An Ning was completely unaware of what Jiang Xia was thinking. Right now, she was juggling three tasks at once.
Working, designing a backpack, and attempting to communicate with her spiritual power.
The first two were no problem, but communicating with her spiritual power wasn't working. It seemed it was only effective when she was doing farm work.
An Ning didn't feel any regret. Even though it wasn't working, the job she was doing now was also very important. If it really didn't rain, the irrigation ditch would play a crucial role during a drought.
Thinking of this, An Ning couldn't help but think about Miao Xiaohua. Her original plan had been to wait until her spiritual power was fully restored to its peak, then forcibly erase the excess spiritual power from Miao Xiaohua.
But now, she had a different idea. She wanted to get some information first, and then decide what to do.
