Modern office worker Lin Xi had finally scraped together a small fortune. Just as she said goodbye to the 996 work schedule and prepared to lie flat and enjoy life, she closed her eyes and opened them again...
It was over! She had become Su Xiaocao, a poor little girl sold by her parents for five taels of silver during a drought in another world!
From the start, all she had was a torn straw mat, and her memories were filled with hunger.
She thought she was about to enter hell mode, but the hunter's family who bought her turned out to be wonderfully unusual...
Her frail mother-in-law spoke gently: "Good girl, you're home."
Her lively sister-in-law gazed at her with shining eyes: "Sister-in-law, you're so pretty!"
As for her stone-faced, fearsome husband, Lu Chen... Well, his looks were out of this world, but his presence was icy. He was like a walking refrigerator.
What was there to fear? Lin Xi touched the pocket dimension with its spirit spring at her heart, and instantly sprang to life!
Her mother-in-law was gravely ill? No problem! A secret sip of spirit spring water, and she was full of life again!
The family was out of food? Easy! Follow the "refrigerator" into the mountains for a stroll, and wild rabbits and pheasants would line up to run into tree stumps! (Ever heard of lucky koi constitution?)
Craving vegetables? Not a blade of grass grew in the drought? One drop of spirit spring water, and the rundown yard became a high-yield farm, with fruits and vegetables growing like mad!
Before long, the dilapidated shack had become a workshop, and coarse rice had been traded for fine flour. Her awful relatives couldn't sit still and came around with snide remarks...
Lin Xi pointed behind her: "Husband, close the door and sic Ah Huang on them!"
The stone-faced hunter stepped forward, radiating menace. "Who gave you the nerve to cause trouble at the Lu family home?"
Before his fists even fell, the petty troublemakers had fled in terror.
Everyone was stunned. Wasn't she supposed to be the little wife they'd bought? She was clearly the Lu family's beloved goddess of fortune!
Lu Chen fixed his gaze on his busy little wife, swept her into his arms, and spoke in a low, heated voice:
"Xi'er, my life belongs to you..."
Oh my God, this little grass is very tired of trying to protect its own space from the Orion. The key is that the Orion is too smart. The author described this spatial spiritual spring in such a way that it was so intoxicating and so reborn that I wanted to take a sip. . . The author's writing style is very delicate. I suspect that the author has a vocabulary of adjectives. My knowledge has improved and I have learned many adjectives that I have never heard of before! 👍