Twilight Smoke Painting

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Zhao Chuchu was reborn in a time before the apocalypse. As soon as the space was filled with supplies, something fell from a high altitude and killed her. Then, she transmigrated, becoming a small villager in an unknown dynasty. She started this new life by taking out the natives, dealing with the plague, and becoming a divine doctor in one fell swoop. Using her fists, she gained high status. She bullied those scums until they cried for their mommy and begged for mercy. She produced large quantities of rice, beans, and sweet potatoes… She could do everything, and she earned a lot of money with that. Everyone watched as she reconciled with Xiao Xiucai. They watched until a baby was born, as well as until Xiao Xiucai became the top scholar and smoothly became the Chief Minister. Then, everyone waited for the day the Chief Minister would divorce his wife, who went through hardships in life with him. They waited and waited until the couple had grown old, the two living together for the rest of their lives.

The Chief Minister’s Ferocious Wife

The deep-fried tofu was so fragrant that it attracted Old Madam Ma and the others.

Xie Heng fried the tofu in the kitchen while Zhao Chuchu and Zhao Guitang fanned the flames of the stove in front of the stove cavity.

Madam He and Zhao Meilan carried the fried tofu out to put it in the dining room. Old Madam Ma just happened to walk in and see them.

"Seriously? How dare you hide from me and eat behind my back? You unfilial, ungrateful brat. Did you toss all your morals into the trash? It's your duty to be filial toward me. Put it down!" Old Madam Ma stepped forward. The fragrance of the tofu from the basket was starting to make her feel hungry.

Madam He's expression turned cold. Finally, she said, "We've already moved out of the Zhao clan. Whatever we make has nothing to do with you, isn't it?"

Madam He's face was filled with disbelief. How much oil did they use for frying this thing? Did Zhao Guitang hide money from them?

It Won't Kill You, But You'll Wish That You Were Dead