[A devoted couple with no other romantic partners + transmigrate to a farming village + family life + food + a slow and steady romance]
Transmigrated into the body of eighteen-year-old Jiang Ciyou, who lives in a poor mountain village, she finds both parents dead, an empty house, and only her five-year-old little brother, Mengmeng, by her side.
The dilapidated house leaks when it rains. The rice jar is nearly empty, and they have one acre of dry land and one acre of paddy, both overrun with weeds taller than the wheat.
Everyone in the village says lotus seedpods are poisonous, river clams can’t be eaten, and black goji berries should be avoided. Yet she finds a way to make a living from all those things “no one wants.”
A bowl of sweet lotus seed soup with honey earns her the neighbors’ help repairing the house. A pot of stir-fried river snails brings her first customer, and a jar of sour fruit wine sells for two yuan a jin.
Just as life starts to improve, Li Lin, the “good-for-nothing” younger son of Auntie Li next door, begins showing up at her house every few days. Today he brings a pheasant, tomorrow he carries firewood, claiming he wants to trade for dried fruit, though his eyes keep wandering toward her.
A young woman alone with her little brother and an idle bachelor: no one thinks they stand a chance.
A poor village orphan raises her young brother and builds a home from nothing.
No golden finger, just a pair of hands willing to work and a mouth daring enough to taste everything.
An ordinary little bond
The plain happiness of flowing water