Farming, Raising Kids, and Conquering the World with the Aloof Beauty
Da Mao Zhui Yue
【Tall and capable taciturn young girl × cold, aloof fake widow】 Li Hua's rise to the rank of general in her lifetime was thanks to two things. First, binding with a system. Second, meeting Dong Yun. In the endless expanse of rice fields, Li Hua and her parents were cutting rice. The girl’s back bent up and down tirelessly, as if she had boundless energy. Xiong Shi, looking at the daughter she had raised for over a decade, couldn’t help but grumble: “That fairy-like woman—I truly don’t know what she sees in you.” Li Hua: “Maybe she likes my honesty.” Those who knew better: “She likes her rough hands and her strength, of course.” Later, when the world fell into chaos—bandits ran rampant, refugees wandered everywhere— Li Hua, relying on her system, led the villagers to hunt in the mountains for food, farmed and reclaimed land, repelled the bandits, and eventually marched all the way to the capital. With her help, Dong Yun reclaimed everything that belonged to her. Kneeling before her mother’s memorial tablet, she said: “Mother, you always said the young are inexperienced and unreliable. This time, you must have misjudged. This one may be young, but she can certainly shoulder responsibilities.” … Mini Theater: Dong Yun asked: “Do you like children?” Li Hua: “Only because she’s your child!” Dong Yun’s hands paused: “What if she weren’t mine?” Li Hua, hugging little Fubao, answered without hesitation: “Your big black dog—I’d even grow fond of it since it guards your gate day and night. As long as you love them, even if they don’t come from your womb, I’ll love them too.” Fubao kissed Li Hua’s cheek: “Fubao loves Li Hua too.”