[New Novel: Peach Blossoms Flourish in the Seventies] Please add it to your reading list!
Also known as The Doomsday Survivor Brings Her Space to the Sixties
Blurb One:
Lin Xiaochan died while searching for crop seeds.
When she woke up, she had transmigrated into a period novel as a posthumous child, with a single grain of rice in her hand.
She was barely a month old when her mother was forced to remarry.
But she knew her father was still alive. If her mother left, she would miss out on a good life.
She would also be impersonated by someone else, lose out on countless opportunities, and miss the person searching for her...
But she was still a baby. How could she stop her mother?
Fortunately, she had a rice-grain space to help her hold out.
Blurb Two:
After surviving the wretched hardships of the apocalypse, what was there to fear about the 1960s?
Lin Xiaochan had long since developed a whole set of survival skills.
She could dig up food every time, snatch sparrows right out of the air, and was a natural at spearfishing.
With those few tricks, her family ate their fill, then had no choice but to smear soot on their faces and pretend to be poor...
Over the next three years, she also made her wood-element spiritual root flourish.
It turned out that Backer Village was the perfect place to cultivate, and a land of good fortune for her. If she hadn't been recognized and taken back, she might have become a little immortal~
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The Yang family welcomed a little girl.
She wore her hair in pigtails, her big eyes darting about, and she had an astonishing appetite.
If there was food around, she could smell it from miles away. Her nose was even sharper than a dog's.
The young Yang Xiaoguang felt mounting pressure. It was bad enough that she was the best at scaling walls, climbing trees, and playing in the mud, but why did Squad Leader Zhang from the vegetable garden practically beg her for lessons like she was a teacher?
Many years later, he and Xiaochan climbed into a treehouse. Listening to the cicadas and gazing at the stars in the night sky, he finally realized he was the happiest person in the world~
A sweet, lively HE, updated daily~
A few notes:
1. One-on-one romance. The heroine has a space and special abilities~
2. This is unrelated to reality. No nitpicking over historical details, please~
3. The heroine's background is explored in the first 30 chapters, with some twists. Feel free to skip it if that's not your thing~
[New novels available to follow]:
Peach Blossoms Flourish in the Seventies: Good luck comes her way as she enjoys a sweet, happy life
The Calendar Girl Has a Space: She won't be a pretty face; she'll build a career
After Rebirth, I Gained Two Dads and Two Moms: A little sweetie's happy life
The Wild Female Singer of the Eighties: Her voice is sweet, her fists are hard~
[Recommended completed novels]
Raise Kids After Moving with Mom in a Period Novel: Find a reliable backer and live a good life
Doting on My Wife in 1948 [Reborn]: A romantic love story in a golden age
The Little Days of the Fifties: Transmigrate to the 1950s, raise children and pigs, and work toward prosperity
A Good Match in the Sixties: Find a partner on an empty stomach
The Little Farm of the Seventies: A tiny girl transmigrates to a huge farm and lives a lively life
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Hahahaha, the male protagonist is still protecting the female protagonist.
It's getting less and less. Come on.