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A new general who can summon military spirits has appeared on the border. Because her weapon is a farm tool, she is called the Farmer General. However, some people say that since the general is a woman, it is inappropriate to use the word "husband" for her: "It always feels like I am stealing the credit of the female general... How about calling her the Farmer General?"

In fact, the female general named Li, whose surname is not Nong, said: If I can’t come up with a suitable name, at least I still have a surname, right?

A man who felt insulted by this comment: "Didn't I just propose to my fiancée when she was being honored? Didn't I just... Oh my god, why is it so dark? Where did that sack come from? Who hit me?"

Yuanshan Village has recently developed a bit of a reputation, and it's not a good one. It stems from a neighboring woman who insists on matchmaking for everyone in sight. Since the village chief's donkey took on this noble mission, the people of Yuanshan have been saved, while nearby villages have suffered.

"Hurry, hurry, that old woman is coming again!" In a village near Yuanshan Village, the natives were running around in panic. This wasn't a raid by bandits, but rather the matchmaker's arrival. Seeing the familiar figure approaching the village entrance, the chosen village quickly went on alert, everyone locked their doors and pretended no one was home.

The neighbor aunt rode her donkey into the village and found that no one was there. Every household stayed indoors and didn't care. It was already December, and the weather was freezing. No matter how much these people hated her, they would never leave their hometown in such cold weather.

"Where were we talking yesterday, oh..." Sitting down outside, the neighbor lady began her daily task of matchmaking. While there wasn't an audience directly in front of her, there was one behind the door. She found it amusing every time she heard them gasp in anger, yet they pretended they weren't home and couldn't refute her. And so, she came more frequently.

It's not that no one tried to fight fire with fire, trying to introduce her to other men, but she always refused on the grounds that she was married. Some people even went to her husband to ask him to take the woman back, but the answer he got was that he couldn't do anything about it.

As the Lunar New Year approaches, the pressure to get married spreads everywhere, with the exception of the villagers near Yuanshan Village, who, having been so annoyed by their neighbor's aunt, are completely unwilling to discuss the matter. Qin Huan, who lives far away in the capital, traveled to Beijing with her parents for the Lunar New Year this year. When asked about this by unfamiliar relatives, she simply pulled out a portrait of Bei Qiao, saying that this was her sweetheart, but she hadn't yet caught him, so she planned to take her time.

"When did you hire someone to paint this?" Qin's mother naturally recognized the person in the painting, but she would not expose her daughter's lie in front of her relatives: "It's okay to hide it from others, but have you discussed this with Qiao Qiao?"

"Don't worry, mother. I've already sent her a letter to discuss this! She said it's okay, but we have to keep Cousin Qiao and Qiao Qiao separate, just like before." Qin Huan felt bad for the situation, so he specifically ordered someone to contact the Qiao Family Escort Agency in Yuanshan Village to do business, hoping that Qiao Qiao could make more money. "Someone wants to borrow this portrait, but I don't know what to do. Qiao Qiao is away on a long trip, so I can't contact her for the time being."

"Traveling far? Where are you going in such a cold day?"

"She said that a friend of hers was looking for an immortal and she wanted to go along to watch the fun."

"Watching the fun? That seems like what she would do." She opened the escort agency but didn't care about it. She relied on carrier pigeons to send messages and her subordinates to manage the agency all day long. She traveled all over the place, south and north. She was very carefree and a bit playful.

Mother Qin had no opinion on whether to borrow the portrait. Although she felt that with Qiao Qiao's personality, as long as the two identities were separated and she was given enough benefits, she wouldn't care about these things, but discussing and notifying were two different things.

"I think so too, but I can't contact her now, and the princess is pressing me."

"Which princess is she to be urged by others?" With Her Majesty the Queen around, who would dare to urge the royal children to get married?

"It's not that others are pushing her, it's that she thinks the person in the portrait is good-looking and wants to imitate others and find a lover." Qin Huan shook his head: She's still a child, and she's still trying to imitate others to find a lover. She might as well raise a cat slave to pass the time.

The princess, who had borrowed Qin Huan's portrait to copy, sneezed, feeling that someone was saying bad things about her behind her back. However, she didn't care about it. As a princess who had been pampered since birth, it was normal for others to envy and hate her for everything she had.

Turning her head to look out the window, the princess shook her head, and the hairpin on her head swayed with her movements: "That person is so beautiful!" She just felt inexplicably that the person in the portrait seemed to be a woman.

The princess had no idea she'd guessed the truth. With the Lunar New Year approaching, many people were coming to visit and try to curry favor. As one of the most favored and powerful princesses, she hadn't been free these days, sometimes missing even three meals a day at home. But she certainly wasn't the busiest person. The Empress, the reigning emperor's hardest-working queen, hadn't even returned to the capital yet. Who knew which idiot had been so ruthless as to provoke the Empress to personally leave?

Your Majesty, who works twice as hard during every festive season: Greed is truly ineradicable.

New players continue to join the alternate world every day, and occasionally, veterans leave. Some leave because management is failing, forcing them to return to reality and start over; some leave because they've been too reckless, accidentally destroying their bodies to the point where they can no longer be used; and some leave because they're too old and can no longer handle juggling both.

With the Lunar New Year fast approaching, some players are celebrating both in the real world and in the alternate reality, while others simply close their doors, pretending to visit family while actually logging off to take a break. So many players in a novice village have logged off to play that the village is practically deserted. The locals, believing it's haunted, are so frightened they run to the village chief's house and refuse to leave during New Year's Eve. The village chief, who was originally planning to have a New Year's Eve dinner, is forced to wear holographic glasses the entire time, eating dumplings at home while glaring at the locals in the alternate reality.

There are quite a few players like the village chief who celebrate the New Year offline while celebrating the New Year in another world. Especially those who do not return to the novice village to celebrate the New Year. As long as they are not alone, they have to meet with local indigenous friends during the New Year.

Speaking of the natives, with the help of the players, Qiuhuamen's economic situation has gradually improved, and this year has been a good year.

Because her previous life was not going well, the senior sister was afraid that her disciples would become love-sick. After making some money, she discussed it with the head elder and took everyone out to eat, drink and have fun. During the trip, she kept emphasizing that this kind of happiness can be obtained through one's own efforts, and one should not rely on others, especially men.

"Senior Sister, what about the sect that bullied us before? I don't think they were trying very hard."

"They...their ancestors worked hard, so now they just have to be shameless."

"Then can I be shameless too?"

“…Try harder.”

Somewhere in the south, although the scumbag father who sold his daughter was imprisoned along with the buyer, rumors of their affair had already spread to the nearby county. Although the two solemnly clarified the matter many times afterwards, the locals who loved to watch the fun said, "Who would believe it? You say yours, and we believe ours."

"We really aren't!"

"Ahhh, yes, yes!"

Sijin College celebrated the New Year in the same way as usual. All the students cooked and made dumplings together. The students in the college could fight, cook, and even mend their own clothes when they had nothing to do.

"Sewing yourself... It's not impossible, but you have to learn it." The medical skills on the battlefield are not that sophisticated, but you can't be so careless.

"Yes, Master."

On New Year's Eve, a light snow fell. A neighbor, who hadn't been out matchmaking, visited Yu Qian's house next door and made a bowl of normal dumplings for her husband. He said he couldn't eat them. He'd become like Shennong in recent months, having experienced every possible way to poison someone but not die. He had to be on guard.

"Why? It's Chinese New Year, and I'm going to make you a bowl of poisonous dumplings? I have to eat them myself!"

"That's good. I'm a little hungry." The husband stepped forward and raised the bowl: "Making dumplings is good... Uh, didn't you say..."

"I said dumplings are normal, but I didn't say the vinegar in the bowl is normal." The neighbor lady put down her chopsticks and said, "I hate making dumplings the most!"

The village chief, who was once again called by the neighbor aunt’s husband to mediate the relationship between the two, said: “…If you do it again, you can’t stay here.”

What village chief spends all his time trying to pressure wives into giving their husbands impotence medication? It's Chinese New Year... Enough is enough! Can't the village chief just finish a bowl of dumplings in peace?!

A truly year-round model worker system: Peaceful? This is quite peaceful, huh? The workload on weekdays is much heavier than today, so it's still better to celebrate the New Year!