[The farming story of the same type next door, After Transmigrating into a Vicious Widower, has started updating.]
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Lin Chaoshen transmigrated, and arrived in the middle of his own funeral.
Before he could even open his eyes, he heard wailing outside. He sat bolt upright, putting on a daytime corpse-revival act that sent everyone running.
At last, some peace and quiet. Lin Chaoshen breathed a sigh of relief and began to think about his situation. In his previous life, he'd been naturally gay. The poor guy had lived for twenty-two years without finding a partner and died still a virgin.
When he opened his eyes again, he'd transmigrated to ancient times and gotten himself a tall, long-legged, handsome hunk with pecs, abs, and biceps for a husband, all for free.
Now that was a worthwhile way to die!
Wait, hold on... A little brother can have children? How can a man give birth? Lin Chaoshen sucked in a frightened breath. He didn't want the handsome guy after all; he had to run!
I can risk my butt, but not a baby bump! Back, back, back!
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Lu Yunchuan was a hunter. He was injured while hunting and saved by the Lin family. The Lin couple held their favor over him and insisted on selling him their sickly nephew as a husband.
The new husband couldn't even last two days after being brought home. The village doctor told him to prepare for the funeral.
Lu Yunchuan had only just married, and now he was a widower. With a dark expression, he arranged his new husband's funeral. On the day of the burial, the Lin couple showed up to make a scene, claiming that their nephew had been married off in good health and that Lu Yunchuan had worked him to death. They demanded compensation.
Lu Yunchuan's face darkened further. He was about to grab his knife and drive them out.
Just then, the new husband lying in the main room sat bolt upright like a corpse come back to life. He turned his stiff neck toward the Lin couple, smiled grimly, and said in an eerie voice, "I'm so cold."
At those words, the people who'd been sitting on the ground throwing a tantrum scrambled to their feet and fled.
Lu Yunchuan: "..."
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[Reader's Guide]
* This is a fictional setting. Any similarities are purely coincidental.
* Domestic family life, with a leisurely, slow-burn pace. There are many supporting characters and a secondary couple, so please proceed accordingly.
* Little brothers have a red birthmark on the back of the neck. The brighter the red, the healthier they are.
* Reading novels is supposed to be fun. If you don't like it, cut your losses and find something that interests you instead.
Enjoy reading!
[Coming Soon]
After Transmigrating into a Vicious Widower
Liu Guyu woke up one morning and discovered that he had become the vicious widower from a book.
In the book, after hearing that his husband had died, the original owner ran off with the family's money, causing his sick mother-in-law to pass away and leaving behind a young brother and sister.
The younger brother was the powerful minister and villain who would manipulate people in the later part of the book. As the villain's first enemy, the original owner was destined to die.
Near death, he jolted upright: the villain was me all along.
With an utterly disastrous start, Liu Guyu could only smile bitterly. He just wanted to die one more time.
But things were already set in motion, and dying wasn't an option, so Liu Guyu rolled up his sleeves and got to work. He sold things at a stall and earned money by day; at night, he had to soothe the little villain and keep him from turning evil.
Liu Guyu had been a dessert blogger in the food section, so after transmigrating, he returned to his old trade. Before long, the town was buzzing about all sorts of unusual treats no one had heard of before: bowl cakes, taro balls in sweet soup, osmanthus jelly with crushed ice...
Customers poured in, and he made a fortune.
Later on.
The villainous younger brother, who had been constantly taught by Liu Guyu about prosperity, democracy, civility, and harmony, still went bad without a word. He even cornered Liu Guyu in a room, his face dark as he demanded:
"You want to find me a wife? My brother was conscripted into the army, and I took his place to marry you. I was the one who took you into the family and wed you. Aren't you my wife?"
Message: Lead the whole village to shared prosperity.
Hot pot, have you ever seen it? It's eaten like that. The charcoal is burned in the middle. You can add charcoal after it's gone. This thing must be quite ancient. Just use a clay pot.
Finished spreading flowers! It looks good [Compare your heart] If nothing else, the price system and the main character group making money are handled very well. Personally, I was a little surprised that the price system in Zhongtian was chaotic and other people had a hard time making money. The protagonist could sell anything at a high price, and his business was very good, and he made a fortune quickly. There is almost no mention of specific prices in this novel, nor is it written in detail about how much money the protagonist group earns from each transaction. I think the reading experience is very good. Great work, looking forward to the next work ❤️
"Press" will catch the author a big bug ~ Ann
Read it well, read it well, finally waited until the end and finished it in one breath [Spreading Flowers] Looking forward to the author's next book 🤩
Warmth, everyone lives their life happily
Finished Spreading Flowers This is the second book I have read by this author. I love reading short and heartwarming stories about parents.
It's so good-looking. I guessed right about the pair of leaves, hahaha.
I feel that the cart is not suitable. In ancient times, the pipelines were all dirt roads. Not to mention they were gray and big. The key point is that the cart is difficult to walk and it will fall apart without shaking 🐶
Hot pot, have you ever seen it? It's eaten like that, with charcoal burning in the middle, and you can add charcoal after it's gone.
Finished spreading flowers! Nice farming article, heartwarming