Chapter 1
"I heard that Wang Laoshuan's second son jumped into the river!"
"Really?!"
"Of course it's true, they were already dead when they were pulled out!"
"Oh dear, God have mercy, why did you have such a stupid idea to jump into the river?"
"Is it because his parents are biased and want to marry him off to the eldest son of the Chen family in town to bring him good luck? I heard that the boy is so sick that he can't even get out of bed. He might end up a widow after he marries into the family."
"A perfectly good child was driven to such a state."
"Who says otherwise? Selling their own son for ten strings of cash? What kind of parents are they?"
"Sigh..." The old woman sighed and didn't say anything more. Every family has its own troubles, but no matter how hard life is, no one can use their children as a way out. This Wang family is really despicable!
The person being discussed was lying in the courtyard, soaking wet.
Wang Ying heard someone speaking in her ear, but she couldn't hear clearly as if there was a layer of glass behind her. She tried to open her eyes to see, but her eyelids felt as heavy as a thousand pounds, and she couldn't open them no matter what she did.
After a while, my stomach churned violently, and I vomited a large amount of water before I came to my senses.
"Oh my god, Second Brother is alive!" A scream came from the side.
People immediately gathered around. The leader was a middle-aged man wearing a coarse cloth shirt, with dark skin and a mustache. He glared angrily at Wang Ying.
On the other side was a short woman, also dressed in drab gray clothes, her hair pulled back, looking at him with a mean expression.
"You little bastard, you've gotten too bold! You actually dared to jump into the river! You've completely disgraced me!" The middle-aged man cursed and reached out to slap him.
Wang Ying was startled and turned to dodge, but accidentally fell off the wooden board. She felt dizzy and it took her a while to realize that something was wrong.
Looking around, there was a simple fenced yard, low thatched huts, and people all around with dusty faces, like extras in the background of an ancient costume drama.
I clearly went to check on the crops in the experimental field this morning and accidentally fell into a well by the roadside. Although there were villages around there, they all had spacious brick and tile houses, which were completely different from here. Where am I?!
Several people nearby stopped the middle-aged man and advised, "Brother Laoshuan, don't hit the child. It's a good thing that the second child is alive!"
"Yes, Yingzi is just having a moment of weakness. The Chen family are landlords with hundreds of acres of land. If she marries into that family, she won't have to worry about food and drink for the rest of her life."
Wang Ying hadn't understood what these people were saying when her head started spinning and she fainted again.
He was unconscious for half a day, but finally managed to sort out the original owner's memories.
The original owner was five years younger than her, having just turned eighteen this year. They shared the same name, Wang Ying, but their fates were completely different.
Xiao Wangying was the second oldest in his family, with an older brother and a younger brother. He should have been a boy, but in this dynasty, there was a different gender: "ge'er" (哥儿).
On the surface, a boy is just like a boy, but he does not have the functions that a man should have. Instead, he can give birth like a woman. Wang Ying is a boy.
He was disliked by his parents since he was a child, and now they are selling him to a landlord in town for ten strings of cash to bring him good luck.
The original owner of this body was unwilling to marry into the family and pleaded bitterly for several days. When her parents remained unmoved, she despairingly threw herself into the river and committed suicide. Unexpectedly, she herself happened to fall into a well and drown, which is how she was resurrected in another body.
When Wang Ying came to her senses, she was even more upset. She was an upright and model young man, and now she was going to become someone else's wife. Who wouldn't feel frustrated in this situation?
However, judging from the Wang family's current state, it's impossible for them to return the ten strings of cash. Letting him die again is absolutely out of the question.
A true man can bend and stretch; it's just... it's just being someone's wife, just bear with it and it will pass.
I've heard that the Chen family are landlords. Maybe I can have a good talk with them. If I can really win them over, it wouldn't be bad to have a piece of land to farm and make a living.
For the next few days, Wang Ying stayed at home quietly, waiting to get married. Old Wang was worried that she might cause trouble again, so he simply had his youngest son stay by his side to keep an eye on her.
Wang Jiasanlang noticed that his second brother seemed to have changed. A while ago, he was acting like he was going to die every day, but these days he was quiet and reserved, either sitting on the bed in a daze or talking to himself in front of the wall.
Sometimes I would ask him strange questions, such as what dynasty it is now, what the temperature is like in all four seasons, how many acres of land his family owns, what crops they grow, how many harvests a year, and how much the yield is, etc.
He was just a kid, how could he know any of this? He just felt that his second brother seemed to be possessed by a demon, and he was so scared that he didn't dare to stay in the same room with him.
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Four or five days later, the wedding day finally arrived.
Early in the morning, Wang Ying was dragged out of bed by the original owner's mother. She washed, dressed, and put on a grass-green long gown. According to local custom, on the wedding day, the man wore red and the woman wore green, similar to the Song Dynasty.
Around seven o'clock in the morning, the sound of music and drumming came from outside, and the wedding procession arrived.
The Chen family seemed to value this marriage quite a bit, even hiring a sedan chair carried by eight men to pick up the bride, a first for the surrounding villages.
Women and children curiously circled the bridal sedan chair. The matchmaker entered the courtyard, saying auspicious words. Because Chen's eldest son was too ill to get up, his younger brother Chen Sanlang had to help with the wedding.
Chen Sanlang is only ten years old this year. Wearing an ill-fitting wedding robe, he nervously follows behind the wedding matriarch, waiting for his new sister-in-law to leave.
A few days ago, he heard that his fiancée had nearly drowned after attempting to jump into a river because she didn't want to marry his elder brother. He thought that she wouldn't be able to get into the sedan chair peacefully today either.
Unexpectedly, the person inside came out in less than the time it takes to drink a cup of tea. The person had gentle features and a handsome appearance. He wore a light green robe and was as beautiful as a green willow tree. He was so good-looking that people couldn't take their eyes off him.
Even Granny Xi couldn't help but praise in her heart, no wonder the Chen family was willing to spend a lot of money to marry him, the Wang family's son actually had such a good appearance!
"Magpies perch on branches to celebrate the wedding, twin blossoms symbolize intertwined hearts bringing blessings, young master, please get into the sedan chair~"
Wang Ying walked to Chen Sanlang's side, grabbed a piece of red silk from his hand, and said, "Let's go."
"Hey, hey." The child quickly lowered his head, his face flushed, and pulled the other half of the silk towards the sedan chair.
Only after he was seated in the bridal sedan chair did Wang Ying's mother symbolically wipe the corner of her eye with a handkerchief and instruct him to be obedient and not to act childishly when he arrived at his husband's home.
As the sedan chair set off, swaying and wobbling towards the town, Wang Ying's heart finally settled down. Heaven knows how he had gotten through these past few days, fearing that people would discover he had been replaced and he would be burned as a monster.
However, he did find out some things. For example, the village he lived in was called Wangjiazhai, which, according to the geographical location of his previous life, should be located in North China. There are four distinct seasons here, and it is currently June, which is hot and rainy.
The North China Plain is flat and not very fertile, but the climate is suitable. The main crops are millet, soybeans, and wheat. Of course, there is also rice, but that is only for nobles and gentlemen, and ordinary people cannot afford it.
In her previous life, Wang Ying was a senior in the College of Agriculture, and coincidentally, her research topic was cultivation and breeding. Now that she has transmigrated to ancient times, it can be considered a perfect match for her major.
Secondly, this dynasty is called the Wu Dynasty, a dynasty he has never heard of before. It has been more than 130 years since Emperor Wu Taizu conquered the Jiangnan region. According to ancient and modern history, this dynasty has just reached its peak and there will not be any major wars in the near future.
Wang Ying was somewhat relieved that she had transmigrated to a peaceful era, free from the worries of war. If she had transmigrated to a time of chaos and turmoil, she might have died as soon as she arrived.
Lost in thought, the sedan chair arrived in town. The bumpy ride had made his buttocks ache, and he kept vomiting acid. Because he hadn't eaten anything that morning, he couldn't even vomit.
Finally, they arrived at the Chen family's gate. Amidst the crackling of firecrackers, Chen Sanlang once again lifted the sedan curtain, "Sister-in-law, get out of the sedan."
It took Wang Ying a while to realize that the "sister-in-law" was being addressed to her. A grown man had actually become a sister-in-law! She couldn't help but laugh, quickly covering her mouth with her fan, and led the red ribbon towards the Chen family's courtyard.
Unlike those in the village, the Chen family's residence was very large, mostly constructed of brick, stone, and wood. However, it was still dilapidated and old, quite different from modern buildings.
During the wedding ceremony, Sanlang took his place, which showed that Chen's eldest son was indeed quite ill.
Because the old master of the Chen family had passed away a few years ago, only the old lady of the Chen family was left in the hall. She was not old, but her temples were already gray, and there was an indelible sorrow between her brows. Looking at Wang Ying kneeling on the ground and kowtowing, she forced a smile and nodded.
It's no wonder she was worried. Ever since her husband passed away, her eldest son had also fallen ill and was bedridden. Seeing that her eldest son's condition was getting worse and worse, and that all the doctors in town were helpless, Madam Chen panicked and, in desperation, sought help from an old Taoist priest in a Taoist temple.
The old Taoist priest pointed her in the right direction, saying that Chen Dalang's five elements were lacking water, and he needed to marry a woman with a water element in order to prolong his life. Coincidentally, Wang Ying's five elements were water, so he spent money to marry her to bring good luck.
After a series of tedious procedures, Wang Ying was surrounded by a group of women and old ladies and entered the bridal chamber, finally meeting her nominal "husband".
Chen Jia Dalang, who was lying in bed, was only seventeen years old this year, a year younger than the original owner of the body. He was so thin from being bedridden for a long time that he was just skin and bones.
He noticed that Wang Ying's expression wasn't very pleasant, probably because she was unhappy that her mother had casually arranged a marriage for her with a young man.
The relatives, afraid of disturbing the patient, didn't dare to make a fuss. They just said a few auspicious words and wished the patient a speedy recovery and then left.
As soon as the others left, Wang Ying quickly took a handkerchief and wiped her face clean. The rouge she had applied in the morning had been smudged by sweat and was sticky on her face, making it hard to breathe.
Seeing the snacks on the table, he lifted his robe, sat down, and began to eat.
The snacks were a bit dry; one bite and you'd stretch your neck two miles out. Because she ate so fast, Wang Ying choked. There was no water on the table, and she pounded her chest and stamped her feet for a long time before finally swallowing the dry food.
"Pfft..." Chen Qingyan, lying on the bed, couldn't help but laugh out loud.
Wang Ying turned her head at the sound and saw the boy on the bed looking at her curiously.
What are you laughing at?
"There's a kettle on the cabinet." Perhaps because he hadn't spoken in a long time, his voice was a little hoarse.
Wang Ying picked up the kettle, opened the lid, and smelled it. It contained cooled boiled water, which she poured into a bowl and gulped down.
After drinking half a pot of water in one go, her stomach was finally no longer empty. Seeing that the person on the bed had dry, cracked lips, Wang Ying poured a bowl of water and handed it to them.
Chen Qingyan licked his lips and shook his head.
Are you afraid of peeing in bed after drinking water?
"Vulgar, vulgar language!" Chen Qingyan was embarrassed and blushed, not expecting him to guess.
Seeing his expression, Wang Ying felt even more at ease. "What you have, I also have. Besides, we're married now, so what's there to be embarrassed about?"
Chen Qingyan's ears burned, and he turned his head away, muttering under his breath, "No, shameless!"
A note from the author:
I was really stuck on writing my previous cultivation novel, so I simply changed the genre and rewrote it.
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