Rebirth - turning clouds and rain, covering the sky with one hand, causing chaos in the world, causing chaos in the other world, sitting on a throne made of bones, and gaining all the power in the world?
NO!
Rebirth comes with a space - unfortunately I don't know how to plant fruit trees.
Comes with a small bun - but no amazingly powerful husband.
Everything doesn't matter, my space is a supermarket, Baozi and I just want to "farm".
I have no rights or martial arts, I just want to be myself leisurely, a little woman who is too timid to let others know her space. (No vocal dedication was given at the end of the year)
As a little girl, I will only use the space I gained from rebirth to raise flowers and grass, then find a loyal dog man to be my husband, become a fat rice bug, and then raise a fat little bun.
The story about the rebirth of ancient Bao Zi is considered a fanfic because I don't know if it will collide with other people's stories.
Whatever is written is irrelevant, no responsibility is taken, the whole text is empty, and has no history. Hee hee, thank you.
Space and time travel are exchanged for a bun. Do you want to do it or not? My middle finger stands straight up. Oh my God, I have been thrown into the trap of being a yellow-faced woman before I even fell in love! God sighed, okay, I will give you a loyal "big yellow dog". . . . . . Turning the clouds and raining, covering the sky with one hand, that is the ambition of Mary Sues. I just want my husband and children to be warm on the bed, oh, and my supermarket space. . .
(Dedicated by Qing Yuechen, although he is a novice, it is quite interesting)