Spring Crops Every Year

In 1942, there was a severe drought in central Henan, and people died of hunger everywhere. The courtyard was full of pretty ladies from well-known families, waiting for Mr. Gu to look at them, but he pointed at the shrunken girl in the corner. Shen Chunhe was frightened. She was just here to pay off the debt, not to show off. In order to draw a clear line, she hid in the woodshed chopping firewood, eating moldy bran, and never approached him. But this man seemed to be possessed by an evil spirit and insisted on leaning towards her. She ate rough grains, but he forced her to exchange them with white-flour steamed buns. She was bullied, and he destroyed the entire backyard. Shen Chunhe was forced to retreat, gritting his teeth and glaring at this living king of hell. "Third Master, I only signed a contract to work!" The man leaned down and wiped the ash from her face, smiling meaningfully. "Then sign a lifelong contract, and even my life will be yours."