I grew up in the countryside until I was seventeen. Then people from the capital came and told me I was the young lady of a marquis’s household.
But the moment I arrived in the capital, they hurriedly married me off to a spoiled wastrel.
Later, that wastrel caused a disaster and had his family estate confiscated. I was the only one who tossed him a sickle and said,
“Husband, come home with me and farm the fields.”