Tuesday, 7 January 2020

IWCBP Teaser 1.1

Intro to novel- Immortal wife can't be provoked

1. Rebirth into a farming family

At this moment it was Xu-shi (7pm-9pm), the faint sun spilled down on the ground. Within the village, there are already a few households with cooking smoke emerging.

In a small corner of the village, there was a small thatched house. In front of the house was a small pen and within there were few skinny hens and a piglet.

A thin body girl that looked around ten and wore sackcloth clothes, had a bundle of firewood that was three times bigger than her over her back. After exhausting much effort, she raised a tiny hand to push open the thatched house's wooden door and took big steps in.

Inside the house, there are two stone beds side by side on the left side and a stove to the right. While the middle was a short wooden table and a few straw-weaved stools.

The little girl face slightly changed when she saw elder sister, who should have been resting on the bed, was crouching on the ground and held a rag that long lost its original color to rub a corner of the wooden table. Mother said, elder sister must not move around.


She hurriedly threw the firewood roughly toward the stove, stepped forward to snatch the rag and carefully brought the girl inside to sit on the stone bed. Her mouth nagged, "Elder sister, Mother had already said it countless times. Your injury has yet to recover. So how can you do this rough chore. It's better for me to do these."

That girl she supported was also covered in sackcloth clothing and appeared to be twelve-ish.


She wiped off the sweat that appeared on her forehead, weakly smiled, "Xiao He, I have rested on bed for more than a month. If I don't get out of bed and move around, my whole body will get moldy."

Hearing her words, Qing He's glared over. "Be injured in the sinews or bones required one hundred days. You only rest this much and start crying out. Uncle Lu already said that your injury need to be nursed for at least three months."

The Uncle Lu she mentioned was the only amateur doctor in the village. Whoever have some illness in the village, they would all look for him.

Just as Qing He had finished speaking, a thirty-something woman with normal features and somewhat charming but was slightly tanned and skinny walked into the room with a bamboo basket in their hands.

The woman smiled and said to the two girls, "Yue-er, Xiao He, we have vines and wild vegetables today." Then she went to the nearby stove and started cooking.

Qing He heard that there were vines and wild vegetables, cheered. "Today we don't need to go hungry. That's great!"

Vines are very scarce, and it is difficult to find several stems on the whole mountain. It took Mrs. Zhang a lot of effort to find this many.

Looking at the pair of mother and daughter who were happy over a wild vegetable, the woman who was helped to the bed by Qing He couldn't help but feel sad. What kind of poverty made them so easy to satisfy? When the injury is healed, she must make this family rich.

At this time, Qing He bounced to the stove and start the face. Her eyes shone brightly as she spoke, "Mother, big sister, today I found a cotyledon while gathering firewood. Tomorrow, I will go to town to exchange for three black coins. That's enough for us to buy and eat brown rice for half a month."


Cotyledon grass, the most common reinvigorating spiritual grass on Tianxuan continent.

There are three types of currency; black coins, purple coins, and amethyst. One hundred black coins can be exchanged for one purple coin, and one thousand purple coins can be exchanged for one amethyst.

For a household like Qing He's, a few black coins are enough for one month's expense, but they have never seen a purple coin.


These are what she has known after being here for a while.


After listening to Qinghe's words, the woman's face revealed a grin and she freed her hands to pat Qinghe's head, complimented softly: "Good girl."

Qing He heard the woman's words and could not help showing a little pride and joy.

After all, she was still a ten-year-old child, so how could she not be happy being praised by her mother.

The girl sitting on the bed watched the mother and daughter who were busy making dinner in front of her and her heart warmed.

Actually, she wasn't the eldest daughter of this family, Qing Yue. Her name is Jiang Xiao Yue.

She was a beautiful water polo person. Over there, she had her own family, with her most beloved grandpa, her favorite job, and her comrade in arms.

But after an accident, when she woke up, she was lying on this shabby stone bed and came into this unknown world.

She still remembers that when she woke up, she saw the woman in front of her, whom other people called Mrs. Zhang. At that time she asked where this was, Mrs. Zhang was so scared that she cried.


Seeing that she didn't even recognize anyone, Mrs. Zhang thought that she had hurt her brain and lost her memory, so she patiently explained that she was her eldest daughter, Qing He's sister, called Qing Yue. This year she was twelve. It's almost time for coming of age.

After listening to Zhang's words, and seeing her petite body that was obviously half the original, her face became pale like paper and her eyes were dull. Is God playing with her? To let her die and rebirth, and what more rebirth into a completely unknown world! She didn't want to die or be reborn, she just wanted to stay by her grandfather's side...

Zhang looked at the daughter who seemed to be bewitched, she couldn't help burst into tears, shouting: "Immortal above, my daughter's life is very strong. Don't come for her."

Before Mrs.Zhang’s words were finished, Jiang Xiaoyue fainted again with a bang. She could not accept the reality in front of her.

 At that time, Zhang and Qinghe were scared witless and quickly called for Doctor Lu. And then invited the witch to do a ritual.

When she woke up again it was already the next afternoon. She sighed when she saw the environment she was in and staring blankly at the edge of the bed. Mrs. Zhang talked to her, she didn't reply.

Qing He always looked for interesting topics to arouse her, she still didn't respond. Just laid in bed lifelessly.

She laid there for three days without saying a word, neither eating nor drinking. Only when she was asleep, Mrs. Zhang could quietly feed her with porridge and wipe her face and body. In fact, Jiang Xiao Yue knew about all this. Gradually moved by them, she accepted the reality of rebirth.

She began to ask for food and drink.

At that time, Mrs. Zhang was overjoyed to death and whirled away to fetch her porridge.

Every day, Jiang Xiao Yue stared dully at the dilapidated roof when she woke up.


Wicked god, I don’t want to die, you let me die. I don’t want to reborn, you let me reborn.

Alright, these few days she was touched by Mrs. Zhang and Qing He and felt that rebirth wasn't that bad. But why did you make the money-loving her reborn to this poor peasant daughter's body!

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