A Beautiful Land: The Eighteen Transformations of a Farmer's Daughter

She was the talented and beautiful daughter of the village’s richest family, but overnight she became a prostitute everyone wanted to punish...

From then on, her father showed her no affection, her mother no love, her brothers ignored her, her sisters shunned her, and her grandfather insisted she marry a decrepit old man from town...

The original owner couldn’t take it anymore. She hanged herself with a strip of white silk and died...

Her replacement had arrived. Hmph! She’d rather marry Han Er, the village’s “poorest fool,” than that rich old geezer in town...

From then on, she had a grand time taking on her grandfather, scumbag men, and gossipy women...

Making a fortune couldn’t wait...

She teamed up with Han Er, improved the farmland, grew fruit and vegetables, became a chef, opened a restaurant, and made a fortune, leaving the villagers dumbstruck...

Of course, most important of all, she would raise a chubby, clever little dumpling and make everyone else envious...

But what was with this man who had suddenly appeared? Never mind. If a god stood in her way, she’d kill him; if a Buddha did, she’d kill him too. Watch this modern woman from the twenty-first century show everyone what she can do...

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“Mom, Er Ya just called me a bastard.” The little dumpling’s eyes welled with tears, and he looked utterly pitiful.

“Mm. What did you do?” the woman asked, not even looking up as she carried on with her work.

“I had Hei Zi chase her for two miles.” The little dumpling gave a wicked grin, then said with some frustration, “Mom, am I too kind? That punishment seems a little light...”

“Um... Boys should know how to treat girls with tenderness if they want to find a good wife, got it?” The woman looked up and gave him a heartfelt lesson...

The little dumpling nodded, only half understanding.

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“Ma’am, give me some tofu,” a man said, his eyes shining.

“Tofu? Mapo tofu, plain tofu, homestyle tofu, braised tofu... Which kind do you want?” the woman asked, going through the usual routine.

“Do you have, um, water-silk tofu? I want some...” The man grinned mischievously.

The woman raised her hand and punched him square in the face. Seeing his nose gush blood, she turned and walked away in style. “There you go. Enjoy it, sir. Don’t forget, your bill is one hundred taels. No discounts...”

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