Blue Bull

Pei Qin, upon transmigration, was instantaneously drenched in a basin of misery.
The Scholar father was murdered on his way to the exams, and eldest uncle Jian Shen had two households.
There was a son from the second wife, but neither grandparents nor villagers liked him, and he was also a thorn in the side of eldest aunt.
Valuing sons over daughters, they wanted to sell her to buy land.
Malnourished and poorly clad, her mother and siblings toiled like beasts of burden.
Before she could strive for a better life, that already deceased Scholar father came back to life.
He'd married a rich man's daughter? Sired two sons?
Life was so hard, yet it drove his wife to her death.
Pei Qin looked at her emaciated younger siblings, her hands trembling: To the mountains!!
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Lived in caves, built a hut, ate wild vegetables, gathered wild fruits.
In poverty-stricken days, Pei Qin led her siblings to quietly amass wealth and silently prosper.
Just as they were about to thrive, another wave of misfortune was thrown their way!
Pei Qin with hands on hips: If you want to play the scoundrel, I'll make sure you're reduced to nothing!
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The Eldest Daughter of a Rural Family

Mo Heng only found out upon her return that Xiao Yong had become one of her personal soldiers, following her everywhere. She would also call out to "the boy Yong" casually when there was nothing in particular, "It's just an old plum tree that isn't even in bloom right now."


Seeing his lack of interest, Pei Qin thought it made sense.


The managing eunuch immediately stepped forward to introduce, "General! There isn't much to see in the front courtyard; it's all in the garden. Now all kinds of flowers are blooming beautifully, there are lotuses by the lake, water lilies in the pond, and the scenery in the bamboo garden isn't bad either."


Pei Qin listened and headed towards the garden.


Pavilions, towers, carved beams, and painted rafters, weeping willows dangling by the white embankment along the lake, various flowers and trees in full bloom. Opposite was a bamboo forest, crisp and oil-green, brimming with verdancy.


Chapter 241: Who is the Favorite_2