Five children who aren't hers by blood, plus an ancient spirit spring that can make anything grow.
While others transmigrate and become rich young ladies, she opens her eyes and finds herself the mother of five.
The original owner left behind a complete disaster: locusts, famine, and the village's wealthy families fleeing with their grain in the middle of the night.
Everyone in the village expects the family of six to die on the barren road.
She lifts the well cover: mountains of grain and seas of rice, stacked in neat rows.
They travel by day and farm at night. Crops watered with the spirit spring grow like crazy overnight.
While other refugees chew tree bark and clay, her children get meat porridge at every meal and grow plump and rosy-cheeked.
Along the way, she takes in a hunter with a broken leg, an embroiderer who has fainted from hunger, and a schoolteacher whose home has been confiscated.
What began as a band of refugees, she turns into a traveling merchant caravan and a moving granary.
Years later, the grandest restaurant in the county opens, and all five children kneel and kowtow. "Thank you, Mother!"
The hunter with the broken leg she once saved on a whim has become the Marquis of Zhenbei, feared across the northern frontier. He stops her carriage in the street:
"I can never repay you for saving my life. How about I offer myself to you instead?"
All five children nod in unison. "Mom, that's a great deal!"
It sounds pretty good, but it's too short.