Niu Niu Mi

【Soft and Cute Female Lead VS Gentle and Rough Male Lead】
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Neither cherished by her father nor loved by her mother, from a poor family and overweight, married to a man who is not a good catch, Chen Hansui thought she was dealt a bad hand in life. Only after she died did she find out that her mother was a woman of power and her husband, a future local tyrant, loved her madly. Seeing the world from a different perspective changed everything... Upon her rebirth at the age of 20, Hansui decided to turn the bad cards she was dealt into a winning hand.
However, facing the village's most notorious mother-in-law, a weird and wacky sister-in-law, and a husband who isn't exactly a catch...
The soft and adorable Hansui cries out, "I can't do this."
The male lead: "I think you still have a fighting chance. Here, let me give you a little 'mouth-to-mouth resuscitation'."
Minefield: The male lead in this story is not much of a catch, with his only redeeming quality being that he treats the female lead well. The female lead is a sticky and adorable little thing. Even the outrageous mother-in-law and the sharp-tongued sister-in-law adore her. There's really not much to fight about. Villains who encounter such an adorable female lead automatically have 99% of their IQ blocked. Being the darling of the group means only sweetness lies ahead. 
Zhalang: Written by sweet-stylized Niuniu Mi
Goose flock: 346251814

I am chasing a rough man in the 80s

Yu Jiaojiao stood at the door, her hand on her hip, a crafty glint in her eyes.


"Feeling tense again? Let your brother loosen you up." Yu Jingting's nose was sore from a bump from his wife, so he decided to vent on his sister.


Suizi looked on as he teased his sister. 


"Jiaojiao, come inside!" Wang Cuihua's roar came from inside the house.


Jiaojiao hopped into a large empty soy sauce barrel nearby, and Jingting quickly covered it up.


Just after he finished, Wang Cuihua stormed out, a feather duster in hand and murder in her eyes. 


"She ran off." Yu Jingting obviously had practice covering for his sister.


Wang Cuihua brandished her feather duster at him.


"You'd better protect that little rabbit."


"Knocking off dust? Doesn't hurt at all, let's get this side too." Jingting turned himself, the padded cotton jacket he wore in winter making the feather duster strikes harmless.


Chapter 22: A Grand Chorus of Maternal Love and Filial Piety