Because her parents divorced, An Ran grew up with her grandmother. She accidentally discovered a hidden dimension in a jade bracelet her grandmother had left behind. Then, a flash of inspiration struck her, and she realized that the space-time depicted in novels could be a time travel or apocalypse. An Ran then decisively embarked on a shopping spree, hoarding, and stockpiling. Sure enough, the novel was worth reading...

(A sweet and adorable story with a touch of fantasy.)

After saving three thousand worlds, the Empress thought she was finished, but unexpectedly, a wisp of her divine soul was reincarnated into a mentally challenged child in the late 1960s. The child's family was very poor and life was miserable; her father was lame, her mother half-blind, and she had two older brothers, grandparents, uncles, and aunts—a large family with a poverty index of -100. But no worries, because Su Youqing was once the Empress; her divine sense was enough for her to sweep across the world. Where to find ginseng, the herb of immortality, lingzhi, polygonatum, he shou wu, snow lotus, cordyceps—these precious things were all told to her by the demons who were forbidden to become spirits after the founding of the People's Republic of China—all for the purpose of getting rich and saving her family.

[Daily life of going to the sea to make a fortune in the 1980s] The fat and ugly Chu Xuan returned to the small fishing village in 1983. In this life, she did not want to destroy Mu Chenze's family, so she directly rejected his responsible proposal of marriage.

God has given her a chance to live a good life, and she must seize it firmly. In this life, she just wants to separate from the family, live a good life by fishing, lose weight when she has time, and educate her younger brother subtly.

She could understand that Chu Feng, her younger brother, had become her loyal fan, but...shouldn't Mu Chenze, who had his first kiss taken away and his marriage rejected, despise her?

Huh? Why is the style wrong? Is this a pure-hearted type?

Xu Shiyan was reborn back to forty years ago, the second day of his wedding.

Shui Lingling’s daughter-in-law has just entered the house, and everything is off to the best start.

Farming, hunting, going to the mountains to dig a big ginseng, life in the 1970s was actually quite good.

I didn’t have much skill in my previous life, and I don’t have any grand wishes in this life. I just want to live a good life with my daughter-in-law and cultivate my daughter into a talent.

The eldest daughter likes to write, so let her take the Chinese department of a key university.

The second daughter likes to sing and dance, and the art school is good.

As for that bastard son, the prodigal son, he didn’t have a chance to stuff it back into his mother’s belly in his previous life, so he just wanted to be born in this life.

But why are some things different?

In the humid heat of July, students within the crowded classroom couldn’t breathe properly under the tremendous pressure of the intensive exams.

Guo Jingyu’s forehead was damp with sweat.

He saw the figure seated in front of him as soon as he glanced up. His back was as straight as it had always been, his white shirt school uniform had a mild soap scent, and his hair was neatly parted. He was accompanied by the steady rustle of a pen.

Guo Jingyu laughed, as if he’d been freed of a huge burden, and gently nudged the person in front of him twice with a pen, saying in a hushed whisper, “Li Tongzhou?” The teen in front of him halted and didn’t say anything, but he extended his hand behind him and handed him something.

Guo Jingyu was lying motionless on his desk. With his fingers, he poked Li Tongzhou’s palm, which the other gently gripped.

In our youth’s fiery love, you’ve always been the only one.

Zhu Yuan transmigrated. In this backward ancient world without the internet, cell phones, or various forms of entertainment, how did she pass the time? She made a pen pal—a true pen pal. Zhu Yuan took out her little notebook and, with a stroke of her brush, wrote: "Goudan, come out and chat!" Xie Zheng, who was practicing calligraphy in the study, slipped his brush, ruining the entire calligraphy copybook. "There are beauties in books, the ancients were right!" by Xie Zheng many years later. ***Next romance novel, please add to your collection*** Synopsis of "My Spiritual Spring is a Bathing Pool": Upon waking up, Qu You found herself a junior disciple in a dilapidated sect, with a red, cloud-shaped scar on her palm. With just a thought, the scar would flow with a clear, sweet spring, the water brimming with spiritual energy. A sip, and her cultivation level would visibly increase. Looking at the impoverished sect and her empty storage bag, Qu You gritted her teeth and ran to...

(Farming + Multiple Heroines + Regret + Relaxation)

"Chu Tian! Let's cancel the engagement, you don't deserve it!"

When he opened his eyes, Chu Tian found himself traveling to an ancient time similar to China, and his fiancée broke off the engagement at the very beginning.

His father and elder brother died in the army, and the county lieutenant withheld their pensions, leaving him and his beautiful and sick sister-in-law to depend on each other.

The family was penniless and the engagement was broken off!

The sky is falling!

"Ding! The favorability system has awakened! Bind to sister-in-law Ye Qingyao and you can draw three times."

"Ding! Gain ten times the strength, god-level archery, and spiritual spring space."

…

Hunting and farming, he lived a carefree life.

That day, the village chief came over mysteriously and said, "Chu Tian, ​​you want a wife, not a beauty from the Western Regions, but only a ginseng."

Zhuang Zhou was born with the legendary Nine Suns Body, yet in his past life, he was nothing more than a cultivation furnace for Empresses—used and discarded. Six Empresses, six betrayals, all of them perished in the age of upheaval… and he was mockingly crowned “the man who outlived six Empresses.”

But this time, he’s back—reborn at age eight! No more bowing, no more humiliation. Zhuang Zhou will rise with pride, rewrite his fate, and never again become the man behind the throne. The Empresses? Let them find someone else to leech off!

Introduction: A middle-aged uncle who loves literature inexplicably returned to the early 1980s and became a well-established janitor at the "Yanhe" magazine in Qin Province.

He watched the gates, touched the fish, and wrote poems, novels and scripts, and unknowingly he became a great writer in the eyes of others.

I had a good life when I was little, watching football with Lu Yao and listening to Chen Zhongshi roaring Qin opera...

Hey, Comrade Jia, take care of your daughter...

(The story takes place in a parallel world, please do not take it personally. Any similarity is purely coincidental)

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