Smoke from Cooking Fires and Fragrance of Books at the Entrance of the Village

[No golden finger + no time travel + no system] [Ancient times + Market] [Secret love + Shuang Jie] [Cake stall girl Lin Xiaoya + green-shirted scholar Li Wenshu] My fingers are covered with spring water, but I want to climb and break the Toad Palace Gui? Lin Xiaoya is the best kneader in Xinghua Village, but she has the most unconventional "lady's dream." She envied the delicate hands of the young lady in the carriage, and secretly glanced at Li Wenwen, a handsome and taciturn scholar in blue shirt, but she only dared to put her thoughts into the dough. Fate did not grant her any romance, her mother fell ill, and her burden suddenly dropped. Faced with the ridicule of others and the hardships of life, she could only grit her teeth and fight against fate with brute force. After failing again and again, and starting over again, in front of the cake stall, she lost her fantasy and tempered her perseverance. Her transformation attracted the figure that she had never dared to reach. Li Wenwen saw the beauty and stubbornness under her rough hands, and with humility and wisdom, he broke through the worldly prejudices for her. This is not a fairy tale about a talented man and a beautiful woman, but about two ordinary people perfecting each other in the world. She is the human fireworks beyond his ideal, and he is the poetic distant place in her careful calculation. From black hair to white hair, from the entrance of the village to the end of the world, I finally understood: The warmest place is still the hands that are always clasped when the smoke rises, and the page of the book that is read together under the lamp. The sky that the business woman breaks out with her hands, the sincerity that the poor scholar keeps with his pen and ink.​ The most beautiful scenery in the world is the years when fireworks and books flow side by side.