The Little Shaman's Everyday Life of Farming and Spoiling Her Husband

A sweet, down-to-earth little prophetess x a lovesick, sickly, handsome man

Jiang Mingming accidentally transmigrates into a book as Jiang Yao, a little prophetess who can read people's fortunes with a simple finger calculation.

Jiang Yao has no parents and grew up in the mountains with her master. After her master died, she lived alone, getting by as best she could.

Then one day, while out digging for wild vegetables, she came across a man covered in blood.

He had nothing to his name, but his face was a masterpiece that could only have been made by Nuwa herself!

Jiang Yao calculated his fortune with her fingers. "That's a top-tier face, but his fate... Wait, I can't even read his fate?!"

So she carried him home, intending to brush up on her professional skills.

To her surprise, when the man woke up, he insisted on staying to repay her kindness, even offering to marry into her family.

Jiang Yao: Fine. When I can finally read your fate, we can get divorced.

With another mouth to feed, digging wild vegetables wasn't enough to get by anymore.

Her husband was sweet-tongued and beautiful, dressing himself up every day like a lucky charm.

Jiang Yao couldn't bear to make him work, so she cleared a plot of land and planted grain and vegetables, occasionally going down the mountain to set up a fortune-telling stall to make ends meet.

One day, the villagers came up the mountain and saw a delicate, beautiful man living in Jiang Yao's house. Without asking a thing, they scolded him for being a man who lived off a woman and for not being worthy of their brilliant, all-knowing Immortal Jiang.

Li was left with a hundred question marks over his head.

"Isn't this a matriarchal novel?"

Jiang Yao had two hundred question marks over her head.

"Nonsense! This is clearly a farming novel!"

Wait, you transmigrated into a book too?

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