The Beloved Lucky Little Treasure: I Survive the Famine with My Pocket Dimension

A genius young researcher transmigrates into a newborn baby? Her father, brothers, and nephews rub their hands together: Spoil her!

The harvest fails and there's not enough to eat? The little girl takes a look at the resources in her personal space and proudly puffs out her tiny chest. In an instant, the storehouses are full of chickens, ducks, fish, rabbits, and grain!

Bad luck follows one disaster after another? The little girl blinks. “Oh, I can predict disasters?” My big brothers and nephews are under my protection! How did I end up with a lucky-charm constitution, too?

With two short sprout-like pigtails and a round little belly, the baby declares with great confidence, “Xing Tangtang, life is just peachy!”

Her childhood sweetheart: “Peachy!”

All her brothers and nephews: “Go away! Only we get to say that. Peachy, peachy, peachy, peachy, peachy!”