The Three-Year-Old Who Can Hear the Mountains Turns Her Destitute Family into Tycoons

[Adorable child adored by everyone + mountain foraging and treasure hunting + farming to fortune + animal speech and taming + whole family turns their lives around + face-slapping + light political intrigue + no romance, coming-of-age]

Three-and-a-half-year-old Shen Nuonuo was born into the poorest branch of the Shen family in Qingshi Village.

Her grandparents played favorites, her eldest uncle was greedy, her second uncle was slippery, her father had a broken leg, her mother was frail, and her brothers were so hungry they chewed tree bark.

On the day the family split up, her awful grandmother drove their branch into a drafty shack and cursed Nuonuo as a worthless, unlucky girl.

Who could have guessed that when the little girl went into the mountains with a broken bamboo basket, she would suddenly hear a rock talking?

“Chubby, you're stepping on my head! There's a century-old ginseng root underneath!”

Nuonuo dug away with all her might, and the whole family got meat for their first proper meal.

From then on, the mountains got weird.

“Nuonuo, there's a silver jar beneath my roots,” said the old locust tree.

“Come with me. I know where to find black truffles,” said the little wild boar.

“Save my cub, and I'll give you a whole valley of wild bees,” said the wolf king.

“Someone's poisoned the upstream water. Hurry and save the whole village!” cried the stream.

Other people foraged in the mountains by luck.

Nuonuo got the mountains themselves to tell her where to go.

Jealous relatives tried to steal her things?

A murder of crows lined up to peck them on the head.

Unscrupulous merchants tried to drive down her prices?

Restaurants all over the county fought to buy her goods.

The county magistrate tried to take credit?

Important figures from the capital begged Nuonuo to save their lives.

The Shen family's third branch went from a ramshackle hut and straw sandals to opening workshops, building a school, repairing mountain roads, helping disaster victims, and supporting the brothers as they prepared for the imperial exams and military service. The whole village prospered along with them.

Then one day, Nuonuo heard crying beneath the imperial city:

“The dragon vein is broken. The realm is about to descend into chaos!”

The little girl hugged her bamboo basket and declared fiercely in her childish voice:

“Don't worry! Nuonuo will take the mountains to save the whole world!”