yellow grass on the walls. Other than a simple carved cabinet and bed, there were two large wooden boxes on the ground.

On top of the wooden box was a small basket made of bamboo. There were some wild fruits inside. The soil had been swept clean, and there was a little water sprinkled on it.

The blankets on the bed were stacked neatly at the corner of the bed. The bamboo mat was also extremely clean. There were a few places that were torn and sewn together by a few pieces of cloth. It could be seen that the mistress of the house was an extremely clean person.

Yu Xiaolian glanced at the ground. There was a pair of small cloth shoes with a hole in them, but they had been patched up.

This must be the original owner’s shoes!

The commotion outside didn’t stop. Yu Xiaolian planned to go out and take a look.

As soon as she put on the shoes, it was as if a floodgate of memories had opened. The original owner’s memories surged like a flood.

Yu Xiaolian held the edge of the brick bed and digested it in the room.

When she received all the memories of the original owner, she was dumbfounded.

She was actually in a book. She even entered the novel she was reading just now.

This Host was also called Yu Xiaolian like her, but this Yu Xiaolian was a cannon fodder supporting actress in the book!

Oh my god, how did she somehow transmigrate?

She wondered how her modern body was doing and if it was still around.

Suddenly, she remembered the voice calling a soul last night. She vaguely remembered that it was the witch called Auntie Hao who brought her to this world.

No, she had to find that witch and ask her to think of a way to send her back.

Yu Xiaolian pushed open the door and came out. The noise outside suddenly stopped.

Several pairs of eyes stared at her. She swallowed her saliva and said, “Can I look for Granny Hao?”

Old Madam Yu glared at her and said angrily, “Why? Isn’t fifteen copper coins enough? Do you still want to send her some more money?”

Granny Hao was usually not very capable, so Old Madam Yu did not stop her from performing the ritual for Yu Xiaolian yesterday. In any case, she would not pay if she could not save her.

What she didn’t expect was that this useless Granny Hao really saved the dying Yu Xiaolian.

How strange.

Although Yu Xiaolian was the soul of the twenty-first century, she had always been a quiet girl and had never fought with anyone else.

At this moment, Old Madam Yu was looking at her so fiercely that she couldn’t help but feel timid. “I just want to… thank her.”

She couldn’t possibly say in front of Old Madam Yu that she wanted that witch to send her back to the modern world.

Old Madam Yu rolled her eyes. “If you want to thank someone, thank your father. With your illness, he hired a doctor and a witch. He also owes a lot of money. He can’t live like this anymore.”

Yu Xiaolian looked at Yu Changhe, who was leaning on a wooden stick and had a crippled leg. She steeled her heart and said, “Father… thank you.”

Yu Changhe nodded slightly, then looked at his wife, Madam Sun. “Bring Xiaolian back to her room.”

Madam Sun brought Yu Xiaolian back to the room, and the noise outside began again.

Yu Xiaolian listened carefully.

Madam Sun had also heard Old Madam Yu mention the separation. She glanced at Yu Xiaolian and said, “Don’t go out. Mother will go out and take a look.”

Yu Xiaolian nodded.

After Madam Sun left, Yu Xiaolian immediately pressed her ear to the window.

It was uncertain if she could go back. Since she was here for a day, she had to understand the actual situation.

As long as one remains a monk, one rings the bell.

“Ever since you became lame and couldn’t go to town to earn money, our family lost an income source. The dozen mu of land at home is all maintained by your father and brother.

“Your brother hasn’t married yet. The Qi family’s girl who went on a blind date with your brother said that if you want her to marry over, your family of three will have to split up and go there.

I originally wanted to discuss it with her family again, but you caused so much crop failure yesterday. I can’t care about you anymore.”

Seeing that Yu Changhe was silent, Old Madam Yu continued, “Your father and your brother discussed this matter last night. They all agreed to split up the family. However, you can’t have your share of the land. You can plant the land in the southwest corner.”