Su Wan, a construction engineer, transmigrates and is sold as a hunter’s wife. His family is so poor they have only half a rabbit to their name.
And yet she not only survives, but leads the family from a thatched hut into a spacious courtyard house built of blue bricks. There are younger siblings, a taciturn husband, an earthy dog that does nothing but bare its teeth, and an old woman who dreams of nothing but a gold bracelet. With her own two hands, Su Wan turns a desolate mountainside into a home.
No golden finger, no palace intrigue. She gets by on her ability to build houses and balance the books. Su Wan says, “The best feeling in the world isn’t putting someone in their place. It’s when winter comes and the whole family sleeps on a warm kang, snow falls outside, and tofu simmers in the pot.”
If you’d like to read about a woman helping her whole family chew through hard times one bite at a time until they taste sweet, come on in and sit down. The kang is warm.
