Pastoral Pretty Girl

(All extra chapters of the main text have been completed~) I married a fool on my wedding day and was beaten and kicked when I woke up. Kicked out of the big house to live in a thatched house on the hillside, with no rice or food, and a simple and handsome silly husband by your side. How can you live this life? Can you make a fortune picking mushrooms? That's home-cooked food on people's tables. Can you make money growing medicinal materials? Unfortunately, winter is approaching and the ground cannot be plowed. … In order to feed her family, she ate everything she could, and finally found her way to become rich! Want to get a share of the pie now? Pooh! Come one and fight one, come two and fight one! No matter who it is, there is no way they can compete for her wealth. But... When did the handsome husband look at her with less innocent eyes? Small theater: A certain woman: "Look, I bought your favorite candied haws." A certain man: "..." A certain woman: "Look, your favorite haystack, go and climb it." A certain man: "..." A certain man leaned close to her ear and said ambiguously: "Madam, actually what I love most is..."