Lazy words

Lin Ziyin, modern day mechanical professor especially hired by the school, had the potential for great achievement in her field. However, due to family reasons, she could only treat her mechanical research and teaching as a secondary job, pouring all her energy into the farm and the food business before. Despite her low-key approach, she was unable to suppress her sister's rage, and a furious car crash sent her straight to ancient times.
Indeed, she had excellent character, so why did the heavens send her to the sparsely populated Northern Land. Known as the death zone, those who were banished to this borderland would spend their lives and perish there. However, Lin Ziyin was quite satisfied with her own identity. Even if she had lost the protection of her parents, she still had the protection of her siblings and grandfather. Of course, she also had her younger brother and nephew at home who needed her protection. This abundance of familial love was enough to compensate for the hardships caused by poverty at home.
Poverty, she wasn't afraid of, as she had experience in farming. With large swathes of uncultivated land, the Northern Land was practically custom-made for her. The heavy workload didn't matter either, she was proficient in designing all kinds of small tools. Whether it was the emperor's absurdity, not providing aid to the border king, or the shameless Tatars that would rob them frequently, none of these posed a problem for her. She could think of solutions for everything. It wasn't uncommon for the border king to tell everyone how lucky he was to have married such a wonderful queen!

The Princess of Northern Land

"This?" Lin Changshu was somewhat shy about it.


"I often come to your house for meals." Wu Dayou was displeased.


"Thank you, Brother Dayou. Please come over for dinner tomorrow. I'll cook a wild chicken for you." Lin Ziyin casually said. There's always a way to return a favor.


"Alright." Wu Dayou agreed with a smile.


So, the old man, Lin Changshu, Lin Ziyin and the two injured children returned home. The village spectators, left without a spectacle, also dispersed.


"A full ounce of silver, already gone?" Under the tree, Mrs. Yan was shedding a waterfall of tears.


"So many people watching, what could I do? It was all that kid's fault, less use and more trouble." Ma Zhicai glared furiously at his younger brother.


On hearing this, Mrs. Yan also slapped her youngest son several times in anger.


Ma Youcai, realising he was in trouble, didn't dare to speak and hung his head as Mrs. Yan slapped him several times.


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