[Farming + Time Travel + No Gold Finger + Food + Family Trickery + Redemption]
Shen Lingwan travels through Daxia from modern times, facing a dilapidated house and his fleeing family. I made my first money with the Youth League, used rice straw segments and banana leaves to grow seedlings, improved farm tools, and improved planting. One acre of experimental fields yielded an increase of 30%.
She led her family to farm and do business, fighting for land and livelihood, and firmly believed that women could hold up half the sky.
Help the number of female households that have increased due to the war to obtain land rights, so that orphans and widows no longer face difficulties.
When she met him, he was as cold as a knife, but melted in the smoke of her stove. Not vigorously, only side by side.
The family is short-sighted, but the trickle is long-lasting. This is not a counterattack, but a matter of taking root.
Reader comments
She traveled to the Great Xia Dynasty, and when she opened her eyes, she saw a dilapidated house and a large family of relatives who had fled. There is no golden finger, only the knowledge in the head. March mugwort was free of charge, so she made it into green dumplings and sold it; without plastic seedling trays, she used straw segments and banana leaves to build a shed to raise the seedlings. But what she wants is more than just food for her family - she wants food to secure the world, she wants women to have their own land, and she wants every woman like her to no longer have to marry to earn a living. From the Youth League to Xuexu Tea, from the curved shaft plow to the seedling cultivation method, what she has earned with her hands is a person's livelihood and the hope of a group of people. Craftsmanship is her weapon; living is her answer.
The text is idealized, but that reality is not. I just hope that people who read it can be sweeter, so the content will not be too sad.
She traveled to the Great Xia Dynasty, and when she opened her eyes, she saw a dilapidated house and a large family of relatives who had fled. There is no golden finger, only the knowledge in the head. March mugwort was free of charge, so she made it into green dumplings and sold it; without plastic seedling trays, she used straw segments and banana leaves to build a shed to raise the seedlings. But what she wants is more than just food for her family - she wants food to secure the world, she wants women to have their own land, and she wants every woman like her to no longer have to marry to earn a living. From the Youth League to Xuexu Tea, from the curved shaft plow to the seedling cultivation method, what she has earned with her hands is a person's livelihood and the hope of a group of people. Craftsmanship is her weapon; living is her answer. The text is idealized, but that reality is not. I just hope that people who read it can be sweeter, so the content will not be too sad.
It's also pretty well written.