Dressed as a Tyrant's Wife from a Peasant Family

The music traveled through time. It was worn on the body of a poor little boy who was killed because he refused to be sold to an old man as a concubine by his destitute relatives. My husband is on an expedition and his life or death is uncertain. My mother-in-law dies of illness and her property is robbed... However, no matter which one, she was lying in the coffin, waiting to be buried alive. No matter how bad the start is, life has to be lived! So Leyin, who was overthinking, punched the coffin board above her head and grabbed her own property with a kitchen knife first! There's no problem that can't be solved with one punch. If one punch doesn't work, just two punches! Although the small mountain village is poor, it has its back against the mountains, guarding the fields in front of the village, and teasing relatives to walk their dogs at any time. Life can also be lived happily! However, just when she was clearly planning everything for the future, Her husband, who was rumored to have died in battle without any trace of his body, is back! My health is not good, I can't move my legs, I can't lift my hands, and I will feel dizzy if I stay in the sun for too long... Leyin wanted to break up the gang, after all, a weak girl like her who was so powerful couldn't afford to serve such a 'delicate flower'! I didn't want to put forward this idea, but the originally delicate husband who couldn't take care of himself suddenly came over to me, the blade in his hand was cold and cold: Do you really want to break up? Why don't you think about it again? ! Leyin: ... Have you given me time to think about the knife in your hand? ! [Reader group number: 218979508]