My Husband Comes from the Stars

[Naturally airheaded, food-loving shou with overwhelming combat strength VS gentle, scheming, flirtatious gong] Both pure, mutually doting, childbirth in the extras A bionic person numbered 7361, who worked as a farmer in the interstellar era, transmigrates into the body of a widowed young husband who has just drowned himself in the Great Sheng Dynasty. His original body's mother-in-law is vicious, his elder brother-in-law is lecherous, and his sister-in-law is mean. 7361: Thanks for the offer, but unrelated people, don't get in the way of my food. Rice in the fields, fish in the river, fruit in the trees, chickens in the coop... Every kind of food makes 7361's eyes light up. Who could understand how tempting these ancient Earth foods are to an interstellar bionic person who drinks nutritional supplements every day? So 7361 takes up his old profession from the interstellar era: farming! Seasonal spinach, cucumbers, and green beans, as well as out-of-season potatoes, cabbages, and carrots, all come from his hands. The chives he grows restore the vigor of a rich man with a secret ailment. The tomatoes he grows give a sheltered young lady who frets over her complexion skin as smooth as jade. The crowds who come to buy vegetables nearly trample the threshold of 7361's home, and even brawl right outside his door. "Boss Liu, the fresh celtuce has to go to my family first. My master is waiting for it." "The Zhang family wants all the potatoes. We'll take however many you have." "We'll take all the eggplants and celtuce left over, on behalf of the Lin family!" 7361: I'm not selling any more. I can barely grow enough for myself. When he discovers that the lame scholar at the head of the village is an excellent cook, 7361 immediately approaches him with a sincere invitation. "How about I farm for you, and you cook for me?" The scholar, Pei Run, freezes, misunderstanding what 7361 means. "That... might not be appropriate." - A year later, the head of the prefectural academy, who had once been disabled after falling from a horse, stands once more at the Luming Banquet. A single rhapsody astonishes a great scholar of the imperial court who has been living in seclusion nearby. After the banquet, everyone goes looking for Pei Run, who has already left. They finally find the head of the prefectural academy at a restaurant, where he is tenderly holding his husband's hand, his voice as gentle as a spring breeze. "Don't eat too much. When we get home, I'll make you sweet rice wine dumplings." Babies, please check out my upcoming novel, The Prissy Little Husband of the Hunter's Family, and add it to your collections. May you all get rich! Prissy beauty runaway shou VS taciturn, rugged hunter gong Hunter Fu at the head of the village found a young man. The young man had fair skin and striking looks, plump fingers, and a figure as soft as a flower bud freshly blossoming on a bough in March. His flirtatious eyes seemed to brim with spring water, enough to make anyone's heart flutter at a glance. Unfortunately, the young man's head had been injured, and he couldn't remember anything. The villagers all said Hunter Fu was lucky to have found himself a beautiful husband for free. After all, Hunter Fu had no fields or land, and his single broken-tile house was so poor it echoed. No one would want to marry him, no matter how handsome he was. Some villagers gossiped behind his back, saying the young man was so frail that they wondered whether he could endure Hunter Fu's rough treatment at night. Fu Zhen didn't know what the villagers were saying. At that moment, he stood in front of the house with a piece of fabric in his hand, the veins in his forehead throbbing. "Aren't they both yellow? Why is this one no good?" A voice from inside sounded both aggrieved and furious. "I told you three times I wanted pale yellow! You went and bought the color I hate most, primrose yellow! I don't care, I don't want this one. Go exchange it for me!" Fu Zhen: ... Fu Zhen: I've picked up a little tyrant. - First marriage, then love · older gong · childbirth Theme: Stay focused on your goals and achieve your true potential