Skin White As Snow

“That’s a jinx and must be rid of. It’s that or you and your family get out of here.” 
Su Xiaolu was transmigrated into this world as a newborn, and the instant she opened her eyes, she was deemed a burden and a jinx by a venomous grandmother-in-law. 
Her father, Su Sanlang, gritted his teeth and said, “Alright then, you can separate us from the family and we’ll leave.” 
For the sake of keeping her alive, they were forced to leave the main family and start a new life elsewhere. They ventured into a new profession, went hunting, and their lives gradually improved. 
Despite being called a jinx, she became the apprentice of a divine physician at the age of three, inherited his legacy, and became known to the world. She treated her brothers’ brain disease and her eldest brother became a profound martial artist while her second brother became a scholar. They all brought glory to their family. 
Now a divine physician herself and well-versed in nutritious recipes, she owned the largest restaurant in the Zhou Dynasty and earned so much money that she couldn’t possibly finish spending them in ten lives. 
Her family grew more prosperous and their horrible relatives showed up, trying to ride their coattails. 
Su Xiaolu smirked. “Close the gates and release the tiger!”

Transmigrated As A Delicate Bundle Of Luck For A Farming Family

Su Xiaoling smiled and nodded in agreement.

It was not troublesome to make a book bag, so Zhou Heng had a book bag the day after he entered school.

Su Xiaoling handed the book bag to Zhou Heng. Zhou Heng looked at him and smiled slightly. He said softly, "Thank you, Ling. It's very nice. I like it very much."

Zhou Heng carried the book belt on his back and entered the town with Su Chong, Su Hua, and the others. They started their school days of going to school early every day.

Cold winter has passed, and spring and summer have arrived.

The nameless wildflowers by the roadside were also competing for attention. Every day was busy and fulfilling. Everyone was like a sponge trying to absorb knowledge.

Su Xiaolu still came home once every three days. Every time she came home, she was always the happiest. In spring and summer, there were many types of ferns. They were red and black, sour and sweet, and tasted delicious.

Finally Looking Up