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1068 端 During the Dragon Boat Festival, My Daughter-In-Law Found Out She Was Pregnant at the Same Time as My 58-Year-Old Mother-In-Law Was Already Three Months Pregnant. Yoyo Luming12k WordsCompleted 8Reads9.5Score—Shelves

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On Dragon Boat Festival, my 58-year-old mother-in-law and I announced our pregnancy at the same time, and she was pregnant with twins. She wanted to give birth but had no money to support her, so she decided on me. With a wave of my hand, I readily agreed to my mother-in-law's request. Six months later, my mother-in-law got her wish and gave birth to two chubby children, but her family burst into tears.

1089 假 Fake Daughter: the System Wants Me to Get Involved, and I Will Be Destroyed Immediately Eat Hard and Eat Soft Rice14k WordsCompleted —Reads8.5Score—Shelves

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1105 后 The Third Person in the Rearview Mirror Dou Cheng Ba Ye30k WordsCompleted —Reads8.6Score—Shelves

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Chang'an City on the Lantern Festival should not be so dead. @ Douchengbaye I was standing on the second floor of an abandoned wine shop in the West City, holding half of the unfinished residual wine in my hand. The wine is sweet-scented osmanthus wine brewed by Mrs. Wang from the shop next door. At this time, it would have been robbed by those barbaric merchants. Now half of the jar is left, lying at my feet, with a layer of dust falling on the mouth of the jar. There should have been a bustle of people downstairs, and the sound of silk, bamboo and orchestra should have flowed over the roof like a tide, filling people's ears. The West Market is the bloodline of this country, with Hu merchants, Han merchants, jewelry traders from Persia, and slave traders from Tibet, all three religions and nine streams, a mixture of good and bad. The Lantern Festival is the most lively time of the year, and the lanterns all over the city can turn the sky red. But now, there is only the sound of chewing. The wet, sticky swallowing sound sounded like someone chewing water-soaked soil, or like some large animal grinding its teeth. I heard this sound once. Twelve years ago in Youzhou, there was a famine that year, and this was the sound that came from the homes of people who changed their children to eat. But then it was cannibalism, and now - now I can't tell what it is. The world has changed, starting tonight.

1116 旧 No One Survived in the Old House: Eyes in the Cracks in the Wall Dou Cheng Ba Ye10k WordsCompleted —Reads8.4Score—Shelves

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Chang'an City on the Lantern Festival should not be so dead. @ Douchengbaye I was standing on the second floor of an abandoned wine shop in the West City, holding half of the unfinished residual wine in my hand. The wine is sweet-scented osmanthus wine brewed by Mrs. Wang from the shop next door. At this time, it would have been robbed by those barbaric merchants. Now half of the jar is left, lying at my feet, with a layer of dust falling on the mouth of the jar. There should have been a bustle of people downstairs, and the sound of silk, bamboo and orchestra should have flowed over the roof like a tide, filling people's ears. The West Market is the bloodline of this country, with Hu merchants, Han merchants, jewelry traders from Persia, and slave traders from Tibet, all three religions and nine schools mixed together. The Lantern Festival is the most lively time of the year, and the lanterns all over the city can turn the sky red. But now, there is only the sound of chewing. The wet, sticky swallowing sound sounded like someone chewing water-soaked soil, or like some large animal grinding its teeth. I heard this sound once. Twelve years ago in Youzhou, there was a famine that year, and this was the sound that came from the homes of people who changed their children to eat. But then it was cannibalism, and now—now I can't tell what kind of cannibalism it is. The world has changed, starting tonight.

1125 跟 I Followed My Married Husband Back to Shandong to Celebrate the New Year, and I Won. YishanshuiMarriage & Romance10k WordsCompleted —Reads8.6Score—Shelves

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1126 景 Jinghe Changyuan Dreaming Back to Bauhinia Mountain16k WordsCompleted —Reads8.5Score—Shelves

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