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Farmer Husband Is A Scholar; Hubby, Be My Teacher!

#System, #Farming, #Embroidery, #Education, #Cattles After drowning in the ocean, Tang Yu, a famous fashion designer from America, woke up as the magistrate's lazy daughter, who had been recently married off into a farmer's family! But, Tang Yu wasn't horrified, but thrilled. "I love adventure! Ancient China is just wow!" People: "Your culinary skills are the greatest of all time! I heard you cooked for the emperor's birthday banquet! Whom did you learn it from?" Tang Yu: Thank you. My mother-in-law taught me. Mother-in-law: But my cooking skill isn't half as good as yours! People: You harvested three silos of rice this year, which no other family has ever produced individually in the village! How did you do that? Tang Yu: It's four actually, and my father-in-law taught me. Father-in-law: Why could I myself never harvest a full silos though? People: You just took a dive in the river, and got up with an armful of fish! Do you have magic or what? Tang Yu: Nice joke, but my brother-in-law taught me. Brother-in-law: It takes me a day to catch four fish! People: Empress said the hanfu she donned in the lantern festival was designed by you! Where did you pick up such great skills? Tang Yu: Oh, my sister-in-law taught me. Sister-in-law: But, I never got any order from a big family! Not even from the village head's family! People: You become the district topper in the board examination! Who is your teacher? How much did you pay? Tang Yu blushed: My husband taught me for free. Husband: That's a lie, wife paid the tuition fees with her wobbly legs and broken voice.

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Feeling Hot.

The next day dawned hot and humid. Tang Yu woke up roasting. Beads of sweat formed on her forehead, dripping down her temples. She fluttered open her eyes and found herself swaddled in quilts. Boiling in the bundle, her hands broke out of the wrap first, before pushing the quilts off her body with furrowed eyebrows.

Damn! How did she manage to make a Tang Yu roll with the quilts? She was boiling hot.

The oak door creaked open, announcing an arrival. Mu Yunsheng came inside, ducking through the doorway. He paused momentarily, looking at her.

"How are you feeling now?" He broke the silence, taking three steps into the room.

"Kind of washed-out." The words rushed out of Tang Yu's dry mouth without much thought. She should've woken up feeling rested. However, she was feeling sluggish. The day hadn't ended yet. Why did it seem like she overslept? "The sun hasn't dipped below the horizon yet, has it? It's so hot…" She said, her feet sliding into the slippers.