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

"Do you want to eat now?" Lin Ziyin, who adored Yanzhi greatly because this child was so considerate, having suffered much in the past. Seeing Yanzhi's eyes fixated on the big tomatoes, with a somewhat envious gaze, she squatted down and asked with a smile.


"I'll eat when we get home." Yanzhi replied bashfully.


"Eat now, and Yanzhi can pick some more to take home later. We're not short of these two." Lin Ziyin stroked his head.


"Grandpa Zeng hasn't eaten." Yanzhi found another excuse.


"Grandpa Zeng is right next door in the shed. There are two here, wash both of them, give one to Grandpa Zeng and eat one yourself." Ziyin said, "When you're done eating, come back and pick some more to take home. Let Aunt Cui from the kitchen make soup for you."


Chapter 340: Old Age(1)_1