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Ep 1 – One Day, Transmigrated into Someone’s Wife

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Jungkook opened his eyes and found himself lying in a leaky thatched cottage. The problem was that he was still in his family’s villa beforehand! What’s more, there was another man lying next to his leg in the quilt!

The man sat up quietly, his upper body exposed as he looked at Jungkook for a moment before he carried a worn out bowl with a cracked corner from the low table at the head of the bed.

Jungkook’s eyes rolled backwards and he passed out…. Jungkook had a dream that he had became a woman. Within the burst of suonas, gongs and drums beating, he was forced into a sedan chair to marry a man.

He was scared to the point of cold sweating, then woke up, and pulled his clothes apart. As soon as he saw a flat chest, he was relieved and laughed at himself.

Suddenly, he felt something was wrong. How could his clothes be so worn out? And how could he be so swarthy and thin, just like a child of eleven or twelve. He raised his head hastily and found that he was in a thatched cottage. He jumped to the ground from the bed in fright.

The thatched room was only about seven to eight square foot with two of the walls made of clay and the other two walls were merely made of wood, hay,and old cloth. There was nothing else in the room except for a wooden bed, a low table at the head of the bed, and two wooden boxes.

Oh, there was also red paper-cutouts pasted on the wall, which were in big characters. There was no mirror, but when Jungkook looked at his little arms and calves, he could be sure that this body was not his at all. A thrill crept up his back. What’s going on?

He clearly remembered that he had been in his family’s villa beforehand. Right, he was pushed by Jeon Lian. He had rolled down the stairs and hit his head. Very suddenly, he had an incredible idea. Was he dead and reincarnated in someone else’s body?

Jungkook dared not to believe it. He pinched himself hard but the scene in front of him didn’t change at all, as if it was laughing at him coldly. He was completely dumbstruck. After a moment of stupefaction, he quickly looked at the pulse point on his left wrist. There was a small, unremarkable black mole there.

With a thought in mind, a familiar mysterious world appeared in front of him. He breathed a moment of relieved, his tensed face also eased a lot. He walked toward the door with great strides; his feet pressed painfully on something hard within two steps. He looked down and saw a pair of skinny black feet without shoes.

The ground was full of potholes; it would be a wonder if his feet did not get pressed painfully on something hard. Looking around, there was a pair of straw sandals by the bed. They had been worn for a long time that they were half black. Under the bed were two other pairs of straw sandals, one big and one small, all of which were new.

He put on the new straw sandals without hesitation. When he opened the door, he found that the thatched cottage was built in a yard. At a glance, he could tell that it was built later. A foul smell assailed his nostrils; he could not stand it, so he covered his nose.

“Snort…” A pig in the opposite pigsty looked up at him before lowering its head. Its dirty mouth dug the vegetable leaves scattered in the rice straws. There was a big pile of shit next to those few vegetable leaves.

Jungkook’s mouth twitched as he walked to the tightly shut main house. He pushed open the door and called out; the unfamiliar voice was a little hoarse.

No one answered. He raised his voice and called out again. He could not help frowning when he didn’t get an answer. This body was too inferior: aching, limp, and weak. He merely shouted a few words but it was like he had exhausted all his strength. He couldn’t help wondering if this body was sick?

Looking to the right, there was a closed entrance door. The entrance door was made of several planks nailed together and he could faintly see gleam of light appeared from the cracks of the planks. Jungkook opened the entrance door and walked several steps to escape the stink in the pigsty. A gust of wind came gently; the fresh air made him greedily take a few mouthfuls of air.

On the left side of the sky hung a half height –unbeknownst whether it was morning or dusk– sun. The sun shone on the green verdant trees reflected the rays of light, and with the sway of the wind, they looked like glittering gold.

Several chimneys erected in the rows of houses not far away from each other; the smoke from the chimneys spiraled up to the sky. Looking up, there was a large field in the distance; green crops blown by the wind set off long green waves. In the field, the farmers bent their backs and went busy; the oxen swung their tails while eating grass on the ridge.

Further away was a tall green mountain with green trees stacked on top of each other. Faint smog curled around the mountainside made it looked like a fairyland. From unknown direction, came fuzzy noises, which were mixed with the cries of cattle and sheep, and the bark of dog, but contrarily, it reflected the tranquility of this village even more.

If not for Jungkook hadn’t figured out his situation, he wouldn’t mind strolling around the village. He had lived in the reinforced concrete forest for a long time. Such a small village was just what he liked. At this time, an old woman of about 60 years old came from behind a pile of haystacks with a basket on her right arm, containing some wet clothes.

As soon as Jungkook saw the old woman’s hair bun and ancient clothes, his heart thumped. Could it be that he not only reincarnated in someone else’s body, but also went to ancient era?

It was not easy to meet a person; he was wondering whether to go up and test out the old woman, but the old woman suddenly stepped up and came straight to him. Her expression was very bad and her two thin lips were tightly pursed, showing a thread of mean aura.

He saw that the old woman entered the courtyard he had just come out of. He did not know what the relationship between him and the old woman was currently. He had to pinch his nose and as he walked in, his stomach rumbled like thunder booming.

He was hungry. Du Shi was going to dry the clothes on the rope, but when she heard that there was no movement behind her, she turned her waist and glared as she roared with rage.

Except for the old woman, he was the only one here. Even if he didn’t want to endure the old woman’s shout, but it was about him. So, he could only sigh and walked there.

Du Shi‘s face sank as soon as she heard it. She looked around, picked up a worn out broom and whipped it toward Jungkook’s body.

Jungkook was shocked. He reached for the broom while internally though whether the old woman was ill to have hitting someone before saying a word? But he forgot that he was about 11-12 years old at most and with his very poor health, he was severely tugged by the old woman. The pain on his hands made his grips loose and his bum fell on the ground.

Jungkook’s face coldly darkened, but he didn’t have the strength to dodge. He internally thought: what a bad luck, I’m afraid I’m going to suffer for a bit. The old woman looked old, but she was very strong.

The awaiting pain did not fall onto Jungkook, but he saw Du Shi’s face frowned unsightly while looking behind him. Jungkook looked back and saw the broom was gripped by a tall man. He seemed to have seen this man somewhere before.

Jungkook coughed violently. No wonder he felt that he had seen the man; it was precisely the man who had handed him water and called him “wife” last night!

tbc

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Ep 2: A Little Dispute at Breakfast

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This man looked in his early twenties; tall and strong with a straight disposition. He was wearing a gray open-slit duanda on his upper body, tied a simple knot with a black belt on his waist with pants of the same color on his lower body rolled up to a small belly and a pair of old straw shoes on his feet. This man was rather handsome.

He had waist-long black hair which simply bundled up with a mere blue cloth and a wooden hairpin. His thick eyebrows were slanted towards the sideburns with bright and deep eyes. Due to being basked in the sun often, his skin was bronze, which made him look more imposing. However, there was a scar on his left cheek, extending from the inner corner of his left eye all the way to the bottom of his earlobe.

The wound looked old, but the scar was very obvious; it seemed somewhat intimidating. He was this man’s… wife? Jungkook coughed and stood up. His knees were a little soft that he couldn’t help sitting back down. That man had sharp eyes and agile hands; he tightly held Jungkook’s arm in one hand. Jungkook felt like a chick being picked up.

He took a look at the man but he didn’t say anything and only murmured in his heart that this man was too tall, almost two heads taller than his present self. At the same time, he was surer that this body he possessed was ill and that this kind of weakness was not normal at all.

Jungkook didn’t make a sound. He could feed the pigs. He lived in the countryside with his maternal grandparents from birth to the age of 15, where they farmed, raised chickens and pigs at home; he could do it all. But now he was in a strange environment and had no memory of the original body’s owner. He didn’t know what the pig feed was, where it was and how much it was to be fed.

If he did something wrong, it would lead the old woman to be suspicious of him, which was not good. As it was well known, people in ancient eras were superstitious. If someone found that the body had changed its core, he might have to die again. Therefore, he said directly that he could not, even if contrary to the fact, the old woman at most only thought he was deliberately looking for trouble.

Taehyung took a look at Jungkook; contrariwise, he didn’t look displeased and without saying a word, he strode away. Du Shi gave Jungkook a fierce look. Jungkook did not fear her. He silently thought about what to do next while he wondered about that man, who walked in a windy way, with an unspeakable sense of out of sorts. He did not know what went wrong.

After a while, that man came up with a bucket, went to the pigsty and quickly poured the rotten vegetable leaves and some kind of grass in the bucket into the trough.

Taehyung didn’t say a word as he put the bucket on the ground. He led Jungkook into the thatched room and sat him down at the edge of the bed. Jungkook was taken aback by him. He hadn’t remembered to speak yet and he watched the man go out and brought in a basin of water. He took a brand-new cloth towel from a rope tied behind the door and put it in the basin.

Then, he also sat down at the edge of the bed with three fists distance with Jungkook and looked at the opposite wall with no expression, silence without utterance.

Jungkook thought to himself: truly airtight. But despite their abnormal relationship, he had nothing to dislike this man so far. He didn’t say much and used the cloth towel to wash his face and hands. When he was about to pour the water out, the man took the basin and washed his face and hands silently. Jungkook was a little uncomfortable. Two men share a washcloth….

Jungkook nodded and followed him out. The man splashed the water on the corner of the wall and put the basin beside the well before he walked into the main house. Jungkook followed. At this time, several people came in from the entrance door; men and women all dressed in ancient costumes, carrying farm tools, walking and talking at the same time. Those several people were followed by three small children.

Speaking of this, let’s talk about the Kim Family.

At this time, it was precisely Kim Daqiang and the others who came in. Except for Kim Xiangzhi, others were there.

Jungkook, who had just transmigrated, was feeling uneasy. Afraid to be seen abnormal, he did not look at them carefully and only vaguely nodded. Now that he had transmigrated, it was impossible to transmigrate back. He had some ideas in mind. No one knew that he had a magical space. As long as there was this magical space, with his wit, it was not a problem to live a good life.

But at the moment, all he could do was to remain calm. Zhao Shi and Qian Shi went to the well to draw water for the men to wash. While drawing water, they talked in low voices, with a strange smile on their faces and consciously or unconsciously, their eyes also drifted to Jungkook. Jungkook didn’t care. There were two old-fashioned square tables for eight people in the main hall.

Seeing Taehyung sitting at one table, he went to sit on the empty seat beside him and secretly took note of Taehyung’s reaction. Taehyung glanced at this out-of-ordinary wife of his. He had no expression but there was a little unexpected in his eyes, yet he didn’t say anything.

A while later, all the people outside came in after they had washed up. Upon seeing Jungkook sitting at the men’s side, their footsteps faltered at the same time and they looked at each other in dismay. Father Kim didn’t speak as he went to sit down at the seat of honor. As a matter of fact, he was only in his early 40s, but he looked very old because of the hard work all year round; he looked like he was 60 year old.

When the few men saw that their father didn’t speak, they also took their seats at the table where Jungkook was sitting. After a moment, Du Shi, Zhao Shi and Qian Shi came in with their meals. As soon as Du Shi saw Jungkook, her face changed.

Both Zhao Shi and Qian Shi wore a face like watching a show. It was enough for them to be happy when the eldest son married a man as his wife, whom after just a few days of marriage had started to work with mother-in-law, which gave them a topic to talk for several days. Kim Chuntao’s eyebrows wrinkled. She took a dish from Du Sh’s hands and put it on the table.

When she went to pick up another dish, Du Shi did not let go. She looked up; her mother’s face was taut and her eyes were full of anger as she stared at the eldest [male] sister-in-law, as if wishing her eyes could be turned into two needles to poke him a few times. Jungkook saw that the other table was full of women and children.

He laughed in his heart. Without changing his expression or talk, he turned to look at the man beside him to see how he would react. This man’s attitude would determine the direction of his future plans. Taehyung didn’t look at the person beside him, but he pressed the other person’s leg, not letting him get up.

Du Shi put on a straight face and slammed the dish on the table with all her strength. Jungkook thought to himself that this plate was still very strong that it hadn’t broken under such strength.

Jungkook pushed away Taehyung’s hand and smiled at the old woman. He didn’t know which dynasty this was, so he didn’t dare to say “men and women with seven years different could not be seated and eat together”. That little girl didn’t have her hair bound, so he knew that she was not married. Du Shi’s face was red with anger.

The reason why she let the Eldest’s wife and the other two daughters-in-law sit together was to straighten him out, but she forgot that her daughter had reached the age of marriage. Although Eldest’s wife was a “sister-in-law”, he was a man after all. Thinking of this, though she was angry, she couldn’t say anything against it. She only gave Jungkook a fierce look when people didn’t pay attention.

She looked at the plate of steamed buns in her hand that was going to be sent to the big table (the table where the men were sitting). She wanted to put two less but was afraid that the few of the family’s labor forces would not eat enough, so she had to give up. She then hated Jungkook even more.

Zhao Shi and Qian Shi were secretly disappointed that they didn’t see a good show and they were a little puzzled. The other day, “eldest sister-in-law” looked timid and cowardly. Today, he was calm and dared to talk back to Du Shi. Remarkable ah. Was this relying on Eldest’s support?

tbc

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Ep 3: Magical Space

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Jungkook looked at the table with a plate of steamed buns and a pot of vegetable soup that was so clear that he could hardly see grease on the surface. Although he had expected that the living standards of ancient peasants could not be too high, he was surprised. While he was still in a daze, each of the men had taken a steamed bun and ate it with a big bite.

They ate very fast where they took only two or three bites of the steamed bun before they went to get the second one. Suddenly, a steamed bun was stuffed in his hand and Jungkook turned to Taehyung. Taehyung didn’t look at him but ate the steamed bun in silence. Jungkook watched other people devour like wolves but this man beside him, though eating fast, hardly looked conspicuously vulgar.

Once again, Jungkook felt out of sort at the bottom of his heart. He turned to the other table. The women ate the same things as this one, but the soup was thinner with only a few clear vegetables floating in it. The stomach tightened again. Jungkook took a bite of the steamed bun and frowned. He was not a man who couldn’t bear hardships.

When he lived with his maternal grandparents, he usually ate less steamed cornbread or steamed bun and even steamed filled bun for breakfast. Later, life became a bit easier when Jeon Shiyuan received Jeon Family’s livelihood. On top of that, he inadvertently obtained a space for planting and began to like studying and exploring gourmet food.

Afterwards, when he graduated, he became a photographer of food program. Still, he didn’t know how this steamed bun was made. It’s very rough enough to scrap his throat. Yet, he continued to eat the steamed bun and drink a bowl of soup, which then made his stomach more comfortable. After eating breakfast peacefully, Daqiang began to arrange today’s work for the labor forces in the family.

Now it’s the time when the weeds were growing crazily and the grass in the rice field should be pulled out. Du Shi arranged work for the daughters-in-law: Zhao Shi carried water and vegetables, Qian Shi cut grass and fed pigs, Qin Shi went up the mountain to cut firewood and she herself took care of the children at home. As for Kim Chuntao, this girl needed to be pampered so she could find a good family to marry. Now the sun was high, she couldn’t go out to be basked in the sun and only needed to embroider in the room.

Jungkook was very clear about this. He himself was not familiar with this place and could not leave Kim’s house for the time being, so he could not quarrel with Du Shi now.

Ignoring Du Shi, Taehyung then led Jungkook into the thatched cottage, closed the door and left.

Daqiang watched Taehyung pick up a carrying pole and go out of the entrance door without looking back, his brows creased.

Du Shi however, obeyed Daqiang. Although she was not comfortable with it, she didn’t say anything more. She comforted herself that when Eldest’s wife was well, he could do more work. Thinking of this, she no longer insisted. Then, she saw the other two daughters-in-law standing there doing nothing and she was filled with anger. Her eyes were round, her face looked cold and she didn’t talk.

But the anger at the bottom of her eyes was like a fierce wind blowing towards Zhao and Qian. Zhao and Qian hurriedly took the farm tools they needed to use and walked out of the courtyard. Jungkook stayed in the thatched cottage and be at ease after he listened to the silence in the yard. He expressed a few thanks to Taehyung before he inserted the latch.

Then, he shook the quilt, took out some clothes and two pillows from the wooden box, stuffed them under the quilt and made them look like someone was lying in it. Afterwards, he got into the quilt and entered the space. It was no wonder he was so cautious because the cottage was too dilapidated and full of tiny cracks. It’s easy to peek in.

The space was a heaven-defying existence, so he must be very careful not to let anyone find its existence. In the ordinary course of events, if he changed his body, the space would not follow him, but maybe it was because after it recognized the owner with blood, the space was integrated with his soul, so it also followed him.

In the beginning, he was able to obtain the space was truly by chance and odd. One night, he was in a depressed mood. After drinking a little wine, he went out for a walk to sober up and accidentally saw two men killing a black dog in a small forest. There were several vertical and horizontal bloodstains on the dog as it curled up on the ground and whimpered, enduring the pain and sorrow.

It was very miserable. So, he ran over angrily, took out his cell phone and threatened the two men that he had already reported them to the police. The two men were little ruffians less than 20 year old. They were scared by him and ran away. The dog looked very weak. He didn’t have any experience in dealing with the dog’s injuries. He didn’t dare to move it at will.

Thus, he called a veterinary clinic and asked them to send someone to deal with it. At the same time, he stroked the black dog’s head to comfort it as he said to it that someone would come to save it immediately. The black dog looked at him, whined twice before it stood up with difficultly and licked the palm of his hand. Then, it opened its mouth, spit out a maroon jade ring before it limped away.

He drank wine at that time, so his brain was still a little fuzzy. He was blank for a long time before he sobered up with a gust of wind and even thought he had hallucinations just now. But when he looked at the palm of his hand, he did have a jade ring. He was surprised and hurried to look for the black dog but the black dog had disappeared.

It was very strange. Moreover, the black dog obviously understood human and was harmless. It not only left the jade ring but also put it on his hand in cherish manner. Later in 2012, eschatology was very popular and eschatology novels emerged in an endless stream. When he was bored, he read a few books and was very interested in the portable space and that the space of the protagonists in many novels was inadvertently triggered by dripping blood onto an ancient object. Therefore, he cut his finger and dropped the blood onto the ring. Unexpectedly, it really opened a mystical space!

tbc

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