Feng Xu'er is a 21st-century professor of agricultural science and biology, but in private, she's the owner behind a five-star hotel. She runs between the school and the hotel, and it's no surprise she works herself sick. She closes her eyes and opens them again, only to find herself transmigrated into the body of a little village girl whose mother is dead and whose father has just died.
Fortunately, transmigrating comes with a perk: an all-purpose pocket space. She tinkers with seeds and grows tens of thousands of acres of high-yield crops. When she has time, she grows flowers, too, until she has tens of thousands of acres of blossoms. She eats fruit and ends up with tens of thousands of acres of orchards. One winter, she wants some fresh greens. Then she looks back and sees tens of thousands of acres of greenhouses. Feng Xu'er counts them off on her fingers: the Spring Garden, the Summer Garden, the Autumn Garden, and the Winter Garden. Four in all. She nods with satisfaction. This is all a person could ask for in life. Behind her, a wickedly handsome man says with a fake smile, "Little Xu Xu, how are you going to make room for me?"
Feng Xu'er is left reeling in the wind. How could she have forgotten about the wickedly handsome man she hadn't won over yet?
This story features a powerful hero and heroine. The male lead is pure in body and heart, and devoted to one woman.
