Duo Ji

(The Book's title has been changed from the original Pretty Man's Beloved Farmwife: This Madam is So Hot). Yang Chuxia found herself in a different world, inhabiting the body of a destitute farm girl who had been killed by her step-grandmother. To make matters worse, her step-grandmother even intended to sell her lifeless body. How could she endure such a fate?
Hmph, whether you're a step-grandmother or an uncle, if you're a villain, I'll confront you just the same. Send one, I'll defeat one; send two, I'll conquer both.
Yet, after vanquishing the wrongdoers, she gazed upon her emaciated, poorly dressed parents, siblings, and the struggling, underdeveloped village.
Yang Chuxia seethed with determination, pointing to the sky and declaring, "I shall surely bring prosperity to this place, to the point where you'll fear having flowers bloom in summer when I tell you to have flowers blooming in summer, and where you are too afraid to seek women for me as suitors, when I tell you to find me men!"
A certain man whispered, "Wifey, I'm already a man..."

The Comeback of the Charming Farmer's Wife

"Xiaxia, what are you looking at?" Yang Chuxia pulled Yang Xiayun by the hand, her eyes still fixed on the teahouse.


"I feel like someone is watching us." She whispered this to Ye Zi'an, who was taken aback and then said, "Be careful then."


Ye Zi'an actually wanted to suggest not to stroll around and go back to the shop, but he didn't say it out loud seeing the two enthusiastic future sisters-in-law.


"It's okay, I don't think they're enemies, and I didn't sense any malice from them."


Observing Ye Zi'an's hesitation, Yang Chuxia could almost guess what he wanted to say.


She looked up at the window of that teahouse again, and when no one appeared, she didn't linger on the matter. However, she was certain that someone had been there.


It was only when Yang Chuxia and the others walked away that one of the young masters returned to the window, staring at the departing figures.


Chapter 372: Ms. Luo Delivers a Basket of Radishes