After Marrying a Farmer, I Built a Fortune and Had His Babies

I’m a 25-year-old all-around blogger. I can do makeup, cook, and raise pigs and chickens.

The only problem is that my eyesight isn’t great. I mistook a petty villain for family, and in the end, they killed me.

After I died, I somehow ended up in an unknown dynasty and married a burly farmer. But this man was no ordinary farmer: he was handsome, could hunt, forge iron, and fish.

Luckily, I’m no slouch either. I can cook, do makeup, raise pigs, and feed ducks.

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to actual people or events is purely coincidental.