1 - Little Peasant Wife

fxshu.cc "Unique Love for the Farmer's Little Wife" by Yichun [Completed] After ten years of struggling through an apocalyptic world, Jing Xiao Qi has died, only to unexpectedly reincarnate into a different world as a member of a third gender known as an "Ajin" and labeled as a scoundrel. The family estate boasts hundreds of acres of fertile land, but the original owner squandered it all; She also has a beautiful wife, though that wife sees her as a terrifying disaster; There's a child by marriage, but the child is a timid stutterer. In her previous life, she was a solitary soul, but in this life, she's determined to make the best of the ready-made company she finds herself with. However, her most immediate concern is simply to fill her belly... [Notes:] 1. This story centers on a proactive protagonist with a ruthless streak, paired with a gentle and kind partner, in a mutual pampering narrative. 2. A farming and cultivation tale, with a warm and sweet tone, and a strong 'golden finger' or key advantage, leading to a happy ending with no angst. 3. No 'futanari,' high-energy action; specific Ajin settings are detailed in Chapter 36. If you don't enjoy, please avoid! Many thanks! Tags: Time Travel, Farming Story, Immortal Cultivation Keywords: Main Characters: Jing Ao Xue, Shen Lu Man | Supporting Characters: Jing Liu Er | Others: Rebirth, Abilities, Apocalypse, Sweet Romance, Yichun Brief Description: A tale of crossing into a scoundrel's body to pamper a wife, raise a child, farm, and cultivate immortality. Work Review: Jing Ao Xue, after living a decade as a single person in an apocalyptic world, crosses into an alternative reality. Not only does she become an Ajin, but she also gains a beautiful wife and an adorable soft-spoken daughter. Unfortunately, her wife treats her like a catastrophic threat, and her daughter is a timid stutterer. In her past life, she was isolated, but in this new world, Jing Ao Xue takes the initiative to pursue her gentle and shy wife, raise her sweet and lovely daughter, and farm to achieve wealth and happiness for her family. The overall tone of this work is sweet and heartwarming, with a light-hearted humor. The story narrates the experiences of the heroine who, having crossed into the body of a scoundrel, learns to blend and support her delicate farming wife, nurturing their adorable child while creating a prosperous life. It seamlessly combines elements of a serene rural life with underlying, looming challenges. The affectionate routines between the protagonist and her wife are a key highlight, uniquely integrating supernatural abilities and immortal cultivation, making it a farming-cultivation sweet romance worth reading. Chapter One: Transmigration Jing Xiao Qi awoke from hunger. Instead of the stark white walls of a hospital, her eyes slowly focused on a dull gray countryside cottage, giving her an instant feeling of disorientation through time and space. Once she confirmed that there was no immediate threat to her life, she began to recall her last memories, pausing on the image of a terrifying gaping maw of blood and fangs... She struggled to lift a hand to her forehead; her whole body felt weak, her head foggy. Instinctively, she tried to tap into her abilities, only to find an unresponsive void, as if they had vanished completely. Her expression darkened as she forced herself to piece together the circumstances leading up to this. A few days earlier, she had been dispatched by her superiors along with a group of espers to venture beyond the survivor base on a mission. After several days of brutal combat, they finally settled in a small village, only for one of the espers to stab her viciously from behind. If it weren't for an unexpected interruption by Cheng Yao Jin—a Level Ten mutant demonic vine that erupted from the ground, catching everyone off guard—those espers would have succeeded. In the post-apocalyptic world, she was the only wood-type esper at Level Nine with the power to grow plants and heal severe injuries. Ordinarily, she should have been respected as a VIP by every base, but the leaders were more intrigued by the esper crystal in her brain, due to a rumor that consuming it would grant immortality. She had always dismissed such nonsense, knowing that an esper's crystal was only good for boosting abilities. But she underestimated people's greed for eternal life; ancient emperors had pursued immortality through alchemy, and these modern leaders were no different. Regrettably, the panicked espers used her as a scapegoat to shield themselves, pushing her toward the vine's maw, forcing her to self-detonate the crystal, ensuring mutual destruction with the vine. She'd rather die than let anyone take what was hers. That's just how selfish she was—no one would gain anything at her expense. Jing Xiao Qi's expression turned cold. She was certain of her death, so what was happening now? Her gaze swept across the room again. Previously she only assessed for danger, but upon closer inspection, she noticed many oddities. The place was too clean. The scent of greenery laced the air, and the furnishings didn't fit the post-apocalyptic world at all, bearing a resemblance to settings from historical dramas—something extinct since the apocalypse. She couldn't be entirely sure. Was she dreaming? It didn't seem so; no dream felt this real! Unless it was a mind-bending construct from a mental-type esper's dream space. Was it possible that she failed to escape the leadership's conspiracy, getting captured during her self-detonation? Jing Xiao Qi furrowed her brow. She could barely move, her nerves numb, but the sense of impending crisis gave her the resolve to slowly clamber out of bed. That was her physical limit. Her body collapsed, sliding off the bed, and her forehead struck the ground with a hard thud. The impact left her dazed, vision swimming, as an unfamiliar flood of memories suddenly filled her mind like a movie reel. Her head throbbed painfully, and once she finally digested and understood these memories, she stood rooted to the spot, thunderstruck. She had indeed died, but after death, she crossed over. The apocalypse was now a mere shadow in her mind overshadowed by new memories. The body's original owner was Jing Ao Xue, aged twenty-three, five years younger than Jing Xiao Qi yet more accomplished, as she had married and had a child. Yes, incredibly, women here could marry and even have children. Jing Xiao Qi felt utterly shocked. As she sorted through her new circumstances, she learned that this world had a third gender aside from men and women—Ajin. Ajin could be male or female, but the designation was irrelevant since they experienced a second gender development upon marriage. If an Ajin married a man, she could bear children like a woman; if married to a woman, she could enable the wife to conceive. The original Jing Ao Xue was such an Ajin. In the vast land of Hongze, there existed both the cultivation world and the mortal realm. Jing Ao Xue hailed from a mid-level cultivation family's legitimate line. Her parents vanished while exploring a secret realm when she was five, leaving the Jin family to presume them dead. Without her parents in the power-centric cultivation world, Jing Ao Xue faced ostracism from her family. Had her dual spiritual roots—identified as fire and wood at age six—not set her apart, she would likely have been used for a political marriage. But she was dual-rooted, the most talented of the new generation, so her grandfather, head of the family, took her in for meticulous training. Jing Ao Xue excelled, reaching the ninth level of Qi Refinement by sixteen, a prodigy in Yunshuang City, where her family resided. When the Wushuang Secret Realm opened every five years, Jing Ao Xue led family disciples in search of opportunities. Accidentally ensnared by an unnamed blue-green flame, her spiritual roots and dantian were irrevocably destroyed, turning her into a complete waste. Proud by nature, Jing Ao Xue couldn't cope with such devastation. After countless failed attempts to resume cultivation, her supportive grandfather abandoned her, making her merely a tool for marriage alliances. Her grandfather, despite being pragmatic, had grown fond over the years, so he meticulously selected a good match. But Jing Ao Xue, inexplicably, ended up sharing a bed with a maid before the wedding, finalizing her Ajin gender and becoming a family disgrace. Enraged, her grandfather not only severed ties but handed her to her uncle for disposal. Her "good" uncle exiled her from the family and the cultivation realm to the mortal world, leaving her to survive on her own. To someone raised in the cultivation realm, revered as a prodigy, the mortal world—a barren place devoid of spiritual energy, akin to hell in the eyes of cultivators—was intolerable, and Jing Ao Xue was no exception. Her blessed life suddenly turned to misery. Despite early hardships from losing her parents, she quickly rose to prominence under her grandfather's guidance. Unwilling to accept this wretched reality, she fell into self-pity, spending the family's wealth recklessly while rejecting the wife she was exiled with until the wife birthed a small Ajin, at which point she began abusing her daughter. In mere years, she squandered three thousand taels of silver, ignoring practical matters while abusing her wife and child, demanding money, and resorting to violence if refused. Her desperate wife eventually had to give in and provide funds. Recently, she spiraled further, getting into gambling and showing interest in the promising Han Scholar from the village, using household funds to win his favor. Though Han Scholar despised her, he couldn't resist the allure of her silver, maintaining a facade until he gained prestige by passing the imperial exam, after which he flexed his newfound confidence by having local thugs teach her a lesson, leaving her bruised and battered, ultimately dying after days of enduring her injuries. And that's when Jing Xiao Qi transmigrated into this body. Digesting these memories left Jing Xiao Qi with a wave of nausea. During the apocalypse, she despised people like this—now she found herself in the shoes of one. But this life was a freebie, and this world, compared to her past, was a paradise. In a twist of fate, she considered herself fortunate. At least here, she didn't have to fear going hungry; from now on, she was Jing Ao Xue. Others might undergo inner turmoil upon discovering their transmigration, but not her. She was an orphan, without parents or siblings; once she fed herself, her entire family was satisfied. Even the apocalypse couldn't hold her back—she thrived and ascended to the pinnacle of esper power, sustaining herself for a decade. Her adaptability was formidable, her nature defiant and unyielding. Within minutes, she gathered her wits and anchored her spirit. Her soul melded with the body's existing consciousness, and the previous weakness dissipated entirely, leaving only a post-sickness lethargy. Tentatively, she summoned her abilities. The once-vast reservoir of power dwindled to a trickle, akin to the sparse rain of the Northwest. Though familiar to wood-type powers, she barely sensed it. Jing Ao Xue lamented, yet took solace that the abilities weren't gone; even at Level One, she could cultivate them anew. Having reconciled with this, she rose from the floor, her stomach rumbling for food, intending to venture outside and find something to quell her hunger.