No Fear of Famine, I Have Game Supplies

After waking up as Zhang Hao, a farm girl from Zhangjia Village whose father was dead and whose mother had remarried, she nearly burst into tears. She was an orphan with a dimwitted aunt to look after, too. Luckily, she still had her golden finger: the game she used to play was still there. No food? There was plenty in the game. Fleeing famine? No need to worry, her dimwitted aunt’s combat stats were off the charts. Wait, what is going on here?! The first time, her dimwitted aunt brought home a wailing baby. “Cute! Keep it!” The second time, her dimwitted aunt dragged home a man whose face was hidden beneath mud and blood. “Handsome! Keep him!” The third time, her dimwitted aunt pointed at someone by the roadside, barely breathing and on the verge of death. “Keep him!” Zhang Hao: “@#￥%@#%@%”