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I am a small farmer in Guanwai. Vast and fertile land of thousands of piles, not ours; mansions and beautiful gardens, all other people. Luckily, we have a small farmhouse and a hot pit. And there are two handsome young men waiting for us to choose between them when we become a child bride. What? Are the best relatives making trouble again? Go, go, go. We're too busy getting rich and we don't have enough time! If you dare to reach out to our family again, beware of one or two of them...