Twilight Smoke Painting

# chief assistant
Zhao Chuchu was reborn in a time before the apocalypse. As soon as the space was filled with supplies, something fell from a high altitude and killed her. Then, she transmigrated, becoming a small villager in an unknown dynasty. She started this new life by taking out the natives, dealing with the plague, and becoming a divine doctor in one fell swoop. Using her fists, she gained high status. She bullied those scums until they cried for their mommy and begged for mercy. She produced large quantities of rice, beans, and sweet potatoes… She could do everything, and she earned a lot of money with that. Everyone watched as she reconciled with Xiao Xiucai. They watched until a baby was born, as well as until Xiao Xiucai became the top scholar and smoothly became the Chief Minister. Then, everyone waited for the day the Chief Minister would divorce his wife, who went through hardships in life with him. They waited and waited until the couple had grown old, the two living together for the rest of their lives.

The Chief Minister’s Ferocious Wife

Zhao Chuchu said, "Da Lang is more experienced than I am at making douchi. Why don't I ask him to take a look to see what the problem is after he returns from the academy? Otherwise, if I went over, I would not be much help since I don't know much myself."

"Either way works fine. Then let's wait for Da Lang to return from the academy. I will instruct someone to bring him over," said Mrs. Yuan as she nodded. "Everyone in the household loved the douchi you gave us last time. Your grandmother is urging me to make more as soon as possible."

"I still have some here. Godmother, take some home with you."

"There is no need. I was just making small talk with you. I did not come to ask you for more."

"You don't need to be so polite with me. We are family, after all. Wait a moment."

If It Is Not Fated, Don't Force It (1)