Other people transmigrate and from the start they’re either in the martial world or the imperial court.
Qu Yan transmigrated and from the start he was in a delivery room.
Qu Yan: Help! Anyone there? How is a man supposed to give birth?!
After giving birth to twin boys, Qu Yan unexpectedly got a Myriad Worlds app. It let him chat, livestream, and trade.
An account with the ID "A Winding Path Leads to Seclusion" quietly came online.
[Breaking news! I’m a man and I just gave birth to two big boys. Asking sincerely: how do I raise them? P.S. I’m in a matriarchal world. I’m not crazy!]
The post instantly blew up on the app’s front page, drawing a thousand-story thread.
[I’m in the interstellar world. Asking sincerely from the front row: is the poster doing okay?]
[I’m in the immortal realm. Asking sincerely from the middle rows: how do men give birth, exactly?]
[I’m under the sea. Asking sincerely from the back rows: is this really a matriarchal world?]
Of course, some people did answer seriously.
[Find the kids’ mother! Raising children alone is so hard. P.S. Let us see the little ones. If they’re cute, I’d like to raise them vicariously.]
Qu Yan: ...
He had no idea who the children’s mother was. According to the island villagers, he seemed to be a poor fool who had run off while pregnant.
There was nothing for it but to fend for himself. Fortunately, the island was rich in resources, and he made a living for his family of three by livestreaming his seaside foraging.
The twins grew bigger and bigger, and their popularity on the forum kept rising. They were gradually becoming the darlings of all the worlds. Meanwhile, the seafood Qu Yan hauled up from the deep sea with professional gear sold like hotcakes on the island. Life was flourishing.
Then one day, the twins went out to play and came back with two girls, one big and one small.
Qu Yan thought they looked a little familiar. He was just about to ask their names when both girls said, full of reproach:
"Daddy, don't you want me anymore?"
"Yanyan, don't you want your wife anymore?"
Qu Yan: "???"
Had the original owner not only run off while pregnant, but also abandoned his wife and daughter?!
*
Mu Huayou and Qu Yan were childhood sweethearts. She knew he flouted convention and lived freely, and after marrying him, she spoiled him every day. They were deeply in love.
A sudden upheaval took her beloved husband away for four years. Then one day, a strange image appeared before her eyes.
Two identical little dumplings sat on a rooftop, mouths open toward the wind, going "ah-woo, ah-woo" as if swallowing it. Their cheeks were puffed out roundly.
Mu Huayou felt an inexplicable fondness for them and couldn't help smiling. Then she heard a voice she knew all too well.
"Qu Xiaolin, Qu Xiaosen, what are you two doing? Get down here!"
"Uncle Chen said if he doesn't get any food, he'll have to drink the northwest wind. We wanted to know what that tastes like, so we came up to try it! Come join us, Daddy!"
Mu Huayou: "!!!"
Had her Yanyan really fallen so low that he had to drink the northwest wind?!
Mu Huayou packed her things overnight, took her daughter, and boarded a ship bound for Zhongzhou Island.
When she saw him again, Mu Huayou found that he wasn't struggling at all, but he didn't remember her.
Qu Yan: "I'm sorry, but I'm not the Qu Yan you know. How about we just let bygones be bygones?"
Mu Huayou looked at his intertwined fingers and the tips of his ears, faintly red, and said with absolute certainty, "You are."
"Yanyan, even if you've forgotten me, I can make you fall in love with me again."
◎ Matriarchal world, men give birth
◎ Farming story (I guess seaside foraging counts as farming too), raising kids, cozy daily life
◎ The male lead was reborn in the womb. He only thought he had transmigrated into someone else's body because he had amnesia.
Theme: To be determined
