A Thousand Years of Joy

[Farming + Crushing the Worst Scum + Supernatural + Countryside Scenery + …]

The thing He Qianxi regrets most, and can’t accept: she died with money still in the bank, and has no idea who got to enjoy it.

The most miserable thing: she opens her eyes to a ramshackle hut. Her father is lame, her mother is an ugly woman with a disfigured face, and the three of them survive by begging.

The most horrifying thing: a whole pack of awful relatives are watching her like hawks, always looking for a chance to sell her into a brothel.

He Qianxi angrily draws her knife: “You little bastards! I’m going to…” Huh? Why did they keel over…?

[This is a strong female lead story, and the male lead doesn’t have much of a presence. If that bothers you, please move along. Writing isn’t easy, so please don’t leave harsh comments if it’s not your cup of tea. Thanks to everyone who’s stopped by. Wishing you all a happy New Year, smooth sailing, and good fortune!]