[Border life + wood talent + beast control + pet husband + protection + land reclamation + sweet pet + strong couple + control group]
Su Nianqing, a doctor of modern agriculture, once traveled through time and became the daughter of an exiled criminal official in Bailangguan, the northern border of the Yan Dynasty.
Starting point: a bitter cold wasteland at minus 30 degrees Celsius, a dilapidated earth house with air leakage from all sides, half a bag of moldy coarse grains, and a piece of imperial edict - a marriage grant to Huo Beichen, the general of the northern town.
The whole camp knew that General Zhenbei was an iceberg evil star who was reincarnated as a murderer. He was so hard on his wife that his first three fiancées were so scared that they would rather die than marry.
Su Nianqing: Thank you, I just need a free bodyguard.
While other military wives were crying and complaining, she rolled up her sleeves and opened up wasteland for farming.
Other military wives disliked the lack of food, so she grew crops and fruits all over the mountains and fields, turning the wasteland into Jiangnan beyond the Great Wall.
The other military wives screamed in fright when they saw the beasts. She whistled, and the beasts from the border lined up to work for her as wage earners.
Zhao Waner, the military wife in the control group, sarcastically said every day: "She is just a farm woman, but she is also worthy of being a general's wife?"
Then——
The medicine field planted by Su Nianqing saved the entire battalion of poisoned soldiers.
The beast team raised by Su Nianqing was one against a hundred on the battlefield.
Su Nianqing chased the enemy scout for three miles alone with a hoe.
Zhao Waner's husband has no hope of promotion, and Zhao Waner's vegetable plot has no harvest. Zhao Waner finally couldn't help crying when she looked at the steaming meals at Su Nianqing's house.
A certain iceberg general put a cloak on his wife expressionlessly: "It's cold outside, leave it to me to chase the enemy."
Su Nianqing stood on tiptoe to wipe his sweat: "Thank you for your hard work, husband. Let's go home and have hot pot."
All the soldiers in the battalion collectively cried: "Is this still the God-killing General??
