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

"Auntie." The little one immediately corrected himself.


"You, always going whichever way the wind blows." Lin Zige tapped the child's forehead.


Lin Yanzhi didn't care, his mind was set on delicious food and new clothes.


The three women and two kids entered the cloth store, and the shop assistant greeted them immediately.


"Sir, do you want fabric or ready-made clothes?" The assistant was polite and didn't look down on them because of their outfits.


"Cotton fabric." said Lin Ziyin with a smile.


"Hemp is better." Guo Huiniang and Lin Zige said in unison.


"Cotton." Lin Ziyin insisted. "I will also take leftover fabric if you have it."


"We do have some, but the colors are a bit faded." the assistant answered hesitantly.


"The color doesn't matter." Lin Ziyin insisted.


So, the assistant brought out two rolls of cotton fabric from the back, one in a deep aqua color, the other one looked nicer, but it was clear both had been through rain.


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