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

"The heavens are so unfair, why did that dead girl who was snatched by the Tatars come back?" Yan Family muttered to herself with a mix of sighs and complaints.


"Mom, what are you talking about? I'm hungry, why haven't you started cooking yet?" Ma Youcai came back and dove into the kitchen, but both pots in the kitchen were empty, spotless.


So he had to go and look for Yan Family.


"Still not preparing food for the child, you do nothing at home all day, don't even cook meals on time, what can you do right?" Ma Dalang's anger had no outlet.


The words of Ma Youcai gave him just the right target and reason to vent his anger.


"Isn't it just starting to get dark?" Yan Family answered, puffing up with irritation as she reluctantly stood up and headed toward the kitchen.


From the small yard next door, the laughter of grandchildren and the calls from Huang Family telling the kids to be careful could be heard.


These sounds were incredibly grating to her ears.


Chapter 837: Dealing With Rumors (1)