Yilan

Feng Xuxu, a 21st-century professor of agriculture and biology, was in secret the mastermind behind a five-star hotel. Running back and forth between the university and the hotel, it's no wonder she worked herself sick. One moment she closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, she found herself in the body of a poor village girl who had just lost her mother and then her father.
Fortunately, time-travel came with a perk, the almighty space ability. After toying with some seeds, she grew thousands of acres of high-yield grains and spent her leisure time cultivating flowers. Before she knew it, she had created a landscape of thousands of acres of flowers. Munching on fruit, she ended up with thousands of acres of orchards. When she craved some greens in the wintertime, she turned around to discover greenhouses covering thousands of acres. Feng Xuxu counted on her fingers: Spring Garden, Summer Garden, Autumn Garden, Winter Garden—not one more, not one less, four in total. She nodded in satisfaction and said, “This is all one needs in life.” Meanwhile, a certain devilishly charming man approached her with a sly smile, “Little Xuxu, how do you plan to deal with me?”
Feng Xuxu was in disarray amidst the wind, realizing she had forgotten about one demon yet to be tamed.
In this story, both male and female leads are strong, with the male lead being physically and mentally pure and devoted.

Unlimited estates for rural beauty

Feng Jia's weathered face turned beet red, and without another word, she delivered a hefty slap to Feng Gao's face. Receiving the blow, Feng Gao felt a surge of fury, rolled up her sleeves, and reached for Feng Jia's hair. She grabbed Feng Jia's hair and gave her a beating, seizing the chance to scratch at her face whenever she could.


Feng Jia cried out in pain from the stinging on her face and swung her arm to hit Feng Gao back. Their feet joined the fray, and they both fell to the ground, throwing punches and kicks in a heated brawl. By the time the onlookers snapped out of their amusement, the two were entangled in an inextricable fight, impossible to pull apart.


The village chief was overseeing the rice planting at the edge of the field when someone ran over, telling him that a fight had broken out. Following the direction pointed out by the villager's hand, he saw a crowd gathered, some egging on the fight.


Chapter 43 Beaten to Death (1)