An Agricultural Expert Reborn as a Frail Young Husband

[Early Work]

Blurb: (Please check the author's notes, and feel free to skip Chapter 1. It gets better later.) (Don't get mad while reading!! It's my fault! I'll do better next time! Love you all!)

[Flirtatious beauty bottom × loyal, fiercely protective top]

[Updated daily]

Jiang Qin, an agricultural student, dies suddenly right after passing his exam and transmigrates into a farming novel as a universally hated ger. The moment he opens his eyes and sees Yu Ce, the husband he's never met before, he thinks: Arranged marriages are feudal and untrustworthy. Free love is worth more!

Once he gets out of bed, he sees the wobbly windows, the empty rice jar, and the crooked paddy fields. Jiang Qin draws a sharp breath. Is this place trying to kill an agricultural student?

The agricultural student in Jiang Qin's soul burns bright. He resolves to change the old farming methods, replace polders with terraced fields, and officially launch the era of scientific farming.

The villagers watch as Jiang Qin, famous for being lazy, starts going to the fields every day, measuring this and that with strange tools. They laugh at him beneath the trees, saying he's too young and naive, and is bound to fail.

Before long, every grain of rice is huge, and the fish in the fields are plump. The villagers stare at him in disbelief.

Jiang Qin explains: "This is an integrated rice-fish farming system."

The villagers: "?"

They watch the Yu family go from living in an empty shell of a house to building a grand home, and the empty jar become full. Who wouldn't call Jiang Qin a genius?

In his previous life, Yu Ce was poisoned by Jiang Qin. He never expected to be reborn and return to their wedding night.

He is about to ask for a divorce when Jiang Qin speaks first: "Let's agree on three rules. We'll stay out of each other's way."

Yu Ce narrows his eyes and looks suspiciously at the flustered man before him, silently sizing him up.

At first, Yu Ce watches him coldly. But the longer he observes, the more he feels that this man isn't like the one from his previous life. He figures he might as well make do and simply watches him do as he pleases.

Who would have thought that once he lent a hand, he would never let go again?

A guide to reading this story:

1. Some modern terms will appear in the story. The bottom is a transmigrator, so he'll naturally use them without thinking, and someone with modern ideas can't immediately adapt to ancient times.

2. Not everyone is grateful. Even when the bottom has already made achievements, some people are just bad (though there are good people too). They'll think that whatever you do for them is only to be expected.

3. If you get angry, go ahead and cuss. Don't bottle it up and hurt yourself. (There, there.)

4. It gets better and better later on!!

5. Most of the knowledge in the story comes from Baidu!!! Anything made up will be clearly marked!

After Being Reborn, I Started Flirting with the Scumbag's Uncle

1.

Xie Qingzhi couldn't understand how he'd ended up in such a miserable state.

He knew he had never had the slightest ill intent toward Zhou An. After falling in love at first sight at a banquet, he'd done everything he could to be good to him.

After they finally married, Zhou An treated him like he didn't exist, but he didn't mind.

What he hadn't expected was that Zhou An would play nice with him to his face while, on their wedding anniversary, leaving the Xie family's bankruptcy notice and a divorce agreement at his bedside before dressing up to meet someone else.

Looking at the photos Zhou An sent him, Xie Qingzhi thought of his parents' tragic fate. He set fire to their marital home and prepared to take revenge. But Zhou An sent people to force him onto a plane, clearing the way for his new lover.

There was an accident on the plane, and Xie Qingzhi died.

2.

When he woke up again, he had returned to the night he met Zhou An.

A grand banquet, with lights bright as day.

Dressed in a white suit, Zhou An smiled and walked toward him with elegant poise.

In his previous life, Xie Qingzhi had fallen for him unexpectedly because of that smile. But this time...

Xie Qingzhi smiled, his gaze passing over the crowd to the man in a black suit descending the spiral staircase.

He walked up to the man and leaned close to his ear as if they were intimate. "Sir, I have a way to swallow up the Zhou family. How about you take seventy percent and I take thirty?"

3.

The head of the top-tier Meng family, Meng Yanshan, is indifferent and ruthless, a ruthless "devil" in the business world who would even turn on his own family.

Outsiders say Meng Yanshan is so cruel because coldness is in his very bones.

Until, at a banquet, Xie Qingzhi accidentally picks up food he dislikes and instinctively gives it to Meng Yanshan beside him.

The sound of chopsticks abruptly stops. Everyone else holds their breath for Xie Qingzhi.

Instead, they see Meng Yanshan casually pick up the food and eat it, his face showing a hint of helpless affection.

"Be good, baby. No picky eating next time."

4.

Zhou An wanted to test how deep Xie Qingzhi's love was, so he did a series of things. But an error in the plan led to Xie Qingzhi's death.

As Zhou An is consumed by regret and unease, he returns to that night once more.

This time, he won't repeat his past mistakes. He'll be good to Xie Qingzhi. But the Xie Qingzhi who once looked at him with shining eyes walks right past him without a glance and heads for his uncle, Meng Yanshan.

Zhou An refuses to believe Xie Qingzhi could have changed his heart. Not until, after much effort, he finds out where Xie Qingzhi lives and goes there dressed in the same refined, elegant style.

When the door opens, he sees the usually aloof Xie Qingzhi wearing a white shirt that reaches his knees, his neck covered in marks from lovemaking. Then his uncle appears behind Xie Qingzhi, wrapping an arm around his shoulders with a coldness that brooks no refusal.

"Come here and call me Uncle."

Theme: Knowledge changes your fate, and hard work creates wealth