Reborn as a Country Brewer

Modern-day bartender Jian Shuang died in a fire, only to come back to life as Jian Youyou, a miserable country girl.

A rundown shack, bare walls, and utter poverty. No problem.

She can farm and raise livestock, brew wine and cook up a storm, and earn her own silver.

She'll help her brother become a top scholar, making his name known far and wide.

Her former sister-in-law cries, makes a scene, threatens to hang herself, then throws a tantrum and begs to get back together. She frames him and ruins his reputation, trying to destroy his career. But his new, formidable wife plants her hands on her hips: bring it on.

Her wineries and restaurants spread across the land. Then a horde of bizarre relatives, from great-aunts to great-uncles who seem to crawl out of every nook and cranny, come calling. There are too many oddballs to count. Does she look like a pushover just because she hasn't bared her fangs?

The Great Yan Chancellor frames loyal officials, commits every imaginable evil, is cold-blooded and ruthless, and kills without mercy. People avoid him, and even ghosts give him a wide berth. So what is this shameless, calculating miser doing, freeloading at her house and threatening her whenever she spends his silver?

The Chancellor flirtatiously ran a hand through his hair and raised an eyebrow. “Youyou, it's time to make a go of things in the capital.”

She didn't even look up. “We'll talk about it later!”

Undeterred, he continued, “It's time to reclaim your family roots.”

She shot him a glare. “What does that have to do with you?”

The Chancellor's expression turned fierce. He pulled out a stack of banknotes and waved them with a loud rustle. “Keep nagging and I'll burn all your belongings.”

She jumped three feet in the air. “Damn it, Rong Jingzhi, you bastard! Touch my money and I'll dig up your family grave!”

The Chancellor grinned shamelessly. “Sure, go ahead. My family grave is in the capital...”

The story is heartwarming, the awful ones get beaten, the trash gets put through the wringer, the wife gets spoiled rotten, and the ending is perfect!

[One couple only. This is fiction, so please move along if it's not your thing. No malicious criticism, please.]