Pastoral Bliss: My Handsome Husband and a Sweet Mountain Spring

A peerless prodigy met an untimely death and had her soul transmigrate to another world. The queen of military might became a country girl, and Jinse wouldn’t stand for it! Tear it down, tear it down, tear it all down! There isn’t a single thing here she likes. Fix it, fix it, fix it! She’ll fix everything from top to bottom, including the meddlesome old woman who keeps picking on her! You take over my lotus pond and seize my fields. Are you trying to starve me to death? She’ll teach you a harsh lesson when no one’s around. Let’s see if you dare cause trouble again. She plants crops and gathers grain, watching the chickens and ducks roam in flocks. Fresh fruits and vegetables of every kind, fine wine and delicious food to make everyone jealous. A whole basket of awful relatives. Do you think my home is a charity? Get lost and don’t come back! But where did this elegant young man come from, and why won’t he stop clinging to her? A comedy scene: “Little girl, let’s work together!” She heard his reasons and agreed. After all, she’d be the one to profit. “Little girl, give me a kiss!” She gave him a quick peck. After all, the young man was handsome, so she wasn’t losing out. “Wife, a proper title matters. Please make our marriage official...” “Get lost! I haven’t had my fill of being a young lady yet!” “How about we use the back door?” “...Get lost, and don’t stop running!” What kind of wicked husband was this? Could she return him? He was utterly shameless! PS: This is mainly a farming story, with food as well. Don’t get too hung up on any inaccuracies involving ancient currency. This is a one-on-one romance with a serious main plot, though the author may occasionally get carried away. The leads have plenty of adorable moments together. I’m no good at writing blurbs, so if you like it, head over to the story and give it a read. Tap that little button to add it to your collection, and please don’t leave nasty comments if it’s not your thing. Love you all.