Cherry Blossoms Falling

The village girl who was close to death from illness was about to marry, and her suitor was a strong and hearty hunter.
Having time-traveled to a poor and backward mountain village, she had resigned herself to the lack of three square meals a day, but was her new body already halfway into the grave? What's more curious was that someone still wanted to marry her despite being on her deathbed?
Driven by curiosity, she went ahead with the marriage, eager to see who the unlucky sap was who'd lose his betrothal gifts and even the coffin money.
Cradled in his arms, her body was thin as a rake, and she really wanted to ask him, "Husband, does holding me hurt your hands?"

The Challenge of a Farmhouse Son-in-Law

What should be a blush-inducing compliment sounded oddly mundane coming from his lips, as if he was discussing salt, soy sauce, vinegar, and tea.


Gu Youyou responded irritably, "I know, look at how much you care, huh, it's just a sachet!"


Anyone who didn't know better would think you were giving away a diamond ring.


Despite her sharp tongue, Youyou was secretly thrilled.


She had heard that in these parts, a woman gifting a man a sachet was like a token of love, but a man giving one to a woman… well, let's just say it could serve the same purpose.


Lately, Gu Youyou had been very busy, gathering herbs in the mountains and picking chili peppers to make sauce at home.


The mountains stretched for thousands of miles, with occasional appearances from wild men. Given Youyou's extraordinary luck, she dared not venture too deep alone, limiting her chances of finding good herbs and leaving her to collect only wild peppers to take home.


Chapter 122: Selling Hot Peppers