Opening on August 20: "Ordinary Families of Northern Song". The blurb is at the end. Please add it to your reading list! Blurb for this novel ↓
Also known as: "My Days Taking in a Husband in Ancient Times"
1. Lin Shouzhen transmigrated.
She landed right in the middle of a bed-catching scene.
When she arrived, she was blocking a pair of adulterers on the bed.
The man snapped, "It's perfectly normal to have three wives and four concubines. You're so unreasonable, getting jealous before you've even married into the family. If it weren't for my master's sake, why would I marry a woman like you?"
Lin Shouzhen took stock of her healthy, powerful new body.
She swung her arm back and slapped the man clear off the bed. Two teeth flecked with blood landed on the mattress.
"You heartless, stunted beast! Your pockets are emptier than your face is clean, and you want to have three wives and four concubines like some big shot? Take a look at yourself after you piss, and tell me if you're even worthy! You..."
Before she could finish cursing, Lin Shouzhen's vision went black and she fainted.
The neighbors gathered outside shrieked, "Oh no! The butcher's Zhen-jie has been angered to death by this pair of adulterers!"
But Lin Shouzhen had only passed out, and very much wanted to say: No, I can still be saved!
When she opened her eyes again, she had become Lin Zhen of the Great Qing Dynasty.
Her butcher father saw her finally open her eyes.
The burly man hastily wiped his face and said gruffly, "Zhen-jie, we're going back to the village. We're going home!"
Under the big tree in Zao'er Village, the village women who loved to gossip had gathered.
The butcher's daughter having her engagement called off had become the hottest topic at everyone's dinner table.
Butcher Lin couldn't stand hearing the villagers gossip about his daughter, so he announced that he would take in a husband.
When He Jing of Hewan Village heard, he packed his bundle and came to offer himself.
"The monk at the temple said I'm suited to eating at someone else's table."
Lin Zhen looked at the man, thin as a bamboo pole.
Since his face was decent and he was taller than her, she said, "All right, it'll be you."
2. In a single day, she transmigrated
and managed to squander most of her cheap father's lifetime savings.
They went from a little courtyard in the county seat to the old family home in Zao'er Village.
The old house was nothing but old: heavy rain fell outside, and a light rain dripped indoors.
Every day, the table held thin congee and pickles. The butcher's daughter couldn't even afford meat.
Lin Zhen looked at her tall, strapping cheap father, who was plagued by illness,
then at her bamboo-thin cheap husband, who didn't even dare reach for the food with his chopsticks.
Fine.
She'd take on the burden of earning money and supporting the family herself.
After all, she was the head of the Lin household.
First, a small goal: meat at every meal.
Note: The story of two ordinary people striving through life.
No young noblemen, generals, princes, or emperors.
Just the rise of ordinary townsfolk.
New novel opening August 20: "Ordinary Families of Northern Song". Please add it to your reading list!
1. The Lin family had never split up, and three generations lived under one roof.
Thirteen family members were crammed together in five narrow rooms beside the outer city gate.
The husband and wife of Lin Third's household were already in their thirties, quite old to be adding another mouth to the family.
A son born in their later years should have been cause for celebration.
Unfortunately, it was a girl, and a night crier who screamed every single night.
Her wailing kept the whole family awake.
Her grandparents, uncles, and aunts couldn't sleep for the noise.
The Lin family matriarch drooped her eyelids and said they should find Granny Ma to have a look.
After two taels' worth of lamp oil and ten copper coins changed hands,
Granny Ma told the Lin family to split up.
A dirt wall was built in the narrow courtyard.
Lin Third's household got only one room and half of a long, narrow passage.
Counting the night crier in their arms,
the five of them were like chicks stuffed into a coop, huddled together.
But at least,
the family finally split up.
2. Lin Zhijing was born into this world, but forgot to drink Granny Meng's soup.
An adult's soul was stuffed into a child's body.
She cried from infancy to adulthood, and was always sickly.
At least in this life, both her parents were alive and her family was harmonious.
"Little Crier! How come you get malt candy again?" The Lin family's second son drooled as he stared longingly at the amber-colored candy in his little sister's hand.
Lin Zhijing, a tiny little bundle, sighed helplessly. She cracked the candy into three pieces:
one for her second brother, who was watching her and drooling; one for her eldest brother, who had gone with their father to work at the oil mill;
and the last piece for herself. She was craving it too!
Lin Zhijing stood up and measured herself against the family's persimmon tree.
Mm, by the time winter was over, she'd be four feet tall.
Then she'd be able to reach the family stove!
In her previous life, she had at least been a food blogger with a million followers.
Cold noodles, rice vermicelli, pickled goose feet; meat pies, stuffed buns, tender lamb noodles...
She knew northern and southern cuisine alike.
She refused to believe
that she couldn't make a place for herself in Bianjing, well, in the outer city!
Shen Sui was a notorious young wastrel in Xianshui Alley. He'd drifted around without parents until he was sixteen or seventeen.
Fortunately, he had an uncle by marriage who worked as a clerk.
So the idle wastrel put on a black uniform and pinned on an official badge,
becoming a patrolman in the tax office, tasked with collecting commercial taxes.
When stallholders, small shopkeepers, and peddlers saw him,
the smiles on their faces were forced.
Shen Sui understood.
After all, he was taking money out of their pockets.
Who could see him and not smile to his face while cursing him inside?
Until one day,
he met the Lin family's young lady selling food at the West Prefecture pleasure quarter.
She greeted him with a bright smile. "Young Master Shen, are you on duty today? Let me treat you to some vegetarian bamboo-shoot buns."
Note:
1. The customs and setting are inspired by the Song Dynasty, but this story is entirely fictional.
2. A self-reliant, resilient, optimistic older sister × a carefree but obedient younger man (older woman-younger man romance).
3. A warm, everyday tale of life among ordinary people, about two people striving to make their way. No court politics or noble lords.
Theme: Live well,
Finished with flowers. In fact, I felt a little tired after watching it, because the perspective changed from the protagonist to the next generation. When I read the novel, I only like the protagonist. I haven't watched an episode since Boruto, and I don't like Cardcaptor Sakura's new work. Sakura's sister, Tomoyo, has no sense of existence. The guardian sweetheart Tachibana inherited the protagonist's abilities. The blood, family ties and successors are obviously continuing normally, but I just feel exhausted and dissatisfied. In the past, I also liked to see happy endings with offspring, and I was happy when there was peace and slowness. However, when I read Lin Zhen after the story focused on them, there was a slight gap. Obviously I was watching the story with her as the protagonist, watching her grow up step by step, but it seemed that she was different. She was no longer the Lin Zhen I knew, and the mother of Peace and Slowness. Therefore, the following articles seemed to be rushed and dismissive. Ping An is very good, and it is also good to take it slowly. Ping An is a smart little Sanyuan. I also enjoyed the plot, but it seemed to be separated by a layer. Seeing Lin is really life, seeing Ping An slowly is like the plot of a novel. I don't know if it is clear to say that. It wasn't until the end of the final chapter that I regained my previous life, as if Lin Zhen was Lin Zhen again. I also lamented the part I passed by, as if this was normal life, like a modern family. It's just that the position I stood in was different. At first I stood for Lin Zhen, I was me. I stood safe in the back, but I was not even Lin Zhen. I was playing the role of mother. It was not me and I thought of myself. It was very confusing. Everyone's experiences in life are different, and their emotional ages were also different at the time. Maybe it's just that I have too strong a sense of empathy for this article now. I have to say that I have to praise the author for his good writing style and the delicate emotions that deeply penetrated my heart. Finally, I would like to thank the author again for writing this beautiful article. [Spread flowers]
Is Ping'an's official spouse named Ye? You can consider making a note in the chapter name. Some people may not like to criticize them, which may lead to people buying it by mistake.
I've finished reading it, it's very interesting!
Finished the chase, it looks good.
Finished Spreading flowers Spreading flowers Spreading flowers Spreading flowers Spread flowers ~
Thanks for the great article! Looking forward to the extra episode! Looking forward to new articles.
It's all over so fast, I haven't seen enough yet!
So fast, it's over
Ga? Finished? I thought this book would be a long novel Write more extras [empty bowl] [empty bowl] [empty bowl]
I'm so reluctant to give up💔, please write more about the extras!