Dressed as a Criminal Slave at the Border, She Cleared Wasteland and Hoarded Food to Feed the God of War

[Border life + land reclamation + short-term protection + escape + control group + system + natural disasters] Once she traveled through time, Song Dongwan became a slave girl. When she opened her eyes, she saw her master forcing her to become a slave in front of her brother. The original owner had served her family without complaint for seven years at the border. However, the young master, who had a similar affection for her, injured his head on the day she was born and had completely forgotten about her. In order to prevent Qingmei from suffering, she was forced to marry the second son of the Xie family who had both legs broken. The original owner didn't want to, so he hired a slave to take her as a concubine! A family of evil-hearted people? Her master and slave fight together! Dogs and men and fairies fighting? They were so frightened that they had no children or grandchildren! Isn't it just marrying a cripple? She is the king of survival in the post-apocalyptic world, and she has excellent medical skills! I was about to go meet this cheap husband, but suddenly I remembered that the original owner actually pushed the cheap husband down the mountain last night! Isn't this start too hellish? But don't panic! She also has the golden combination of wood power and food shopping system, and has thousands of grains coming to her door. When the cheap husband wakes up, the whole family has already been persuaded by her to obey her. Xie Jin gritted his teeth: "I don't remember what happened that day. Don't let my parents kick me out of the house again, okay?" Song Dongwan was confused: "Who said it was me who instigated it?" Xie Jin became red-eyed and took the initiative to ask Ying to join the army. When he came back, he was already a border war god with great military exploits. Song Dongwan smiled with satisfaction. The food and grass sent in were not in vain. She was about to retire with thousands of assets, but the respected God of War knelt at her feet in the middle of the night and begged in a low voice, "Madam, can I go to bed?"