Famine Year, Government Mandates Two Wives

Chen Xian woke up and became a 35-year-old widower in ancient Qingxia Village. His son and daughter knelt on the ground calling him father. In his previous life, he was in his early twenties, a solitary shut-in. How could he possibly be a father just after transmigrating?

Even more outrageous was the government's first decree after he transmigrated: to stimulate population growth, everyone must be assigned a wife, and refusal would result in a doubling of the head tax. Chen Xian looked at the thatched hut in his house and said speechlessly, “I can’t even support myself, where’s the courage to take two wives? Village chief, you’re making things difficult for me.”

He could only roll up his sleeves and start a small business or open a workshop during the famine year. To enrich his life, and to write some storybooks to enrich the spiritual lives of the people of this era… struggling and earning money in ancient times.

Yet, without him realizing it, he turned the small mountain village into the number one industrial park village, the number one commercial food street, the number one school district, and the number one educational academy… Chen Xian spread his hands: “At first, I just wanted to survive.”