She transmigrates into the body of a poor, thirty-four-year-old widow. Her shack leaks when it rains, her rice jar is nearly empty, and four little ones depend on her.
Her parents-in-law say there are too many mouths to feed and kick her out.
She doesn't cry or complain. She rolls up her sleeves and fixes the stove first.
Then she takes carpentry jobs in town, earning twenty coins for carving a lattice window.
Before she can even warm the coins in her hands, the people watching her start following her. One waits by the roadside; another trespasses in her courtyard while she's away.
She grips her purse and thinks it over. There's no escaping them.
She has to keep this life going. And she has to make sure all four children can live with dignity.
Transmigration · Farming · Construction · Raising Children · Strong Female Lead · Slow Burn
There is a romance. No cringe. No characters suddenly losing their wits. She doesn't rely on a man to turn her life around.
