林小满 Coordinate was not good. Not only had she been reincarnated in the body of a rural tragedy, she had woken up in bodysuits. The skin of the little girl was thin and white, when the night was cold, she could also catch a cold, freeze and die. And the most tragic thing was that she had nothing. Not wealth, not status, not even the ability to be a human with more than one skill.

In her previous life, Lin Xiaoman had been an ordinary office worker. Traffic jams, office politics, and the fierce struggle for promotion were her daily companions. And in her mind, the most pleasant thing was to order a bowl of spicy hotpot and relax at home after a long day of work. But now, none of this was available.

She looked at the small and thatched cottage in front of her, and then looked at the bare field outside.贫穷 and desolation were the first things she saw after waking up in this world.

"So, how should I survive?" Lin Xiaoman sighed silently in her heart, "It seems that I really have to rely on my own hands to survive."