After I Was Cast Aside, I Married the Top Scholar and Had a Houseful of Children and Grandchildren

Just after Yang Shaohua got out of a psychiatric hospital, she was struck by lightning and sent back to ancient times, where she became a peasant woman suffering domestic abuse. Her original self had been married for three years without having a child, and was cursed as a barren hen. Her husband, a scholar, was an honest man in public but beat her mercilessly at home. She never resisted, happily serving his family and even taking pleasure in it. Yang Shaohua thought her predecessor had been a real doormat. She slapped her abusive husband so hard he yelped, then took up a cattle whip and whipped her in-laws into shape. The villagers called her a fierce shrew, so she chased them for three miles with a knife. Later, a rich young lady took a fancy to her abusive husband and wanted him to divorce his wife and marry her instead. Yang Shaohua seized the opportunity to sell the scoundrel for a good price, cleared out her in-laws' home, and made a fortune in business. Her birth family came knocking after hearing how much money she had made. They said no one would marry her because she couldn't have children, and that without children to see her off when she died, she should leave all her property to her nephews so someone would be there to smash the funeral bowl. Yang Shaohua let out a cold laugh. “Would someone smashing a bowl bring me back to life?” While she was busy whipping her birth family into shape and making more money, the poor scholar she had once saved transformed into the new top scorer in the imperial exams. He arrived on a tall horse in a grand bridal procession, ready to marry her. Ten miles of wedding finery, a phoenix crown and red robes, a proper wedding with matchmakers: what a spectacle! Everyone said the top scholar must be blind to marry a fierce woman who couldn't have children, and that he was doomed to have no descendants. Unexpectedly, a few years later, Yang Shaohua bore him two sons and two daughters, and he earned her the title of First Rank Lady. Late at night, the top scholar would gaze at her affectionately and coo, “My dear, actually, I've had a secret crush on you for ages.” Meanwhile, her scoundrel of an ex-husband still had no children and was thrown out by the rich young lady. As it turned out, the one who couldn't have children was