[Transmigration] [Farming] [Raising Kids] [System] [Fast-Paced] [Ensemble Family]
Su Jinyu transmigrated to this wretched dynasty three years ago.
With no parents and no one to rely on, she reclaimed wasteland and farmed on her own. Along the way, she rescued three starving little kids from a ravine and took them in.
The eldest barely talks, but can split firewood all day without getting winded.
The second has a tongue as sweet as honey, able to turn three coins into goods worth thirty.
The youngest is soft and adorable, yet can recite the classics backward.
Su Jinyu is very satisfied. The kids she raised are both scholarly and strong, and know how to run a household.
That is, until the fifth winter, when heavy snow blocked the mountain passes.
A team of guards knelt at her courtyard gate. "Heir, your subordinates have arrived late."
A group of men in black crept up the mountain. "Hand over the Shen family's surviving heir!"
An eight-carriage imperial phoenix palanquin stopped at the foot of the mountain. "Where is my imperial grandson?"
