[Chronology + Farming + Hunting + King of Soldiers + Military Technology + Making a Fortune + Enjoyable Articles + Family Affairs]
Reborn back to the seventies!
The first thing I do when I wake up is break off the engagement!
Song Hongmei wants a hundred yuan as a gift plus three turns? Hey, are you worthy?
The one I want to marry is the most beautiful woman in the county - capitalist lady Wen Yining!
Everyone said that I was crazy and that marrying someone from the Black Category 5 would mean destroying my future.
But they didn't know that two years later, the Wen family would be rehabilitated, her father would be reinstated, and everyone who had bullied the Wen family would be liquidated!
Not only do I want to marry her, but I also want to let her live the best life before she can be rehabilitated!
An ancestral blunderbuss with a hundred hits! Two hundred pounds of wild boar, killed with two shots!
Treasure hunting in the mountains, centuries-old wild ginseng, five-step snakes, and rare medicinal materials, all turned into real gold and silver!
The village bully and his son set up a trap? With one backhand move, let them shoot themselves in the foot!
In this life, I want my family and loved ones to live a good and happy life!
Make a fortune, protect your wife and destroy enemies, and go from a small mountain village to the top!
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Some of the words in this chapter were once said by the old teacher, and I am still deeply impressed!
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It's over.
When I typed the last line, my fingertips paused above the keyboard for a long time. On the other side of the screen, the curtain of the story slowly fell, but my heart was filled with thousands of words. When it came to my mouth, there was only the most clumsy sentence left -
Reluctant to part with it.
I can't bear to leave those characters, they have lived in my heart for so long, those laughter and tears, those choices and persistence. They are not just cold words, they have truly breathed, loved, and suffered in a parallel world. Now I have to say goodbye to them, like saying goodbye to a group of old friends, watching their backs disappear on the street corner. I know they will continue to live in that world, but I can no longer open that door and visit them at any time.
The ending is indeed a bit rushed. I know that some clues have not been developed, and some emotions have not been fully explained, like a party ending too hastily, and the cups have been put away before the candles on the table have burned out. But the story has its own destiny, and it can only go so far. It's not that I haven't thought about giving it a more complete ending, but some partings are meant to end abruptly.
Speaking of the results, I feel a little astringent. I wrote this book with great care. I thought about every plot over and over, and laid every foreshadowing carefully, just like using fine stitches to sew a piece of clothing. Every stitch and every thread was filled with my heart, but in the end it didn't reach more people. It would be a lie to say that I am not disappointed. In those moments of thinking alone late at night, in those early mornings when a story plot is turned around, sometimes I can't help but wonder if there is something about me that is not good enough.
But then I thought again, writing, in the final analysis, is a person talking to the void under the lamp. If someone hears you, it's fate; if no one responds, it's fate. And I finally finished what I wanted to say and brought these characters into this world from scratch. This is a kind of completion in itself, isn't it?
So I still want to say thank you, thank you to everyone who opens this book, and thank you for letting these words live in your eyes at a certain moment. Even if only one person reads it carefully, the companionship is real and warm. Words are lonely, but because of readers, loneliness is no longer lonely.
Finally, I want to say to you who have always supported me: See you in the next book.
This is not a farewell, just the end of a chapter. The page has been turned and a new story is already on the way. I will continue to write, like every time, in the middle of the night when no one knows, lighting the first light for the next world.
The wind is still blowing and the story is not finished yet.
We'll see you next time for the next book.
Love is always the same across thousands of rivers and mountains, can you vote for me?
It's the end of the month, if you still have must-read votes, remember to vote before they expire!
Thanks for the support!
Love is always the same across thousands of rivers and mountains, can you vote for me?
Here comes a 4,000-word chapter. It's the end of the month. Please give me a must-read vote. Thank you! Please vote if you have any, don't let it expire, thank you.
I wish everyone a healthy Dragon Boat Festival! Please vote for it, thank you!
Thanks to [Handsome Guy] for the reward, and thanks to [Qimao Book Friends-072754] for the reward! Thanks for the support!
When I was in school, I met a very good old teacher. He taught me Chinese for one semester, and then he was transferred. Some of the words in this chapter were once said by the old teacher, and I am still deeply impressed!
Submit a 4,000-word chapter, one chapter is equal to two chapters updated by others! Please support me, please give me rewards, please give me good reviews, and please vote for must-reads! Grateful!
Please vote for must-reads, remind me for more updates, praise more, and give more rewards. If the data is good, there will be more updates tomorrow. Thank you for your support! Thanks! Thanks!
It's over. When I typed the last line, my fingertips paused above the keyboard for a long time. On the other side of the screen, the curtain of the story slowly fell, but my heart was filled with thousands of words. When it came to my mouth, there was only the most clumsy sentence left - Reluctant to part with it. I can't bear to leave those characters, they have lived in my heart for so long, those laughter and tears, those choices and persistence. They are not just cold words, they have truly breathed, loved, and suffered in a parallel world. Now I have to say goodbye to them, like saying goodbye to a group of old friends, watching their backs disappear on the street corner. I know they will continue to live in that world, but I can no longer open that door and visit them at any time. The ending is indeed a bit rushed. I know that some clues have not been developed, and some emotions have not been fully explained, like a party ending too hastily, and the cups have been put away before the candles on the table have burned out. But the story has its own destiny, and it can only go so far. It's not that I haven't thought about giving it a more complete ending, but some partings are meant to end abruptly. Speaking of the results, I feel a little astringent. I wrote this book with great care. I thought about every plot over and over, and laid every foreshadowing carefully, just like using fine stitches to sew a piece of clothing. Every stitch and every thread was filled with my heart, but in the end it didn't reach more people. It would be a lie to say that I am not disappointed. In those moments of thinking alone late at night, in those early mornings when a story plot is turned around, sometimes I can't help but wonder if there is something about me that is not good enough. But then I thought again, writing, in the final analysis, is a person talking to the void under the lamp. If someone hears you, it's fate; if no one responds, it's fate. And I finally finished what I wanted to say and brought these characters into this world from scratch. This is a kind of completion in itself, isn't it? So I still want to say thank you, thank you to everyone who opens this book, and thank you for letting these words live in your eyes at a certain moment. Even if only one person reads it carefully, the companionship is real and warm. Words are lonely, but because of readers, loneliness is no longer lonely. Finally, I want to say to you who have always supported me: See you in the next book. This is not a farewell, just the end of a chapter. The page has been turned and a new story is already on the way. I will continue to write, like every time, in the middle of the night when no one knows, lighting the first light for the next world. The wind is still blowing and the story is not finished yet. We'll see you next time for the next book.
Love is always the same across thousands of rivers and mountains, can you vote for me?
It's the end of the month, if you still have must-read votes, remember to vote before they expire! Thanks for the support!
Love is always the same across thousands of rivers and mountains, can you vote for me?