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

The village chief glanced at Feng Bao, then swept his gaze over the remaining few, huffed heavily, and left with a flick of his sleeves.


Those who were there for the spectacle, seeing that the fight had dispersed, realized there was nothing more to see and scattered, heading home in groups.


Under the blazing sun, it was already noon. Feng Xuxu saw that the four acres of fields were almost tended to, with just the finishing touches remaining, so she called everyone to head back for lunch.


The yard was bustling with people coming and going; thankfully, those building houses came back just to pick up food and vegetables, so they didn't crowd the yard. The rest had a big bowl of vegetables and two fist-sized mantous per person, enough to fill them up. The workers, hearing that there was enough to go around, ate to their heart's content and cheerfully praised Feng Xuxu.


Days always passed quietly, and in a blink, three days had gone by since the rice planting.


Chapter 44 Beaten to Death (2)