This is the first book, and it may not be very well written, so I don't recommend ordering it all. You can order a few chapters and read them.
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When I woke up, I found that I had traveled to ancient times and had a four-and-a-half-year-old son beside me.
Before he could calm down, the child's father came to the door. Looking at the handsome man outside the door, Tang Chacha was confused: "Are you really the child's father?"
Li Yi raised his eyebrows and curved his lips into a slight smile: "It seems that I have forgotten it, how about my husband help you recall that night?"
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Please accept the article "Planting a Field in the Arms of the Village Tyrant"
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Once he traveled through time, he became a poor little man who had no food to eat, no warmth to wear, and no relatives to care for him.
Ning Zhi said she was not panic at all.
What followed her through time was a farming game.
The fields can be upgraded, watering and insect catching are semi-automatic, and the food grown is fast and delicious.
Gradually, the villagers discovered that Ning Zhi, who was originally skinny as a stick, was becoming fairer and softer.
However, anyone who wanted to come to the house to propose marriage was coldly beaten back by the village tyrant Gu Jinchen.
Ning Zhi covered her forehead in worry: "Hey, I'm going to turn into an old girl!"
Gu Jinchen gritted his teeth: "Am I good enough for you?!"
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Gu Jinchen was fierce and decisive, no one dared to offend him, and no one knew who he was.
Everyone else had to walk around him, but that little girl was not afraid.
"Hey, do you want to eat the sweet-scented osmanthus cake I just made?"
On their wedding night, she, who had always been cold, blushed for the first time: "Don't..."
Gu Jinchen was so stunned that she couldn't move, his eyes were deep and his voice was low and hoarse: "Zhizhi... Scream so that my husband can hear it."
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Ning Zhi clearly said that he had never thought of getting married, so he would just... Watch, guard, and protect her. Life is too short.
But... I still couldn't control myself from speaking out.
It was precisely because of this that Gu Jinchen finally knew.
The girl in my heart is sweeter than the sweet-scented osmanthus cake that year.
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Please accept the document: "Others farm, I farm ghosts"
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The way of heaven is in chaos, evil spirits are born, and hundreds of ghosts travel.
Shi Niannian said that she was not panic at all and that she had special ghost-catching skills.
The vicious-looking skinners, body-snatchers, and soul-eating ghosts... Well, they all dug holes and planted them in the fields.
When will the blessings be cultivated, the yin energy will fade away, and the grievances will be resolved, then you can harvest.
The evil ghosts who were originally furious were watered and caught by the teacher every day, making them fat and naive.
Some bold people even pulled the corner of Master Niannian's clothes and said to please him: "Niannian, when will it be my turn to go out and do good deeds?"
A certain hell king sits in the ghost crops with a dark face every day and murmurs: "Teacher, Niannian! You have caught all these ghosts! Are you still going to let my underworld improve the performance?!"
Shi Niannian quickly covered the ears of a kid who was about to cry because of his fright, and whispered softly: "Keep your voice down, don't scare the child."
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Small theater:
"Are you really just eating and drinking here every day because your underworld's performance is not good and you are too poor to take the blame?"
Isn't it really because you dislike me so much that you want to eat me up until I go bankrupt?
The King of Hell held the bowl and silently chewed the delicious food grown in the ghost crops, the tips of his ears turned red.
Being poor is not really poor, poor performance is just an excuse, only if you like someone so much that you want to be tired of being together every day, it is true.
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Request for completion of the article: "Forensic Time Travel Record"
A forensic doctor traveled back in time to ancient times.
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