Farm Girl's Manor-Chapter 1409: New Article Recommendation: [The Beautiful Countryside of the Farmer’s Daughter-in-Law]

Chapter 1409: New Article Recommendation: [The Beautiful Countryside of the Farmer’s Daughter-in-Law]

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Through time into the Daqing Dynasty, Sang Ye, a twenty-one-year-old spinster, went through many hardships with her five-year-old little dumpling to return to her countryside home, only to be labeled as a "husband-cloaker" by the gossiping women.

No matter if they were ruffians or second-rate hoodlums, all set their sights on this piece of "tainted meat".

Sang Ye, unable to bear the nuisance, fully revealed her ferocious nature and chased hooligans and ruffians for twenty miles wielding the Rib-tickling Dagger.

Overnight, the Sang Family Girl’s fearsome reputation shook the region, and rumours of her fierceness spread throughout the neighborhoods. From then on, no one dared to bother her.

The simple and honest Sang Old Dad said, "Shiyi, don’t be scared, your dad will protect you."

The fiery Sang Old Mom who adores her children said, "Lianlian, just wait, your mom will tear those wretched gossips’ mouths apart!"

The henpecked and reticent Sang Big Brother said, "Sis, as long as I have food to eat, I’ll never let you go hungry."

The sharp-tongued but kind-hearted Sang Big Sister-in-law said, "Little sister-in-law, I’ll find you a tough husband!"

The bookish Sang Little Brother said, "Sister, once I’ve achieved scholarly honors, I’ll find you an in-house husband."

The five-year-old little dumpling said, "Mom, I don’t want to study anymore, buy me a dad with this money for my education!"

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Facing her family’s care, Sang Ye, who was solely focused on making a fortune and leading her family down the road to prosperity, felt an immense pressure. In the end, she clenched her teeth and decided—to get married!

But who would dare to marry her? That was a big problem!

What Sang Ye never expected was that someone fearless would come knocking on her door to propose, bearing a large wild boar as a sign of sincere intentions...

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[Male Lead’s Identity]—Farmer Advantage: Absolute obedience to his wife

[Female Lead’s Identity]—Farm Girl Advantage: Can be fierce, can be tender—is that considered an advantage?

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PS:

1. Both male and female leads are chaste! Both male and female leads are chaste! Both male and female leads are chaste!

2. Pure farming and family life, a "Triple-No Script": No palace strife, no household strife, no schemes and strategies[Read the first Chapter ’Tough Husband-cloaker’ for a trial]

The first rays of sunlight in the early morning fell on the rooftop, elongating the shadows of the house; the early birds perched on the branches, singing their tuneless songs, adding a bit of liveliness to the quiet courtyard; wisps of cooking smoke danced in the wind, creating the simplest image of rural life.

In the narrow and simple kitchen, Sang Ye skillfully baked over a dozen coarse grain cakes, then poured the washed raw rice and its water into the pot, put on the lid, added a few durable logs to the stove, and then rose from her task to retrieve a chipped kitchen knife from behind the door. She went out to the courtyard where she started chopping pigweed on a dark wooden board.

Thump, thump, thump—

The rhythmic sound of chopping spread far and wide, climbing over the low earth walls and traveling a great distance, startling the birds on the branches and also waking up the child still sleeping in the house.

"Mom—"

A little tyke about five years old, rubbing his sleepy eyes and shuffling in a pair of semi-new cotton shoes, appeared at the entrance of the main room, softly calling out to Sang Ye, who was chopping pigweed.

"Are you awake, Huanhuan? Quickly wash your hands and face, and your mom will serve breakfast once I’m done chopping the pigweed!" Sang Ye, busy at work, looked up and gave her son a tender smile, "Right, go wake up your older cousin in your uncle’s room, and then the two of you can eat breakfast together."

"Okay, I’ll wake up older brother first, then wash up with him," the little dumpling earnestly replied, not waiting for his mother’s praise before turning and scurrying into a room in the east wing.

Sang Ye smiled gently, wiped away the sweat about to drip into her eyes, and continued chopping the remaining half of the pigweed.

Once the pigweed was all chopped, Huanhuan’s fair little face had been washed clean; sitting on a small stool with another child about his age, both waited obediently for their mother to serve breakfast.

"Mealtime—," Sang Ye announced cheerfully, carrying a tray swiftly into the main room and placing three bowls of porridge, three cakes, and a dish of pickles on the table, "The porridge is fresh out of the pot and a bit hot, so take your time eating, boys."

"Thank you, Mom!"

"Thank you, Auntie!"

The two little ones thanked in unison, then started to eat the breakfast with small bites, holding a spoon in the left hand and a cake in the right, all along with the dish of pickles.

Seeing her well-behaved nephew, Sang Ye smiled slightly, patted his little head, and then, like pulling a trick, conjured up two cooked eggs, giving one to each of the boys.

"Wow, an egg! Auntie, you’re the best!" Sang Xiaoshan grabbed his own egg, cupping it in his hands and gazing at it gleamingly, unable to contain his joy.

Compared to other families in the village, the Sang Family managed to live a decent life—not to say they were particularly well-off in terms of food and clothing, but at least they didn’t go hungry. However, in the Sang household, eggs were still a luxury; even those laid by their own hens were not eaten casually, but saved up to be traded for household essentials like oil, salt, soy sauce, and vinegar at the town market.