The Little Farmhouse Good-Luck Wife of the Tyrant

Le Yin transmigrates. She lands in the body of a pitiful girl who died by smashing her head after refusing to be sold off as a concubine to an old man by relatives trying to seize her family property. Her husband has gone to war and his fate is unknown; her mother-in-law has died of illness, and her family assets have been stolen... But none of that compares to her current predicament: she's lying in a coffin, waiting to be buried alive. What a tricky situation. No matter how awful things are from the start, life still has to go on! So Le Yin, having come to terms with it, punches through the coffin lid above her, grabs a cleaver, and sets out to reclaim her rightful property first! There's no problem a punch can't solve. If one punch doesn't work, then use two! The little mountain village may be poor, but with a mountain at its back and fields at its doorstep, and relatives to tease and dogs to walk whenever she likes, life can still be full of color! But just as she finishes making clear plans for her future, her husband, who was reported to have died on campaign, leaving no trace of his remains, returns! The problem is, he's in poor health: he can't walk, can't lift a hand, and even a little sunshine makes him dizzy... Le Yin wants to call it quits. After all, a soft girl like her who can smash through bricks with sheer force simply can't look after such a “delicate flower”! But as soon as she suggests the idea, her formerly frail husband, who couldn't even care for himself, suddenly looms over her, a blade gleaming coldly in his hand. “You really want to split up? Maybe you should think it over again!” Le Yin: “...Did the knife in your hand leave me any time to think?!” [Reader group number: 218979508]