The Lucky Baby of the Seventies

Luo Baobao was descended from both a lucky koi and a four-leaf clover from the cultivation world. Because her soul was unstable, she spent almost all her time asleep. The instability of the parallel worlds gave her a stroke of luck and woke her up, but by then, she had been sent from the capital, Jing City, to a small mountain village. Luo Baobao looked at her handsome, stern father, her meticulous grandmother, and the big brother who seemed gloomy. Her chubby little paws gripped the hem of her clothes as she trembled, her eyes brimming with tears that looked ready to spill over at any moment. Looking at the tiny girl before him, Luo Yukai, who had never so much as flinched on the battlefield, felt afraid for the first time. Could he really take good care of such a delicate little girl? Grandma Luo looked at her adorable little granddaughter, who seemed to have been made to match her every wish, and was already thinking about how to feed her. The moment Xiao Chen saw Yiyi, he wanted to hold her in his arms and protect her. But thinking of his own circumstances, he could only watch her in silence. “Big brother, if I stay with you, your bad luck will go away.” Xiao Chen initially took it as nothing more than comfort, but time and again, reality proved him wrong and showed him the hope of salvation. From the moment Xiao Chen was born, people had declared him a jinx: anyone who came near him would have bad luck. He himself was unlucky, and even his own mother had wanted nothing to do with him. Luo Baobao could see the bad luck surrounding Xiao Chen, and it was nourishment for her. She ate away his misfortune while passing her own good fortune on to him. Later, Xiao Chen gazed fondly at the Luo Baobao in his arms. “You’re my good luck.” A sweet, lovable little girl and a gloomy, scheming big shot.