Ever since Sister Yuanchun had boldly declared the standards for her and her brother's future spouses, the villagers had stopped coming around to play matchmaker.
Life had finally become peaceful for Yuanchun.
By day, she went up the mountain to chop wood and hunt; in the afternoons and evenings, she went to forage by the sea. Ninety-nine percent of her catch was kept in the seawater pond within her dimension, while the remaining small fraction she brought home—half to be sun-dried, half to be pickled raw.
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