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 are you talking about? You haven't caused me any trouble at all!" Yue Tingfang said somewhat anxiously, "I just..."


"I know!" Jin Zijin interrupted him once again.


Two 'justs', two 'I knows'. Actually, he didn't need to say so much; he knew many things already.


"All right, you're grown up now. If you need anything from us, just say it. It's just that woman..."


"She's quite well, thank you Uncle Yue for your concern. If there's nothing else, I'll be heading back first. Uncle Yue, Jin Yan takes his leave!"


Thinking of Gu Youyou, a smile involuntarily curved up Jin Zijin's lips without him realizing it.


He walked alone in the Marquis Residence's garden at night, like a shining star in the night sky.


Lately, he had thought a lot and felt that she truly was very good; her appearance was like a compensation from heaven, a blessing.


Chapter 345: Our Name, the Eternal Poem.