Who Says I Can't Be a Shrew?

I transmigrated, so why did everyone else become a well-dressed young lady living in luxury while I ended up as a peasant woman whose husband is dead? What do you mean I was brought into the family as a bride to bring him good luck, and he died on our wedding day? My mother-in-law is a vicious woman who can’t stand the sight of me, and beats and curses me at every turn. My relatives and neighbors are even worse. They’re actually trying to make me my brother-in-law’s concubine! My sister-in-law comes over to eat or take things. They clearly despise me and sent me away to live in a thatched hut, yet they still want to take my things, claiming I owe their family. They say that since they married me in exchange for a measure of millet, they have the right to bully me for the rest of my life.

What? I’m not the meek daughter-in-law you’re used to. I’m not putting up with your nonsense. I’m a skilled martial artist, I have a miraculous pocket dimension, and I’ve got the System’s power behind me. I’ll turn the tables on my mother-in-law. If I can’t beat her, I’ll just fight her! My sister-in-law won’t get off easy, either. You still want to make me a concubine? Look at your bruised and swollen face, little brother-in-law. Do you still dare?

Hahaha! Look at that vast stretch of land behind the thatched hut. Isn’t it a perfect place? With a spiritual spring to protect me, I’ll clear the land and plant trees. Red walls and green tiles, and a life of pure comfort. Just as I’m enjoying myself, my husband turns out not to be dead after all. Someone rescued him, and he’s become a general.

“Madam General, the general requests your presence.”

“I’m not going. I have mountains, water, and money here. You can come farm with me if you want me to go.”

A hint of cunning glinted in his phoenix eyes as the corners of his mouth lifted. “Of course, my wife. I’ll do whatever you say.”