Our Village Fled Famine Eating Tree Bark, So I Fed Everyone Pork in Soy Sauce

Su Qingyan, who holds doctorates in both Chinese and Western medicine, wakes up in another world as the wicked woman everyone in the surrounding villages loves to hate.

She steals farmland, snatches chicks, and even kicks stray cats that are nearly frozen to death by the roadside.

Because of her, her father is fired by his employer after working as a laborer for half his life.

Her eldest brother is branded a gambling debtor because of her.

Her second brother loses his job as a companion student at the school.

Her second sister-in-law is so upset that she goes into premature labor and nearly dies along with the baby.

The whole family is drowning in debt, and creditors are about to take even their food for the winter.

Su Qingyan sneers. “I’m here now, so I’ll make the best of it. I’m tossing this wicked-woman image aside. Let’s see how I can defy fate, turn our lives around, and lead my family to prosperity!”

Her scumbag ex-fiancé: “YanYan, once I pass the provincial exam, I’ll come for you with an eight-person bridal sedan!”

Su Qingyan: “Get lost! If you’re going to make promises, can you at least add some scallions? You think a silver tongue is enough to marry me?”

The villagers gossip: “Even if that girl rots away at home, nobody would dare go near her! Whoever marries her will be cursed for eight lifetimes!”

But no one expects that one morning, a striking young man dressed in black will push several carts piled high with betrothal gifts right up to the gate of her dilapidated courtyard.

“YanYan, I’m here to marry into your family. Wherever you are from now on, that’s where I’ll be.”