The Daily Life of a Peasant Girl Who Is Reborn and Makes a Fortune

Jinjiang Literature is published exclusively and no reprinting or piracy is allowed. "The Story of a Fisher Girl Going to the Sea to Make a Fortune" has been published Yangliu has been a water ghost in the weir pond at the foot of the mountain to the west of the village for five years. She knows better than the female turtle when the tortoise at the bottom of the weir lays eggs. Just like the man who bathes in the water in the summer, she may know the shape of the black mole on his chin, the cyan birthmark on the lower back, and the pale scar on the calf bone better than his mother. * She died once, and Yang Liu was heartbroken by her family members. After her death, her family made a fortune, but only the owner of the pond, who had lost money, would take out a pile of fire paper and burn it to her every year. After seeing his body, she has to be responsible for others. If she marries him, the weir and pond at the foot of the mountain will be hers. She will raise fish, and the prodigal man will come to support her, watch the night, and catch thieves... Fish and lotus roots are raised in the weir at the foot of the mountain, pigs, chickens and ducks are raised on the mountain, and a weir is built around the mountain to raise a fat baby. [Note 1] In this article, only the heroine has been a water ghost, and there will be no other ghosts. [Note 2] The ghost state only appears in the first chapter, the rest of the content is about people, normal ancient sayings ~~~~~~~ Next book opens "The Story of a Fisher Girl Going to the Sea to Make a Fortune" "Haizhu, my mother has entrusted Dongzhu and Fengping to you. Your uncle Yu only accepts me taking away one child." Shen Haizhu heard this sentence when she realized it. She was confused about the situation and nodded in a daze. She didn't realize until the woman took the child and left that she realized that she had been left alone. The father died, the mother remarried, and two oil bottles were left behind. This was the family situation of this body when Shen Haizhu came through. Okay, it's appropriate to borrow the original owner's body to survive and raise younger siblings. This place is located along the coast, and she is pregnant with the Lingze Pearl that came from another world. She can breathe underwater, so she can still support two children. After repairing the fishing boat left by Shen's father, Haizhu took the helm and went fishing. Others cast a net to catch fish, so she jumped directly into the sea and scooped it up with the net. Lobster, swimming crab, blue crab, flower crab, king crab, bread crab... She wants to catch the tail of autumn and taste all kinds of flavors. Scallops, clams stewed with shrimp balls, crab meat fried with rice and porridge, steamed crabs, bad crabs, crab powder claypot, orange crab... Haizhu was still enjoying the food, but his two younger siblings had sad faces. "Sister, I'm eating this hard shell again today." Dongzhu couldn't stand it anymore. She had been eating it for eight years and was already tired of it. Again? Haizhu could hear the disgust in her sister's words. Isn't this really Versailles? The fish and shrimps in the sea had mutated in the era she lived in, and she could only endure it when she drooled while watching the saved videos. "Have another meal. I will keep some sea fish for sale tomorrow." She has already thought about how to eat today. She will not be happy if she can't eat it. During the fishing season, you can dive into the sea to catch fish, and during the closed season, you can open a small restaurant and cook delicious food to benefit the neighbors. When I have free time, I go to the sea to clean the barnacles on the turtle shells, and rescue the dolphins, seals, and manta rays that were thrown as balls from the killer whales... Haizhu's seaside life is wonderful. Completed the ancient poem "After Escape to the Grassland" "The Pigman's Widow" "Mountain Life of a Runaway Slave" "The Princess and the Grassland" Intention: Everything in the past becomes a prologue