This is my first book, and the writing might not be very good, so I don't recommend buying the whole thing. Try subscribing a few chapters at a time.
Blurb:
She wakes up to find she's transmigrated to ancient times, with a four-and-a-half-year-old son by her side.
Before she can get her bearings, the child's father shows up. Looking at the handsome man outside her door, Tang Chacha stares blankly. "Are you really the child's father?"
Li Yi raises an eyebrow, the corners of his lips curling into a faint smile. "Looks like you've forgotten everything, my dear. How about I help you remember that night?"
Please bookmark my upcoming novel, Growing a Farm in the Village Tyrant's Arms.
Blurb:
In one moment, she transmigrates and becomes a poor little thing who never gets enough to eat or warm clothes to wear, and whose relatives don't care for her.
Ning Zhi isn't worried at all.
The thing that transmigrates with her is a farming game.
The fields can be upgraded, watering and pest control are semi-automated, and the crops grow quickly and taste delicious.
Gradually, the villagers notice that Ning Zhi, who used to be as thin as a stick, is becoming fairer, softer, and more delicate.
But anyone who tries to arrange a marriage for her is sent away with a cold glare by Gu Jinchen, the village tyrant.
Ning Zhi covers her forehead in exasperation. "Hey, I'm going to end up an old maid!"
Gu Jinchen grinds his teeth. "What's wrong with me? I'm not good enough for you?!"
*
Gu Jinchen is ruthless and decisive, and no one dares cross him. Nobody knows where he came from.
Everyone else steers clear of him, but that little girl, barely bigger than a toddler, isn't afraid of him at all.
"Hey, want to try the osmanthus cakes I just made?"
On their wedding night, the usually cool and aloof Ning Zhi blushes for the first time. "Don't..."
Gu Jinchen pins her down so she can't move. His gaze is deep, his voice low and husky. "Zhizhi... let me hear you call me a good husband."
*
Ning Zhi made it clear that she had no intention of getting married. So he would... watch over her, stay by her side, protect her. Even a lifetime felt too short.
But... he still couldn't stop himself from saying it.
And that was when Gu Jinchen finally understood.
The girl in his heart was sweeter than the osmanthus cakes he'd made that year.
Please bookmark my upcoming novel, Everyone Farms, I Grow Ghosts.
Blurb:
The natural order is in chaos, evil spirits are emerging, and ghosts roam the land.
Shi Niannian isn't worried at all. She has her own special ghost-catching technique.
The skinning ghost, the body-snatching ghost, the soul-devouring ghost... the ones that look the most terrifying are all dug into pits and planted in her fields.
She'll harvest them once they've accumulated good fortune, shed their yin energy, and let go of their resentment.
The evil ghosts, who once raged furiously, are watered and tended by Shi Niannian every day until they're plump, healthy, and adorable.
One particularly bold ghost even tugs at Shi Niannian's sleeve and asks ingratiatingly, "Niannian, when will it be my turn to go out and do good deeds?"
Every day, a certain King of Hell sits among the ghost crops with a dark expression and mutters, "Shi Niannian! You've caught all these ghosts! How am I supposed to meet my Underworld performance targets?!"
Shi Niannian quickly covers the ears of a little ghost who's about to cry from fright and speaks softly. "Keep your voice down. You'll scare the child."
"..."
Short scene:
"Are you really just coming here every day to eat and drink because the Underworld's performance is bad and you're too poor to make ends meet?"
It's really not because you dislike me so much that you want to eat me into bankruptcy?
The King of Hell cradles his bowl and quietly chews the tasty food made from ghost crops. The tips of his ears turn red.
Being poor isn't really the issue. Bad performance is just an excuse. The truth is, he likes her so much he wants to be with her every day.
Please bookmark my completed novel, Forensic Doctor's Journey Through Time.
A forensic doctor transmigrates to ancient times.
Theme:
One piece of cloth can cut eight handkerchiefs, teach people to dance for one tael of silver, and sell recipes for two taels of silver? Could the author be the legendary Xiao Xiaosen?
It's so pretty~!! It's really great~ The writing needs to be improved, but the plot is well written. I really like this rhythm~~ Come on!
In this historic moment, in this great moment, author, have you seen my sincere heart?
Chirp~~~~~bang! One hit the author's backstage!
An ordinary woman who has the space to look good dares to enter a brothel alone. She is so brave. What are you thinking? She sells songs and dances to make money. You said you don't give me money. What's the point? If it doesn't work, just detain your son. Do you want to give it or not? Doing business? The local gangsters came one after another, and their reputation disappeared after a few times. Did the heroine forget that she is married now and her husband is not here yet?
Smells the smell of meat dregs
My writing has improved a lot! Nice! Looking forward to eating small loaches
The author has worked hard to update the article, so here's a refresher!
Who is the murderer? No one is pursuing it?
Spread flowers~~The heroine is so cute~She has a beautiful heart and a kind heart