Big Sister's Comeback! Building Wealth and Raising the Kids

[Soul Transmigration] [No Space or Golden Finger] [Raising Younger Siblings] [Building Wealth]

The day Xia Xia woke up in the body of the Zhou family's impoverished eldest daughter, her three younger siblings were being hauled off by the neck by their second uncle and handed over to a human trafficker.

"Girls are money-losing burdens. Sell them to get your brother a wife!"

She grabbed half a brick from the stove and smashed it into the back of her second uncle's head.

Blood sprayed everywhere. The whole crowd fell silent.

"My younger siblings belong to me, Zhou Xia Xia. Even the King of Hell would have to bow before taking them."

The whole village waited for the family to starve to death by spring.

Instead, she led her siblings into the mountains and used modern soilless cultivation techniques to grow out-of-season red tomatoes in the cracks between the rocks.

When she hauled the first basket into town, wealthy merchants nearly fought over it, slapping banknotes straight onto the table.

Her second aunt came to steal seedlings in the middle of the night. Xia Xia had already buried a hunting trap, and the cries of pain woke half the village.

"You steal my seedlings? I'll break your legs, then toss you into the pot to stew."

Later, she opened workshops, founded a school for girls, and monopolized the freshest seasonal vegetables across the prefecture.

The bullies who had once tormented her family knelt at her door, begging her to take them in.

Chewing on a watermelon from her own greenhouse, she didn't even look up.

"Get in line. Wages are paid daily. Slack off and you'll lose every last coin."

Three years later, a courtyard house with blue-brick walls stood tall. One younger sibling passed the county-level imperial exam, another managed the accounts, and the youngest fell asleep clutching an abacus bead.

Matchmakers trampled her doorstep, but she stood on the ridge of her field with a hoe over her shoulder.

"Get married? No time. My fields are waiting for me to turn the soil for a second crop."

Who says an older sister raising kids can't turn her life around?

In this world, a hoe is tougher than a man, and a greenhouse is tougher than life itself.