The Farm Girl's Good Fortune: Her Husband Is Busy Winning Her Back

[Transmigration + farming + food + getting rich]

The moment I arrive, I'm thrown out of the house, with two younger sisters, both seven or eight years old, in tow.

How are we supposed to live like this? There's no food or drink. We're going to starve to death!

With a single thought, a loaf of bread appears in my hand.

Looks like we'll be just fine after all.