Zhou Qiao was an utterly ordinary modern-day office worker. All it took was a nap at work for her to transmigrate into the body of a peasant girl who had run away from her wedding.
The original owner was a real piece of work. On her wedding night, she eloped with a man, stole all the groom's family's silver, and then her faithless lover pushed her off their carriage and fled halfway through the journey...
This... wasn't how transmigration was supposed to go! She didn't know what dynasty she was in, and she didn't have the golden finger every transmigrated heroine seemed to get. She couldn't farm, didn't have the brains to go into business, and her cooking was... passable.
Luckily, her mother-in-law and the rest of the family were kind and genuinely good to her.
But Zhou Qiao glanced at the table, where five fingers were more than enough to count the grains in their porridge... After several days of choking down wild greens, she clutched her stomach, which was nearly touching her backbone, and thought, No way. So what if I have to farm? I'll do it! So what if I have to forage for wild greens? I'll go!
She refused to believe that a young woman from the 21st century could starve to death in this little farming village!
And... this quiet, delicate-looking man with a sickly, clingy streak was actually her husband?
Fine! One less person wouldn't leave her full, and one more wouldn't starve her, so she might as well take care of him too.
