The Widower's Secret

Tang Chu transmigrated and became a village ruffian. Just as he was about to make a name for himself like every other transmigrator, he realized things weren't as simple as they seemed.

There was a widower in the village who had already been married twice, but both husbands had died suddenly on their wedding nights. Still young, the man had been left a widower, and people branded him a jinx and an ill omen. With no one to rely on, he struggled to get by in the village.

The first time Tang Chu saw the widower, he was turning over the soil in front of his house, hoe in hand, all by himself.

The widower was tall and strong. The muscles in his bare arms flexed and bulged as he swung the hoe, giving him an air of strength. Beads of sweat glistened on his wheat-colored skin in the sunlight. When he noticed Tang Chu looking at him, he wiped the sweat from his forehead and gave him a guileless smile.

This was a poor, timid widower, bullied and harassed by everyone. Tang Chu's strong sense of justice made him want to help the man, so he could hold his head high in the village.

So Tang Chu volunteered to help him make a better life for himself, not caring about the villagers' gossip.

Until one day, he accidentally discovered the widower's secret...

Tang Chu cowered in the woodshed, trembling. He'd gained a whole new understanding of this world. And he might have figured out how the widower's two husbands had died.

P.S. Farming novel.

Oh, my wicked sense of humor, with nowhere to go.

Theme: There's always trouble at a widower's door