The Blacksmith's Girl Next Door

(Reborn in the womb + food + girl pursues boy + easygoing daily life + adorable kids + life among the common folk + farming and business)

The blacksmith next door was tall and muscular, with a fierce face that made him look unapproachable. Thinking of her ill-intentioned relatives and her young brother, A Fu figured that if she could marry this man, she wouldn’t have to worry about them stealing the family fortune. Once she’d made up her mind, all A Fu could think about each day was how to win over the blacksmith next door.

A Fu waited until the middle of the night, and finally heard some movement next door. She hurried to get out the food, climbed onto a ladder, and was about to call out when the words caught in her throat. In the small courtyard, under the moonlight, stood a tall, broad-shouldered man. His shirt was off, revealing well-defined, wheat-colored muscles that looked strong and rugged.

Is this what they call a rough-and-tumble man in novels from my previous life? The thought suddenly popped into A Fu’s head.

“Had your fill?”

Lu Mang saw her leaning over the wall. He hadn’t wanted to say anything, afraid she might be startled and fall, but she just kept staring without moving, so he had to warn her.

Only then did A Fu notice the dipper in the man’s hand and the bucket of water beside him. He was bare-chested because he was about to wash up.

“Ah, s-sorry. I’ll climb down now. Go ahead and wash up.”