Years ago, Scholar Jiang found an abandoned baby by the river and named her Jingshu. Years later, Scholar Jiang and his wife passed away one after the other, and Jiang Jingshu became an orphan once more. On the day of Scholar Jiang's funeral, Jingshu wept before her adoptive father's coffin until she fainted. When she woke up, another soul had taken her place.
An orphan with no land to her name, she survives on food given by the villagers and lives in a house for the dead. By day, mice scurry all over the place; at night, venomous snakes warm her bed. Luckily, the neighbors are kind. Jingshu clenches her fists. This girl will make it on her own, escape the proletariat, and charge down the broad road to the bourgeoisie.
The farmland is rich and fertile, but the grain seed is poor, the methods are outdated, and yields are low. To make matters worse, they can only plant one crop a year. Standing on the slick, muddy field ridge, Jingshu calmly bends down, pulls a fat, bloated leech off her calf, and flings it away. She silently vows to improve the grain seed and farming methods, and bring about two harvests a year.
In a dreamlike Jiangnan, by the banks of the Feng River, spring brings the fragrance of rice flowers drifting across both shores, while autumn fills the banks with the scent of ripening grain. Golden waves of rice roll across the fields, fruits and melons perfume the air. Who could deny that Jianghua is a wonderful place?
Watch as a modern-day femme fatale transmigrates into the body of a poor little orphan girl in an ancient farming family. In this strange, backward era, she relies on her own hard work and cleverness to farm and do business, leading her entire clan to prosperity. In the end, she cultivates a fortune in gold and silver, thousands of acres of fertile land, and a beautiful marriage.
This is a heartwarming, healing story with the feel of the Jiangnan waterways. Updates are slow, so enter with caution. Shamelessly recommending Xuan Qing's other novel, The Immortal Hero's Master Is Three Hundred Years Old.
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It was a trap, but I jumped anyway
It's so good. I steamed 2 buns.
I can only see the hydrology clearly, come on
Very good **Very good Ready to hatch eggs
Really like this article Mutuality in the world, the reflection of emotions It always makes people feel at ease and calm
This article is well written! I like it so much
I haven't read it in a long time. Two chapters have been updated.
Update Master is three hundred years old ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
There are always soldiers from heaven with their whims