[Period Setting] [Military Marriage] [Adorable Kids] [Miaojiang Gu Doctor] [Pocket Dimension Supplies] [Severing Family Ties and Face-Slapping] [Devoted Couple and Sweet Romance] [No Saintly Protagonist]
Bai Zhi, heir to the Miaojiang Gu medical tradition, opens her eyes to find herself a desperate peasant woman in the 1960s. Her wicked sister-in-law is forcing her to sign away her rights in exchange for twenty jin of cornmeal.
Her three sons are so thin they're skin and bones, and her awful relatives are treating them like burdens to be shoved off on someone else.
Bai Zhi sneers. Do they really think she's an easy target?
With a single Truth-Telling Gu, her wicked mother-in-law blurts out in front of the entire brigade that she embezzled the martyr's compensation.
With a handful of Itchweed, her biased sister-in-law scratches herself raw and disgraces herself in public.
Bai Zhi cuts ties with the family, establishes her own household, reclaims the compensation, and forces the brigade leader to issue her a travel permit, all in one fell swoop.
With nationwide grain coupons and an inexhaustible supply of goods in hand, Bai Zhi boards a green train with her three genius little ones, heading straight for the northern border military district to find the husband everyone says was killed in action.
The military district's residential compound is in an uproar. The feared, iron-blooded Colonel Ye, a ruthless god of death, is confronted at the gates by a delicate country wife and three miniature versions of himself!
The whole compound is waiting to laugh at the country bumpkin, but instead...
The old commander has been coughing up blood for years, but Bai Zhi clears his toxins with two doses of herbal medicine.
An enemy agent disguised as a supply cooperative buyer is caught lurking, then scared into turning himself in that very night by a tracking Gu.
The eldest boy becomes the king of the compound's kids, the second carries a wild boar into the compound, and the third becomes a little genius working unofficially at the military clinic!
Late at night, the cold-faced living King of Hell, who has never shown interest in women, corners his sweet, soft wife beside the earthen bed. His voice is husky:
"Wife, the three little stinkers have grown up. How about we have another, a sweet little girl just for us?"
