Transmigrate into a Book: In the 1970s, I Use My Spirit Spring to Marry a Rough-Hewn Man

[Period drama + transmigrate into a book + portable space + substitute bride + putting scumbags in their place + sweet romance + no saintly heroine]

Lin Nianchu, a medical graduate student at a top university in the 21st century, worked herself to death. When she opened her eyes, she had transmigrated into a tragic 1970s novel as the most miserable supporting character, who shared her name.

Her mother died young, her scumbag father was greedy, her stepmother was cruel, and her stepsister was vicious. This whole family of weirdos had treated her like a free servant for eighteen years, and now they wanted to trample her underfoot and force her to marry her stepsister’s intended: Han Zhengye, a demobilized soldier from a remote mountain village, rumored to be “lame, vicious, and cursed to kill his wives.”

Lin Nianchu gave a cold laugh, took half the bride price from her scumbag father, exposed her stepmother’s hypocritical facade in front of everyone, and climbed aboard the donkey cart that had come to fetch the bride, luggage in hand. She also had the [Spirit Spring and Medicinal Herb Garden Space] that came with her.

Marry a lame, vicious poor man? No, no. Only she, having read the original novel, knew that this man would later control three mines and become a hidden tycoon worth a fortune! He was also fiercely protective of his own, an absolute golden ticket!

On their wedding night, the cold-faced, rough-hewn man rolled up his bedding and slept on the floor, handing over all his belongings. “You were forced into this marriage. I’ve wronged you. You can manage the household money and food. If you can’t live with me, just say so anytime.”

Lin Nianchu accepted the keys with a bright smile, then hauled him back onto the kang. “You’re my man. I’ll heal your leg, clear your name, and make sure we build a good life together!”

From then on, she used the spirit spring in her space to grow the finest vegetables and gather rare medicinal herbs, helping the entire Han family improve their health and grow rich.

Her parents-in-law treated her like their own daughter. Her younger brothers and sisters-in-law followed her lead, and even Grandma treated her like the head of the family.

“Nianchu, hold out your hands. They’re red with cold. I’ll warm them for you.”

“Nianchu, don’t smile at anyone else. I’m jealous...”