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 After a serious illness, the appetite of the little horn became visible to the naked eye. Everyone watched him smacking his lips after eating the pig's trotters and drinking the soup.
 "Dad, no, is there little milk?"
 Ah, little milk.
 Feng Tingyun looked at his wife as if asking for help. Wei Xue hesitated, but at the insistence of the baby, he still let him drink the little milk he wanted to drink, but was afraid that he could not digest it, so she didn't dare to let him drink more.
 The checkup result came out early the next morning. As the doctor had judged, the baby is now in good physical condition and can be discharged from the hospital.
 The family regards taking the baby out of the hospital as a major event, and the whole family is here.
 This time I was hospitalized but it scared everyone out. When I was discharged, I felt that this was simply God's pity.
 Little Horn holds the little cow doll in his left hand and his hospital gown in his right hand.
 He seems to have a deep love for everything related to the little cow, and even the little cow’s sick gown must be taken home. Everyone pampers him and naturally depends on him.
 The healthy little horn walked forward arrogantly, his short legs upside down.
 Feng Hao watched silently behind him, thinking it was time to arrange transportation for his younger brother.
 Feng's family lives in the villa area. At first, they wanted to live in the country for the sake of Little Horn's body. It might be better for Little Horn's body to be able to breathe fresh air.
 However, after considering various reasons such as medical conditions and transportation, he gave up, kept quiet, and bought the house here.
 Old man Feng lives in the old house by himself, and comes over to amuse his grandson when he is fine.
 The little speaker was carried into the room by his brother Feng Hao, and he blinked and looked at the big house.
 Aunt Zhang was very happy to see the young master being discharged from the hospital, "Little speaker is back."
 The baby is grinning, very cute.
 Secretly speaking, you have to rest first, but the little speaker is in good spirits and refuses to sleep.
 Feng Hao took the initiative to play with him. Before, his younger brother seemed to be fragile porcelain, and Feng Hao did not dare to approach him, but his younger brother seemed to be a lot more lively this time he was discharged from the hospital.
 Wei Xue looked at this scene with satisfaction, Cui Shumin folded her hands and bowed, "Our baby will definitely get better and better in the future."
 If you don’t die in a catastrophe, you will be blessed. This time the baby can survive the death sentence. Everyone believes that this is a sign of improvement.
 The three-year-old baby never went to kindergarten due to physical reasons. Feng Hao and him showed him photos of his game the other day.
 The picture shows Feng Hao holding a small plane in his hand. It was the National Science and Technology Competition for Primary and Middle School Students. Feng Hao won the first prize.
 The little speaker pointed at Feng Hao in the photo and called to his brother.
 Feng Hao enthusiastically introduced him to his small plane, the small horn's eyes rolled, chicken? Fat chicken?
 It must be delicious.
 So Feng Hao heard the sound of drooling, he looked at his brother in surprise, the little horn raised his face, "Baby eats chicken."
 Eat chicken, eat chicken, eat chicken, baby must eat chicken.
 This coincides with Aunt Zhang's idea. The patient who has just been discharged from the hospital just needs to eat chicken to make up for it. Chicken soup boiled with Chinese medicinal materials was simmered on the stove, and Aunt Zhang immediately went to serve a small bowl of small horn as soon as she heard the chicken.
 The clear chicken soup has no oil on it, and there are two medlars floating on it.
 One large drumstick was in the bowl, and the other drumstick was in Feng Hao's bowl.
 Aunt Zhang treats the host's two children as her own, and is always fair, and there is no shortage of who is missing.
 Feng Hao is not hungry. Besides, didn't he have breakfast?
 But no matter how many small horns are, he grabbed the drumstick and delivered it to his mouth, which was still hot.
 Wei Xue was startled and wanted to blow for him, but the little horn was extremely protective of food.
 Well, she has discovered since yesterday's trotters, the little horn is now very obsessed with food.
 A chicken leg was quickly wiped out by the small horn, and his hands were sticky, so he sat on the ground and stretched his neck to drink the soup in the bowl.
 Feng Hao silently pushed his untouched chicken legs to him, "Brother, you eat."
 Little Speaker says "Grateful" in his left eye and "Love you" in his right eye.
 Feng Hao was flashed by the light in his eyes, eating and drinking enough to sleep, this is Xiao Trump's rule of life.
 But Feng Hao knew that he couldn't sleep just after eating, but the little horn that was still alive just now has his upper eyelid attached to his lower eyelid.
 Feng Hao felt that it was time for him to take responsibility as the eldest brother. He crossed him from the armpit of the little horn, "Mom and Dad, I took my brother upstairs to play."
 The little short legs of the little horn are fluttering, why are they flying into the air? The baby is going down.
 Now it's time to have lunch. The little speaker has eaten, but the family hasn't eaten yet. Wei Xue sent the two children up and spread the quilt of the little horn by the way, "After playing with his brother, let him rest for a while. Will you come down to eat?"
 Feng Hao nodded, "Don't worry, mother."
 The eldest son was very relieved in Wei Xue. The little speaker was placed on the carpet, and he was confused and a little sleepy.
 Feng Hao clicked on the Xuan'er above his head, and he raised his head to see what was touching him. When he saw Feng Hao, he smiled sweetly and called his brother, and then went to sleep with his head tilted.
 Feng Hao held his head to tempt him, "Do you want to meet the little cow? Do you want a cart?"
 How can the little horn resist the little cow? His eyes widened and he became sober instantly, and he couldn't say anything when he was excited, "Brother, give it to me, Xiao Lai Liu?"
 Feng Hao nodded, "I'll be off for summer vacation in two days. I'll take you to see the little cow at that time."
 "Wow." The little speaker showed starry eyes, and my brother was really nice.
 He asked excitedly, "Does Xiao Lai Liu welcome the baby?"
 Feng Hao knew that the cows were raised on the ranch, as long as the ranch owner agreed. As for whether the little cows were welcome or not, it was really a problem.
 But looking at the appearance of the little horn, Feng Hao didn't want to say that he didn't know. He nodded, "The little cow will welcome you."
 The little horn sucked his saliva, "I'm going to drink Xiao Liulai, will he welcome me too?"
 Feng Hao felt that this was too much, and the bull might kick you.
 Little horn couldn't get a response and asked excitedly, "Is it okay?"
 Feng Hao scratched his head, "We can go buy milk."
 "Then when are we going." According to the baby, it is best to go now. He just ate the big drumsticks and needs some little milk to moisturize his throat.
 The big chicken thigh is for eating, and the little milk is for drinking. It's a perfect match.
 Feng Hao probably disappointed him, "I'm going to school tomorrow, and I only have time on vacation."
 The baby has never been to school, and the baby is illiterate.
 "When is the elder brother on holiday?"
 "It's about a month or so."
 A month? One is less, that month must have passed by in a swish.
 The little horn stretched out his little finger, "That hook hook."
 "We will go in a month."
 Feng Hao felt that this was a little naive, but for the sake of his younger brother, let's be naive.
 The two pulled the hook and pressed their thumbs together. As soon as the series was over, the little horn said, "Brother, is one month here?"
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 Li Ji Yue transmigrated in a book and became a three-year-old little cannon fodder.
 The other cannon fodders are messing up while the little cannon fodder is just eating, drinking and sleeping all day. His legs crossed waiting for tomorrow’s little milk.
 Later, the little cannon fodder and the supporting character met.
 Jiang Fang looked at the little one who suddenly ran out and bumped into him.
 This little one shamelessly filed a complaint first, “You knocked this baby down, you need to give two pieces of cake to make him stand up.”
 The three-year-old baby in the small theater continues to believe that his IQ is no different from his brother in junior high school and in order to prove this, Li Jiyue secretly followed after his brother while he was going to school, planning to pass the entrance exam.
 The on-duty student with the red armband on his shoulder grabbed him and sent him to the baby nursery school next door.
 Li Jiyue, who was forcibly sent to the kindergarten, thumped his helpless little short legs, “Let this baby go! You… caught the wrong person.”
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 Outsiders all say that Xie Zhongxing had hit the jackpot marrying the prince of the Qin Enterprise, Qin Zhongyue, even being treasured and favoured for five whole years. They were well-recognized as a loving couple.
 However, they didn’t know that Qin Zhongyue had a lot of dissatisfaction with this marriage. He complained to his good friend, “He micromanages everything. Won’t let me drink or smoke, won’t let me go clubbing, and he even set me a 10pm curfew!”
 “I have to hand over all my salary and bank cards and he would only give me a hundred yuan a day! Only if he is in a good mood, he would give me a few hundred more!”
 Qin Zhongyue felt angry and wronged, “And I even have to wait on him!”
 “If I ever get the chance to do this again, I will never marry him! I used to get eight million yuan a month as spending money!” The prince said this to his friend.
 The day after he said this, Qin Zhongyue found himself reborn to the time when he was seventeen.
 The Xie Zhongxing at this time was eighteen years old and poor to the point where he only had one set of old clothes to wear, holes in his socks and a pair of dirty shoes whose soles were coming off. Even if he had a nice-looking face, he was despised and looked down upon, and known in the school as a pauper.
 When Xie Zhongxing’s parents came to handle the withdrawal procedures for him, Qin Zhongyue only then found out that he was a study tyrant ranked first in his grade, receiving scholarships every year, and that he was a seedling with good prospects the school had high expectations for and not the ‘useless high school dropout who didn’t like to study and only has money in his eyes’ as claimed by his younger brother.
 Qin Zhongyue couldn’t bear the sight of this. He pulled Xie Zhongxing into his arms, angry, “Continue studying! Our Qin family has never had a top scorer before, you must keep studying!”
 Xie Zhongxing raised his eyes and looked at him in confusion. The look in his eyes seemed to ask: Who are you?
 Qin Zhongyue thought of Xie Zhongxing’s dictatorship after their marriage and shuddered. He then maintained a look of righteousness, “I am just a kind-hearted person who does not wish to reveal his name!”
 Later, Qin Zhongyue asked Xie Zhongxing shyly, “If we get married, can you give me a thousand yuan a day as spending money?”
 Xie Zhongxing, “?”
 Qin Zhongyue, “…..Five hundred is also okay.”
 NB: The actual title is literally “The Sand Sculpture Gong was Reborn”. Sand sculpture (沙雕) is a homonym for 傻屌 (Sha Diao) which is a derogatory term for an idiot/a fool. Sand sculpture is often used with a more humourous/joking intention to describe something or someone as silly or foolish.
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 A human warrior cultivating the Ancient Strengthening Technique has transcended dimensions and arrived on Kyushu. Together with twelve ravishing beauties with looks that were unmatched in their generation, will he be able to stand on the summit of this world?
 This novel is about the main character, named Qing Shui, who transcended dimensions and arrived in the Kyushu continent. Storms of blood and wind, resulting in corpses and bones strewn about are extremely common here. The young warrior Qing Shui forged ahead in his path to cultivate, using 10 years to train himself, only to seek vengeance for the one who had forsaken his mother! On the road, he had a chance encounter with the cold beauty (ice princess) Shi Qing Zhuang, incurring hatred and vengeance from her fiancée – Situ Bu Fan. After entering the Hundred Miles City, Qing Shui got acquainted with a dignified and beautiful lady named Yu He and other Xian Tian Realm cultivators – After which, he willingly invited tribulation on himself, after killing the young master of the Gong Yang Clan because of Yu He, and was forced into a corner. Luckily for Qing Shui, a lady as beautiful as a celestial maiden named Yi Ye Jian Ge rushed back to save him from afar, following which a bloody battle ensued. Can Qing Shui turn danger into safety, averting disaster? And his relationships with the various beautiful ladies, what will it develop into?
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 Lu Bo Ting was facing a mental collapse crisis because of his high mental strength, and only one person’s quantum beast could help him. So he spent money to hire them just to prolong his life.
 Transmigrating to the scene of a breakup, the little phoenix Shi Nian kicked the scumbag and, without saying a word, turned around and got into Marshal Lu’s flying vehicle.
 The two sides soon agreed that the quantum beast was indeed very effective, and Shi Nian was quite professional, although a little arrogant. He dutifully said “boss,” but he dared to make the boss eat his leftovers.
 By this point, Marshal Lu’s heart was moved.
 He looked at the clause on the contract saying the employer must not have feelings for the employee, and wished to travel back in time, to wake himself up at that time.
 Looking at what Shi Nian was doing at the time, he just sent the scumbag and the vicious stepmother to prison. He went on Star Network and he opened a vest saying that he was a fan.
 Black fans: You only know how to study hair lengthening and beauty potions all day long. Why not make some potions for social use? Look at your fan. He is obviously also a guide, but he can beat up sentinels.
 At that time, he immediately came out and praised the black powder, and also praised his vest number, as if he was not praising himself at all.
 Until later, the vest fell off, and the black fans were dumbfounded.
 Fans were happy: What is this? A fan of yourself? Shi Nian is still Shi Nian. He plays too much.
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 Ye Wan transmigrated into a dog blood novel into a female partner with the same name and surname as her. Naturally, the female partner’s ending was tragic.
 The system told her that she could only live if she was full of the protagonist’s favor, otherwise she would be in danger of death at any time.
 Ye Wan wondered: So do I attack the male lead?
 System: What are you thinking? You s*upid head melon seed! Marry Bai Fumei! White, rich and beautiful! You listen to me! I’m asking you to be with the heroine!
 Ye Wan: ? ? ?
 Okay, in order to survive, Ye Wan decided to give it a try.
 Ye Wan: If you don’t like me, I will die.
 Shen Yu: Are you threatening me to be with you with suicide?
 Ye Wan: I’m not, don’t get me wrong!!!
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 Song Yuan accidentally picked up a 5-year-old child.
 The child has bright eyes, chiseled features, and prideful demeanor. He referred to himself as “this prince” and his mannerism was wild, cool, and stuck up.
 “This prince will never eat such lowly food!”
 “How dare you flirt with other men behind the back of my imperial father?”
 “He insulted this prince and you sided with him? This prince will sentence his entire clan to death!”
 Song Yuan was very disturbed. The DNA test had confirmed that the child was, indeed, her son, but why did he act like he was delusional?
 More importantly, who was the father of the child?
 The prince was going mad from worrying; Imperial Father, if you don’t come soon, Imperial Mother is really going to cheat on you!
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 There are only two destined outcomes for an illegitimate child of the Meng family.
 One is to be useful and then being used to death. The other is to be exploited for being a useless person.
 After being reborn, Meng Ting chooses the second option without the slightest hesitation.
 As a result, he’s being married off.
 “Oh.” =.=
 ***
 This is a story of a beautiful young man who wants to become a degenerate after coming back to life from death, but is rejected by his upstanding husband in various ways.
 This is a story of saving others, and being saved by others in return.
 You are my beloved, and I am the light of your life.
 Meng Ting: “Nonsense…”
 Yan Sui: “Everything my wife says is correct.”
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 In the cliché romance novel, “I‘ve been in love with you for a million years”, Jiang Baiyun, a second generation rich female villainess, committed suicide after her family went bankrupt. When she died, all she had left was a bank card with $8 million in it and a small villa in her name…
 The white-collar worker Jiang Baiyun woke up to find herself transmigrated as that rich second generation who had just began to swallow sleeping pills!
 And when she checked the number in the bank card, the newly transmigrated bankrupt rich girl almost fainted with excitement…
 God! Eight Million! I’m rich!
 As the big BOSS who controls the lifeline of the global economy, Ji Chen feels that life is not challenging.
 He watched on with indifference as the Jiang family went bankrupt. He could even watch his former fiancée Jiang Baiyun, whom he had never met, live on the streets because of the bankruptcy and it wouldn’t cause any ripples in his cold heart.
 Until one day, Ji Chen saw his former fiancée walking down the street, treating an LV as a fish basket while chewing on a fruit pancake in her hand.
 ……How can this woman be so leisurely!
 1- Hilarious writing, the author’s logic is dead 
 2- The woman is responsible for being handsome and dashing, the man is responsible for being funny. [not] 3- It’ll involve the entertainment industry, but the main character is a mudslide.
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 Follow Chen Ming as he accepts disciples, establishes a sect, and fights his way in a world that deems him a cannon fodder. 
 He goes against any common sense using his wits and novel knowhow to finish missions and arm himself against his cruel fate.
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 Transmigrated into the body of a cannon fodder villain, Chu Yu has three major worries:
 1. How can he help the protagonist turn into a real harem master?
 2. How can he develop a good relationship with the protagonist?
 3. How can he live properly without holding on to the protagonist’s thigh?
 The protagonist has three major worries:
 1. Eldest disciple brother has changed
 2. Eldest disciple brother has really changed
 3. How can he marry eldest disciple brother?
 System: Congratulations! ~ Sprinkle Flowers ~ Grow Old Together Happily!
 Chu Yu: … Wait, what about the harem novel?
 Author’s Note – This 1vs1 (no harem) And HE (Happy Ending)
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 Three thousand years ago, Bai Qiuran, who was extremely talented, was accepted as a disciple by the founder of Qingming Sect, and the young Taoist began to cultivate the path of immortality.
 Three thousand years later, Bai Qiuran’s master has ascended to the Immortal Realm, his senior brothers failed to pass the Heavenly Tribulation and died, and even the youngest grandson of the sixth generation descendant of his youngest junior sister succeeded in advancing to the Foundation Establishment stage and learned to use the sword to ride the wind.
 After three thousand years of hard work, Bai Qiuran finally reached the 66,664th layer of the Qi Refining stage.
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 When Wen Ning was 20 years old, she was taken back to Hancheng’s Jiang house to fulfill her engagement. After marriage although, Jiang Shu was humble and courteous for half a year. In the end, she failed to warm his heart.
 Leaving that night, the rain and cold wind made the little girl curl up on the cold chair with her legs in her arms, and her thin face was pale with cold.
 In the car not far away, the assistant said nervously, “Mr. Jiang, shall I go and get Miss Wen back?” The man hung his lips coldly, closed his eyes and pretended to sleep: “Let her be might as well she learn a lesson. If she can’t stand it, she will go home.” Jiang Shu miscalculated for the first time in his life. After that night, he never even heard her voice again.
 Few weeks later.
 Jiang Shu received a call about his sister asking for family members to bail after she caused trouble in a bar. The man didn’t care: “Don’t let it out, just lock it up.”
 Jiang Mengmeng heared the call: “Brother! My little sister-in-law is here too! She is locked up with me! Help us!” Jiang Shu sat up and said, “Ask her to say something to me.”
 Wen Ning abruptly said, “No comment.”
 The man suddenly lost his voice and replied: “Wait for me, I will come right away.”
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 Chosen after a long period of bloodline selection, seven women with the mixed blood of goddesses were selected to be the Imperial Guards and become direct trusted aides loyal only to the Emperor himself—this was the reason why the Haines Empire was the strongest military power on the continent. 
 Armed with teleportation magic and city-destroying forbidden spells that could be used at will, they were undoubtedly the most terrifying war machines in this land. However, in reality, these demigod Imperial Guards were far less outstanding than the legends… 
 “They don’t have the moral values of humans! They’re just a bunch of degenerates who only care about profits!” A transmigrator from another land, His Highness Rayne would always kick the coffin board agitatedly at the mention of these Imperial Guards. 
 “The System resurrected me a thousand times, of which at least 800 times, I was stabbed in the back by them!” 
 If he killed them, he would have no one of use in the Empire. 
 If they were left alive, he would be stabbed in the back sooner or later. 
 After the thousandth rebirth, Rayne finally figured out an unprecedented path. 
 This time round, he was no longer going to negotiate using benefits—he was going to conquer them with his personal charm!
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