Sun Wujin's Humble Life in Ancient Times (Minor Noble)

Sun Wujin stared blankly at the dilapidated house, bare of all but its four walls. She had to admit, this was the shabbiest place she had ever lived. Her father was a real estate developer, so houses were the one thing they had plenty of. And houses were what she loved buying most. Every single one had been decorated in lavish, elegant style. But this place before her had only two rooms, and one of them was missing a corner, leaving it open to the wind. The winter wind was especially cold. She wrapped her arms around herself, only then realizing that the clothes she was wearing were coarse homespun garments she had never worn before. Sigh! As she was sighing, a chubby little kid came over. He was definitely not the pretty boy described in books. He had a round body, tiny eyes, and a natural flush on his cheeks from the cold. At first glance, he looked like a Korean. The moment she thought of those evil Koreans rewriting history and even daring to claim their great Confucian sage, Master Confucius, she couldn't help rolling up her sleeves, ready to give him a good thrashing. “Big Sis, I want something to eat!” The little kid opened his mouth wide. From the look on his face, if Sun Wujin said no, he was going to cry. She hurriedly covered his mouth and said fiercely, “Just try crying, and see what happens!” A helpless young woman who can't do anything, and a little fatty she has to look after, both stranded in ancient times. Original fanfic: Completed fanfic More updates to come