Ye Qing, who had starved through ten years of the apocalypse, died. When she opened her eyes again, she found herself in a small northern mountain village in the 1960s, having become the youngest daughter-in-law who had just married into the Xiao family.
The system told Ye Qing that she had transmigrated into a male-oriented period novel. According to the plot, she was supposed to wash the male lead’s clothes, cook his meals, and protect him, eventually becoming his white moonlight and rising to the pinnacle of life.
The system rubbed its hands eagerly: “Go for it, Host! Who would pass up the chance to become the male lead’s white moonlight and instead honestly stay married to a cook?”
Ye Qing’s response was to kick the system so hard it lost its voice, then give it another slap and tell it to get lost.
What’s wrong with being a cook’s wife? Haven’t you heard that even during three years of drought, cooks never starve?
The village was blessed with clear waters, lush mountains, and abundant resources. As someone from the apocalypse, Ye Qing’s eyes gleamed green with excitement.
Wild boars and pheasants? I’ll take them! Astragalus and ginseng? I’ll take them too! Raspberries, wild grapes, hawthorn berries, wild rabbits, river fish, eels—I’ll take them all!
A wild man? I’ll take him too… Wait, no! The handsome, sunny young man grinning in front of her is her husband—the one with unparalleled cooking skills!
The couple quickly hit it off: one loved food and stockpiling supplies, while the other excelled at cooking.
In spring, they gathered wild vegetables and fruits and hunted in the mountains. In summer, they splashed through streams catching fish and collecting medicinal herbs. In autumn, they worked the fields and welcomed a bountiful harvest with granaries full of grain. In winter, the whole family sat around the heated kang bed, keeping warm, chatting, and watching the protagonist’s group stir up drama.
Their peaceful mountain life flourished day by day.
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