In the tenth year of the Jianguang reign of the Great Yan Dynasty, February in the southwest should have been a time of springtime beauty, but instead, an unprecedentedly long winter arrived.

The cold wind was like a knife, blowing away the tender green shoots that hid under the bark, afraid to move. The trees could wait patiently, but people could not.

In the worst-hit areas, cattle and sheep froze to death, and the winter wheat in the fields was also about to die from the winter drought.

Farmers, lacking food and clothing, were on the verge of death, and famine was imminent, yet the imperial court's taxes were increasing instead of decreasing.

Therefore, the Zhou king, whose fief was in the southwest of Yan, raised an army in response to the will of the people.

The surrounding prefectures were thrown into chaos, each fleeing for their own lives before the arrival of the rebel troops.

"Run! The mutineers are attacking!"

"They'll do anything—murder, arson, and more!"

"They also eat human flesh, drink human blood, and skin people!"

Rumors spread like wildfire, and terrifying news flew by.

Everyone was terrified, and the people of Xujia Village, which was located next to the official road, were especially panicked.

Many people have already started packing their belongings, bringing their families along, in preparation for fleeing the disaster.

However, one household in the village had its gate tightly closed, and there was a constant commotion inside.

"I'm not leaving, I'm not leaving. I've lived half my life and seen it all. What kind of chaotic army would come to a tiny village like this!"

On the wooden ladder of the courtyard wall, a woman who was not yet forty years old but dressed as an old woman was howling and waving a sickle fiercely in the air, as if she wanted to fight the chaotic soldiers.

In the courtyard, a young man wrapped in a thick coat knelt on the ground and pleaded, "Mother, please come down! It's a real fight, those soldiers are killing people indiscriminately!"

"Bring it on! This old woman will fight them to the death!"

The woman used a sickle to chop off a handful of soil from the wall, and dust immediately flew up.

Beside her, the pregnant young woman turned pale with fright.

It's a complete mess!

Xu Errui knelt on the ground, his eyes red with anxiety, but he was too sluggish to say anything more.

My mother has always been the one in charge at home, but now that there's war and everyone is fleeing, she's not leaving. What should we do?

There was another boy in the courtyard, wearing a windproof raincoat and a straw hat, with a tattered coat and cotton trousers underneath, and his exposed calves were blue with cold.

His thin face was deathly pale from the cold, with only his eyes shining with a deep, dark light against his thick eyebrows.

The boy ignored the woman jumping and hopping around; instead, he stared intently at the overturned tables, chairs, and benches in the yard, his face grim and his fists clenched.

That old hag is always greedy, and now that the soldiers are about to attack, instead of leaving immediately, she's stubbornly clinging to these worthless trinkets, making everyone else suffer.

The woman roared for a while, but seeing that her son and daughter-in-law dared not utter a sound, she felt bored. Then she turned to the skinny boy and couldn't help but start cursing again: "It's you, you jinx, who came here! Last winter was unusually cold, and my whole litter of piglets froze to death! Jinx! Bastard!"

The boy had long been numb to these baseless curses, and the others in the courtyard were used to the insults as well.

The woman was cursing vehemently when she suddenly slipped, her frozen body falling straight down the wooden ladder. Her head hit the corner of the wall, and she immediately foamed at the mouth and lost consciousness...

Time travel! Time travel! Time travel again!

Jiang Zhi was so anxious she wanted to curse!

Novels are misleading!

Aside from working at the pharmacy of the town's health center, I usually just like to stay at home alone and watch boring videos like repairing donkey hooves, picking barnacles, old house renovations, and wilderness survival.

My only normal hobby is reading online novels.

I've recently become obsessed with male-oriented novels, especially super-satisfying ones. As a result, I stayed up all night reading them and when I opened my eyes, I found myself transmigrated into the book.

Since I'm transmigrating into a male-oriented novel, I might as well become a man! I'll experience what it feels like to pee standing up, and I can also visit brothels for some fun and romance.

Or go down the male lead's route and leave him with nowhere to go.

Unfortunately, the original owner of this body was a troublesome old woman who loved to make a fuss over nothing, leaving her speechless and unable to even cry.

This old woman is the villainous aunt in the book; she's the kind of minor supporting character who's always getting back at the male lead and is always the one who gets killed off.

On their escape, the villainous aunt bullied the male protagonist, withholding his food and clothing, and unsurprisingly, she was killed by him.

Then the male protagonist joins the rebel army and embarks on a promising future.

At this moment, the gloomy-faced, fifteen-year-old boy next to him is none other than Ni Fantian, the male protagonist of an online novel.

No, his real name is Nie Fantian.

The standard orphan, fostered in his uncle's house, is bullied and oppressed by his wicked aunt, forced to endure humiliation and hardship.

However, now that her aunt has become Jiang Zhi, she knows that this unfilial son is going to kill her on the road.

Jiang Zhi's mind was in turmoil. Death is painful in real life, but what would happen if she died in a book?

They must have felt just as bad.

It's like I'm lying on the ground fully clothed right now, and I can feel the cold air seeping into my back, making me unbearably cold.

Jiang Zhi kept her eyes closed and didn't move, which made her "son" very anxious.

"Mother, wake up! We won't leave, we'll do whatever you say, we won't leave!" Xu Errui said, his voice trembling with tears.

He is a filial son with an honest character. His grandparents and father have passed away, and he only has his mother.

Although they weren't completely obedient, they were still very compliant.

Now that his mother is desperately refusing to leave, he has no choice but to stay and be buried with her.

Beside them, Nie Fantian, who had been wearing a gloomy face, spoke up: "Cousin, you should take your sister-in-law and leave quickly."

Since my aunt doesn't want to leave, I'll stay with her. I'm single anyway, I'm not afraid of dying!

Xu Errui was somewhat displeased: "Xiaotian, what time is it now? Why are you saying such hurtful things? My mother has a bad temper, but you can't hurt her like this."

Nie Fantian gritted his teeth, suppressing his contempt for his cousin who only knew how to obey.

If Xu Errui hadn't been honest and hadn't deliberately bullied him, he really wouldn't have wanted to get involved: "Cousin, you've misunderstood me! I just want you and your wife to survive."

Before Xu Errui could say anything more, Jiang Zhi, who was lying on the ground, finally couldn't stay still any longer.

She feared that if she didn't wake up soon and stayed with Nie Fantian, she would probably be killed.

Then, with a long sigh, I slowly "woke up"!

"Mother, where did you fall?" Xu Errui was surprised, delighted, and a little uneasy, and quickly helped her up.

Jiang Zhi tasted the original owner's tone and said, "I won't die!"

Xu Errui thought to himself: It's good that my mother isn't hurt, but I wonder what kind of trouble she'll cause once she wakes up.

Beside her, the young woman brought over half a bowl of water and said somewhat timidly, "Mother, have some water!"

Jiang Zhi looked up and their eyes met, and the young wife trembled.

This mother-in-law is shrewish and capable, but she has a terrible temper. She will beat and scold anyone who doesn't do what she wants.

Jiang Zhi felt a bitter taste in her mouth and a dry throat, and felt uncomfortable all over. Ignoring the looks from her son and daughter-in-law, as well as Nie Fantian, she took the water and gulped it down, letting out a long burp at the end.

I only realized the water was lukewarm after I finished drinking it; it seems this daughter-in-law is a thoughtful person.

Seeing that his mother had finished drinking the water and hadn't scolded anyone, Xu Errui mustered up his courage and asked, "Mother, everyone in the village is leaving, should we go too?"

Jiang Zhi shook her head: "I'm not leaving!"

Xu Errui felt a chill in his heart. It was over. His mother was determined to die here.

The young woman began to sob: the villagers were about to flee, and her own family was still causing trouble.

In the short time Jiang Zhi had been lying on the ground, she had already formed an idea.

Fleeing from disaster is not like a group tour. On the road, you're constantly fighting with people over water, food, and even people. Plus, there's a male protagonist who wants to kill you at any moment.

Even if they safely reached the rear, they would still be refugees with no money, no land, and no house.

Although there is a saying that heroes emerge in times of chaos, for ordinary people, times of war and turmoil are a catastrophe, and it is best to hide.

The male protagonist went on an adventure to find opportunities to advance the plot, so why should an old woman like me get involved?

It would be better to find a remote place, clear land and farm the land yourself. It won't take long; you can come out once this period of chaos has passed.

She can even separate from the male lead who wants to kill her... Perfect!