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 Entering May, the sky is getting warmer. Weeds are overgrown on the idle and miscellaneous roads in the village, and crops with green shoots are emerging at the beginning, and the breath of life is strong.
 Compared with the thriving surroundings, Lin Qingxu's daily poverty can be summed up in one sentence: feeding chickens + learning embroidery + sheep-herding farming, plus being ridiculed by Fang Embroidery.
 Maybe it was two chicken meals a day that fed her feelings, and the majestic red-haired hero actually changed his habit of sneaking up on her whenever he saw her. Occasionally in a good mood, it would swing its two thick claws, swaying around her to show its presence, and intermittently raise its neck and make a high-pitched cry.
 Lin Qingxu was simply flattered.
 As for embroidery, Lin Qingxu is almost desperate...
 She had already thought about it, but it was impossible. On the apron that she wore on the wedding day, she embroidered a chubby and round national treasure, a red panda.
 Her embroidery skills, complex landscapes, flowers and birds can only be embroidered into four dissimilarities, it is better to give up. As for the twisted lines, it just happened to outline the cute and naive image of the red panda. In addition, there is no such rare species as a national treasure in today's era, even if the embroidery is too miserable, it can be justified.
 Besides, the part of the land in her family is now a lush green area. The leaves of the cabbage are shiny and beautiful, but unfortunately they are too small to allow her to quickly enjoy the joy of receiving the fruits of her labor.
 Fang Xiu still embroiders in the afternoon, staying at home in the morning or going to other homes to teach embroidery skills. The embroidery skills are highly respected by the village, and because someone has been running to the house more diligently recently, Lin Qingxu can't help but feel a little sad. .
 Once again reluctantly sent Cui Yuying to the intersection to return, Lin Qingxu retreated into the kitchen resentfully, pursed her lips, and stared straight at Fang Xiu with her clear black eyes.
 Fang Xiu gave her a sideways glance, and said in a cool tone, "Just say one more word, and don't even think about eating at noon."
 Lin Qingxu's pursed lips arched, hiding his resentment, kicked away the small firewood and sat by the stove, turning his grief and anger into a desire to add more firewood.
 Seeing her childish nature, Fang Xiu hooked her lips in ignorance.
 The slander was held until halfway through the lunch. Lin Qingxu saw that Fang Xiu was in a good mood. Taking the opportunity to chat between the two, he said, "Auntie, are you going to let Cui Yuying inherit your mantle?"
 Seeing Fang Xiu's smile faded, Lin Qingxu threw the eye knife over, and Lin Qingxu's neck shrank, fearing that A-Niang would kill her food source, and quickly took a big mouthful of rice.
 Fang Xiu raised her eyebrows: "What? Is Axu jealous?"
 Lin Qingxu swallowed, how dare she?
 She smiled embarrassingly, and added another chopstick to herself. She was not confident enough: "No, no, I'm just asking, if I want her to become A-Niang's apprentice, don't I have to call her Junior Sister?"
 Fang Xiu laughed angrily and said, "Just your embroiderer, if I really want to be your master, I won't die of anger!"
 Lin Qingxu pouted, she didn't dare to answer those words. Can only ask again: "So, does A-Niang like her very much?"
 So such an indifferent mother can allow Cui Yuying to come home every now and then?
 Lin Qingxu shook his head, but he didn't feel like it. Cui Yuying came here diligently, but she didn't see anything special about Fang Xiu's attitude and behavior towards Cui Yuying. Fang Xiu didn't ask questions enthusiastically, and she never let her have a meal.
 Or, Fang Xiu just recognized Cui Yuying's talent in embroidery and wanted to see the situation before making a decision?
 Fang Xiu saw what she was thinking, cut her a glance and added a sarcastic sentence: "Miss Cui's talent in embroidery is really good, you can't catch up with an ox cart. As for liking her, it's hard to say."
 Fang Xiu's eating rate remained unchanged at all: "Anyway, in the morning, I always point out the embroiderers in the neighborhood. I find it comfortable to look at, and my comprehension is good, so I just have a relaxing time."
 "Ah?" Lin Qingxu slipped his hand holding the chopsticks.
 She never imagined that the calm and casual aunt would be a little picky about the Buddha? !
 Fang Xiu ignored her fuss: "Then why doesn't Ah Xu like Miss Cui?"
 Lin Qingxu secretly spoke ill of Cui Yuying to Fang Xiu not once or twice, but he did not mention the key points. She didn't mean that there were more people in the family who were uncomfortable, or that Cui Yuying disturbed her enthusiasm for embroidery.
 Of course, Fang Xiu knew that these were not the most fundamental reasons.
 "Don't you think Cui Yuying's temperament is too weak and pitiful?" Lin Qingxu twisted out these words with a sour tooth, a chill in her heart.
 Thinking of how Cui Yuying timidly called her "Sister Lin", like a little white flower shivering in the wind, speaking in a low voice and humility, she got goosebumps all over her body.
 Fang Xiu was laughed at by her appearance: "Miss Cui's temperament is different from yours and Awan. She has been disciplined by her parents since she was a child, and she rarely goes out. It's not surprising that she has such a personality."
 Lin Qingxu's heart moved: "Hey, why did her family move to Hehua Village?"
 She still remembered that the first time she saw Cui Yuying was in the team of the cultivators, and the person with her should be her father. Although he has only seen it once, the temperament of that person is not like that of an ordinary farmer.
 Fang Xiu rarely did not open the topic, and used it as a chat between meals: "I heard that there are not many places. It is said that the Cui family came from Qianyuan Village."
 Lin Qingxu was surprised and couldn't help but think deeply.
 The distance between Qianyuan Village and Hehua Village is not at all, and it almost spans two huge cities. The purpose of running so far here is too special.
 Fang Xiu continued: "Her father was a local squire, and he had a good life, but he was attacked by a scoundrel in the next village with authority and support, and insisted on marrying his girl. The Cui family can be said to be a landowner. If the people don’t fight against the officials, Father Cui can’t, so he can only leave with his family.”
 A flash of light flashed in Lin Qingxu's mind: "Is it possible that Cui Yuying always runs to us, and does it mean to seek support?"
 As the Su family who is about to marry the Lin family, the shopping malls are profitable, and the officialdom is not bad. With the status of the Su family, the words in the village have great weight. Cui Yuying was so deliberately trying to befriend her, maybe she was thinking about that one?
 Lin Qingxu's heart became clear, and he suddenly had an epiphany.
 Fang Xiu gave her a funny look: "It's true that something happened to the Cui family. Lotus Village is no better than Qianyuan Village, and the forces over there are simply unreachable. What she should look for most is not us?"
 Lin Qingxu looked at Fang Xiu's gesture of clearing things up in one sentence, and nodded silently.
 Don't cause trouble, don't get involved in trouble, this is the style of Fang Xiuyi.
 I don't know if the conversation between her and Fang Xiu had an effect.
 Without the invisible response of the little white flowers, Lin Qingxu happily even pulled weeds in the vegetable field with enthusiasm! He even secretly decided to arrange a few more green-leaf bamboos with tall and straight leaves next to the red panda that will be embroidered...
 During the two months of living in Hehua Village, Lin Qingxu was almost immersed in the life of an ancient laid-back village girl, but that was only almost.
 "Well, take it, Master Su asked me to bring it to you." At the gate of the courtyard, Fang Xiu, who got off the carriage, handed her a paper-wrapped cake and a small gift box in the other hand.
 Lin Qingxu's cheeks instantly floated red. She wanted to pretend to be more comfortable, but the blood all over her body rushed to her forehead, and she couldn't hide it if she wanted to.
 Just as she reached out and took the two parcels into her arms and held them firmly, a sharp and loud voice suddenly came from the side of her ear.
 "Aiya, is this the young master of the Su family who gave us A Xu a gift again? Tsk tsk, seeing A Xu's beautiful little face, I really make the aunt envious!" Aunt Fang next door joined in the fun with admiration.
 Being promoted like a big trumpet, Lin Qingxu's face was embarrassed, and his face was like steaming clouds in an instant.
 Fang Xiu couldn't get used to others making fun of his daughter, so he waved her away: "Axu, go into the house, you are not needed here."
 She glanced at Aunt Fang, and there was a talkative hard worker, no need to be in vain!
 Lin Qingxu observed his words and looked at the expression, "Ai", hugged the two packs tightly, and trotted back to the house.
 Aunt Fang's loudspeaker came out from behind again: "I said, Sister Fang, you are also very lucky to have such a beautiful daughter as A Xu... Hey, sister Fang, you don't have to do anything, how hard I work in the farm work, how can I bring it up? It doesn't take much effort to carry the oil at all! I'll come, I'll come!"
 In the room, Lin Qingxu took apart the oil paper on the outermost layer of the pastry, and when he saw the four different flavors of pastries packaged inside, his face was hot, and his heart was beating wildly.
 She caressed her hot cheeks gently, as if she was getting tired of being in a sugar jar.
 She and Su Yan's wedding date is approaching, and it is difficult to see each other again, but the connection between the two has not been broken. Every ten days, Su Yan would bring something back to the village to hand over to her. In addition to the usual pastries and fruits, there would be occasional other small gifts.
 Lin Qingxu put the remaining small gift box on the small dresser, and slowly untied the rope on it.
 The dark brown wooden box reveals the fragrance of sandalwood, and when opened, there are two brightly colored water-red hairbands. The silk forging material is embroidered with fine small white flowers, which is elegant and full of vigor, and it is very beautiful.
 Lin Qingxu put it in his hand and rubbed it carefully, unable to stop being happy.
 She reopened the makeup box, and saw half of the hairpins, small hairpins, flower earrings, etc. that he had given her, and a smile overflowed from the corners of her mouth.
 To say that Su Yan's fiancé is really competent!
 In July, while the weather is sultry, it has entered the rainy season.
 It was only five days in July, and it rained for four consecutive days.
 Lin Qingxu moved a small bench and sat under the eaves, and the rain brought in by the breeze hit his face, cool and cold, showing a sense of coldness.
 She tightened her jacket, but couldn't help but reach out her hand. In less than a minute, Bai Nen's palm was soaked all over by the rain.
 She looked up at the dark sky covered with thick dark clouds, sighing and curious, and said to herself, "If it rains so much tomorrow, will the Su family bring umbrellas to welcome their relatives? Lotus Village and the town It’s all dirt roads, and it’s not easy to walk on the muddy ground. If they can’t miss the auspicious time, how early they have to leave, and if there are some minor problems on the road, then…”
 Lin Qingxu couldn't reach the end, and was slapped by a slap in the back of his head.
 "Don't crow mouth!"
 Lin Qingxu rubbed the back of his head, pursed his mouth, forced out a tear, looked at Fang Xiu innocently and cried out in pain.
 Fang Xiu rubbed the palm of his hand, glanced at him indifferently, and said, "It's useless to cry about pain now, you will only be hurt tomorrow night!"
 Lin Qingxu shuddered and almost fell off the small bench: "..."
 A-Niang, is it really okay for you to rush into Xiao Huang Duan without warning?
 Facts have proved that Lin Qingxu's crow mouth did not work, and the rain stopped before noon.
 The sky cleared, the dazzling sunlight broke through the dark clouds, and the fire blazed on the earth crazily. In less than half a day, the water of the earth was drained by it.
 Lin Qingxu watched everything silently, under Fang Xiu's fierce gaze, she shrunk her head and pursed her lips, daring not to say another word.
 At night, Lin Qingxu used the dim yellow candlelight to organize the clothes and jewelry that he would use tomorrow. He was both longing and anxious in his heart.
 Fang Xiu suddenly knocked on the door.
 "Auntie." Lin Qingxu quickly stopped what he was doing, and when he saw her coming in, his eyes involuntarily fell into the small basket held by Fang Xiu. The small basket was not big, it was the same size as her usual embroidery supplies, but it was covered with a layer of red cloth. Lin Qingxu took a peek and couldn't see what was inside.
 Lin Qingxu pursed his lips with a straight face and deliberately avoided his eyes.
 I always feel that A-Niang can pull out something indescribable from it.
 Fang Xiu didn't see her swaying brain circuit, and she was very aware of the image of a mother who is about to marry her daughter. After sitting down by the bed, she gently asked her how she was feeling: "How is Axu feeling now? Are you nervous?"
 Lin Qingxu continued to shake his head uprightly. In fact, she was a little more interested in the things in A-Niang's basket than the nervousness.
 Fang Xiu saw what she was thinking, and smiled, without saying what she meant, "Auntie wants to see how your embroidered apron is doing?"
 Mentioning this, Lin Qingxu's teeth were sour, and a sense of shame flooded into his brain.
 She smiled and wanted to refuse: "Auntie, don't use this. You know my embroidery skills, so don't smear your eyes, right?"
 Fang Xiu's smile did not change at all.
 Lin Qingxu pursed his lips, imagining that he was an old bacon that could withstand the wind, frost and snow: "...Okay."
 The moment he saw the apron, even Fang Xiu, who had a very high laugh, burst out laughing.
 "Ah Xu embroidered a fat pig? It's really round."
 Lin Qingxu had a dull face.
 A fat pig is a fat pig, at least it is an animal that can be recognized at a glance, which is barely considered an advantage. It's a pity that Fang Xiu's next sentence put her into the Thunder Ice Cave.
 Fang Xiu: "Even though the embroidery is a bit ugly, it doesn't look like it."
 Lin Qingxu: "...Aniang, can you stop hitting me a few words, I'm going to cry." She cried and gave her a good look.
 Fang Xiu laughed even louder.
 After a long pause, when Lin Qingxu's face was almost comparable to that of Black Charcoal, Fang Xiu finally smiled and coughed lightly.
 Lin Qingxu raised his eyes slightly in depression, waiting for his mother to speak.
 "Ahem, A-Niang knows that you are not good at embroidering, so I specially prepared a copy for you." Fang Xiu's voice was slightly restrained, but there was also a sense of discomfort.
 Once the big red mandarin duck water apron with exquisite embroidery was taken out, Lin Qingxu's eyes were full of beauty, and he was very moved.
 In addition to being moved, she felt a little lost somewhere in her heart.
 What about the indescribable booklet?
 Fang Xiu saw her thoughts running wild, as if she heard her heart.
 "Why, A-Xu doesn't like A-Niang's craftsmanship, or did he think it was something else?"
 Lin Qingxu was swept away by her threatening eyes, shuddered, and said with a strong desire to survive: "No, no, A-Niang's things are the best in the world, A-Xu loves A-Niang's craftsmanship!"
 After she finished speaking, she pursed her lips and peeked at the small basket that was visible to the bottom of her eyes.
 If Fang Xiu knew that what she wanted to see was the little yellow book, and she didn't call her a **** scumbag, then it must not be her mother!
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 Lin Qingxu woke up and found that he had transmigrated into the book and became the 18th lineman who was about to marry the future villain! 
 The villain in the book has supreme magic power and a handsome face that turns all living beings upside down, but he does everything day by day. 
 In order to snatch the heroine, the villain opposes the male protagonist everywhere, but he tried his best to make the male protagonist become a god. And the female protagonist, of course, happily followed the male protagonist’s footsteps and rose through the calamity. 
 As a character in the book, Lin Qingxu only knew that he died in the past two years before he got married… 
 Lin Qingxu: I don’t want to marry, I don’t want to die… 
 The villain smiles: Don’t worry, I only love you.
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 One-sentence introduction: The little wife dressed as the future villain
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 This appears to be this type of story:
 Soon after knowing that she was going to marry Song Shi An, Su Tang made a firm resolution to barter to get a bill of divorce within one month!
 The reasons are many with one being crucial, that pan of cold noodles has been an eyesore for a very long time!
 Actually, it is this type of story:
 Has lightning, dog blood, even more it has big meat. Love steamed buns, love beautiful meals, as well as love household tussles.
 Go out to build the family fortune, enter the house to steadily accompany the lady of the house! Who dares to interfere? Stiff penalties being served!
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 Yang Wei and Qi Xiao Yan had been married for a year and were unable to reach mutual understanding on many topics, except for one——divorce!
 They didn’t know that there was still one more thing they also reached a strong, mutual understanding on——
 Want to find your second spring?* In your dreams!
 In short: Mr. Qi and Mrs. Qi end up happily remarrying each other.
 *(idiom) try to fall in love again
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 Once through, blind mother, lame father, little wife, and a severely malnourished wife and brother who was only three years old, and a famine that lasted for two years.
 Qi You: This is not so difficult. 
 Fortunately, his supernatural power also followed through TUT
 Announcement: Overhead history, very empty space =. =
 Content label: Inspirational life through time and space 
 Search keywords: Protagonist: Qi Youlin Miaoer Supporting role: Qi family Others: Inspirational life
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 The world regained consciousness.
 It was surprised to find ‘little animals’ doing a lot of ‘unauthorised’ things on its body.
 At midnight, in the year of 2018, a voice appeared in the minds of all citizens: “Hello, parasites.”
 A reaper gong, who doesn’t like to talk and strikes once to hit ten VS a fake white lotus and river god shou, who pits to kill.
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 It started from a mystical dynasty that had been lost in the history of the past. From there, their life began to interlace, but at the same time, they died. In the 21st century, Hai Lan, one of the members in the archaeological team, was saved by her ex-boyfriend, Qin Ge, when she was in danger while excavating an ancient tomb. Because of that, Qin Ge died.
 In Qin Ge’s mourning hall, Hai Lan learned that he had been with her for three years as she was similar to the woman he loved the most.
 She was heartbroken when she came to know of the truth. At that moment, she encountered a mysterious woman named Lin Lang. She told her that if Qin Ge was to be reborn, she would have to break the butterfly effect. In other words, she needed to prevent the construction of the ancient tomb. Without it, everything would go back to normal.
 Lin Lang had a hidden token, one that was said to have been owned by Fei Tian, the ancestor of ten thousand Buddhas. With the token, Hai Lan would be able to travel to the age of the ancient tomb and change the past.
 She contemplated it endlessly and finally decided to travel back in time and change history, rewriting a love that would stay etched in Shangguan Jinghong’s (Qin Ge) mind.
 The myths and legends from thousands of years ago, the great secrets that have been lost and forgotten for several generations, who has the ability to uncover them all?
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 A mysterious black card issues a different amount of money each week and Shi Lei must spend it all within a week’s time. Otherwise, he will be welcomed by the black card’s punishments.
 “Spending money is really tiring.” —- Shi Lei said.
 “I will set a small goal first, such as spend a hundred million……” —- Shi Lei said in self-satisfaction.
 “The one thing I regret the most in life is having infinite money to burn without a choice.” —- Shi Lei finally said.
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 Voice Actor gong x Musical Actor shou
 This is a story about ‘learning how to fly again after the wings of your dreams are broken.’
 This is also a story about ‘how to love others and also love yourself.’
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 Wei Shao’s part.
 At first, Marquis of Yan, Wei Shao, was advised to marry the Qiao’s daughter : “The Qiao’s family has been in the Eastern County for three generations, although declining, but deeply honored, like the hundred-foot insects that die but not stiff. My Lord is majestic and powerful. The family of Qiao has begged the Lord, so why not take the daughter of the Qiao family and use her?”
 Later, Wei Shao finally understood and hit his own face. It’s hurt, really hurt.
 Xiao Qiao’s part.
 Hmm, men are indeed cheap bones. The Emperor is the same.
 ……
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 Within the red tent, under the passionate eyes of the man on top, she was forced to make love and three thousand black strands turned to white.
 Outside the red tent, her husband laughed and drank with the beauties by his side as they watched…
 When the red was torn, pieces of it were carried away by the wind. As she stepped out with difficult steps, the silver hair danced in the wind. Exactly whose heart was the one that was hurt in the end?
 “How…how could it be you?” A voice filled with disbelief, he who always believed himself to be cold and unfeeling, fell into the pits of hell, filled with pain and regret for eternity.
 For this imperial power, there are countless hidden plots. She hid her capabilities and bided her time, only desiring for a safe haven. In the end, her wish did not come true, and she fell into the hands of someone else as a chess piece.
 The tale of a time-traveling woman who gets forced to the point of no return, turning her black hair into white. Should she bow to her fate and submit? Or should she fight back and glow brilliantly?
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 There are five skills in Taoism: That is, spiritual practice, medical skills, numerology, anthroposcopy , and divination.
 As a Taoist doctor, Zhou Jinyuan can tell fortune and save lives.
 However, when a doctor can draw talismans and do alchemy, at the same time he is a very young… He has to prove himself is not a liar!
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 Zhou Jinyuan: Seeing a doctor? Wait for me to finish this talisman.
 Patient (panic face): ? ? I’m sorry that I disturbed you.
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 She met his ex-boyfriend, and he was furious, “Sangxia, if so many women in the world still like you, I’m a dog!”
 She turned around without hesitation, and he said from behind: Wang!
 Rong Zhan likes Sang Xia crazy, the whole world knows it.
 Someone asked: Master Zhan, why is my sister-in-law worthy of you being so dead.
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 “At the end of the song the man is drunk, so much like the tears by Poyang River. Ten thousand miles of easterly winds; the country is broken, the mountains and rivers reflect only red.” 
 ~A line from Shorthand Tablature of Magnolia Blossoms by Zhu Dunru
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 At sixteen years of age, You Miao lives a life of luxury. Yet with rapid changes in family circumstances, the once little young master now only has his deceased mother’s barren estate and a loyal Quanrong slave left. The dilemma and distress of starting everything from scratch becomes the greatest trial of his life.
 As the imperial state exam approaches, You Miao enters the capital for his tests. However, all of a sudden the tribes of the north invade, causing a diaspora to the south. The Hans flee to the south in great numbers with the uprising of war everywhere. The country is at the cusp of ruin and homes are lost…
 Along with his band of sworn brothers, You Miao finally returns to Jiangnan in the midst of displacement, and using all of his strength, he supports this broken, half sliced nation.
 The good days don’t last long, and the imperial court now in the south faces both internal and external enemies. The court is in turmoil, the government officials in dissension, but as tides rise and fall, the most beautiful moonlight of the great desert is yet to come.
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