She opens her eyes to a desperate escape from famine! Her mother-in-law has fainted from hunger, her child is barely breathing, and starving refugees are drawing knives over half a piece of hardtack.
Transmigrated into the body of a peasant woman on the verge of starvation, Jiang He discovers she has a pocket dimension.
Its spirit spring can save lives, and its black soil can speed up crop growth. But she dares not reveal it, so she secretly sneaks out food at night to help support the family.
While others chew tree bark, her family gradually has rice in their pot. When wicked relatives try to steal their food, she turns the tables and leaves them with nothing.
At last, she finds a place to settle down. She clears land for farming and sets up a stall to trade, leading the whole family from a shabby thatched hut to a spacious courtyard house with blue-brick walls.
But lately, her quiet, capable, rugged husband has been acting more and more strangely.
By day, he stands up for her. At night, he corners her in the kitchen and asks in a low voice, “Wife, where exactly is our food coming from?”
And just then, another little life is quietly growing in her belly…
