Er Fengchong

The ancient Divine Beast Susu descended to endure trials and became the youngest daughter of the Qin Family, who were nearing eighty years old; young in age but high in seniority, even the men in their twenties had to call her auntie.
Susu was also the only girl in three generations of the Qin Family, cherished by her parents, doted on by her brothers, and her nephews would fight over holding their auntie and protecting her.
Protect her? Susu said she didn't need it, for she was a mighty and ferocious Divine Beast!
With her around, no one would dare to bully the Qin Family members!
Those who bullied her family got sent flying; those who coveted their fortune got sent flying; those who tried to kidnap her got sent flying.
The kidnappers who captured Susu were frightened by her and willingly handed over their cell phones for her to call the police.
"How do I unlock the cell phone?" Susu asked.
"It requires fingerprint unlocking, you can use my finger," explained the kidnapper.
"How do I use your finger? Chop it off?" Susu asked again.
"No! No need to chop, it can be used while still attached to my hand!" the kidnapper wailed.
Chop off a finger! What kind of thought process was that?
Way too scary!
Ever since the lucky-buff-carrying Susu had come to their home, the family's luck had improved, their business prospered more each day, and the previously naughty young masters had become much better behaved, truly a little lucky star.
It was just that boy from the neighbor's house, who kept thinking about kidnapping Little Susu, causing the Qin Family men quite a bit of concern.
Maybe they should just break his leg again?

The Little Ancestor Teaches You How To Live

The old man, Yang, casually glanced over the gifts prepared by Lin Yushan with lackluster interest.


He had lived for so many years, there wasn't much he hadn't seen. How many years of wild mountain ginseng had he not seen? What size of lingzhi mushroom hadn't he come across?


To him, the items Lin Yushan brought, while valuable and precious, were still less significant than the medicinal herb seedlings he had just planted.


Watching as old man Yang's gaze swept over the rare medicinal materials and supplements that Lin Yushan had purchased, Chu Yanxi prayed in her heart that as a traditional Chinese medicine practitioner, he would just accept the medicinal materials—it would be best if he didn't take the gold.


Chu Yanxi watched nervously as Yang's gaze eventually landed on the box containing the gold bars.


At this, both Lin Yushan and Chu Yanxi grew tense.


Lin Yushan feared that Yang wouldn't like these vulgar objects.


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