Jiang Zhimiao transmigrated into an ordinary ancient farming family—one so ordinary it was downright poor.
He himself was delicate and frail, without a shred of survival skills.
Zhimiao, Zhimiao—the name itself told you how insignificant he was.
His mother was renowned throughout the region as a remarkably capable woman, but his father was infamous as the region’s most useless man.
Although his father was a famously handsome man in the area, he was also the only man known for never doing farm work and spending all day reading idle books.
The stout and sturdy women and young wives in the village constantly gossiped about how Jiang’s wife had married a worthless pretty boy who did no farm work and lazed around at home all day.
They even held up his father as a cautionary tale, warning their daughters and daughters-in-law never to follow the example of Jiang Zhimiao’s love-struck mother.
From a young age, Jiang Zhimiao acted like a shrew, standing at the village entrance every day to curse and argue with those gossipy women.
“So what if my mother married my dad for his looks! So what if she loves raising my beautiful dad! You’re all just sour grapes!”
The village women, who usually loved to spread rumors and gossip, were no match for Jiang Zhimiao, even though he hadn’t even finished losing his baby teeth.
Thus, the rumors in the village grew even wilder: not only did the Jiang family have a weak and useless pretty boy, but they also had a son who was the reincarnation of a troublemaking shrew.
Later, Jiang Zhimiao’s father, Jiang Qingshi, rose steadily through the ranks—from scholar, to provincial graduate, to becoming a close confidant of the emperor…
Wait! Why did this plot feel increasingly familiar to Jiang Zhimiao!
Wasn’t this the storyline of a novel he had read before!?
His father, who came from the countryside, climbed step by step to the highest ranks of government, only to become corrupt, extort taxes, and ultimately bring about the execution of his entire clan?
Tearfully, Jiang Zhimiao hugged his father’s thigh.
“Dad! Let’s quit this official business! I want to go back to farming!”
His father solemnly cupped his chubby little face.
“Be good, Dad is going to make you the most esteemed child in the world!”
The most esteemed child? Wasn’t that…
Jiang Zhimiao trembled in fear… What on earth did his father want to do!?
#Beautiful Dad and His Sickly yet Shrewish Son#
#Harm My Son and Watch Me Go Crazy Online!#
#My Herculean Mom and My Fragile, Pu
shover Dad#
