I Took My Pocket Dimension to the Farm, and the Rugged Man Spoiled Me Rotten

Song Nanyan not only transmigrates, but is also tricked into marrying a sickly husband who is both lame and poor. Her husband is lame? No problem, she can activate the medical function. Her husband is dirt poor? Nothing to worry about, she has a supply exchange. Just as Song Nanyan leads her big family to prosperity and a comfortable life, a bunch of jealous busybodies suddenly show up. Her original body’s paternal grandmother: “You’re defying the natural order. Heaven will punish you!” Song Nanyan: “Go ahead, then. Let’s see you get Heaven to punish me.” Her original body’s uncle and aunt: “You’re selfish and heartless. Even the dogs have eaten your conscience!” Song Nanyan: “Exactly, exactly. You’re the ones who ate my conscience.” Her original body’s paternal aunt: “Your husband is wonderful in every way. I’ll be the first wife, and you can be the concubine.” Song Nanyan: “You’re not pretty, but you sure have pretty big dreams. Here’s a word of advice: get lost.”