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

Pei Qin, along with Jiujiu, disregarded others and enjoyed themselves as they picked dishes for each other and ate joyously.


Fat Ball Xixi ate even more than her sister, persistently eating until the very end, seriously burying her head as she scooped up her rice with a spoon.


After the meal, Pei Qin was too lazy to repaint for him, so she found a turtle painting she had practiced earlier and said, "Choose one yourself!"


Shen Songming's lips twitched, "Can't you paint something else…?"


"I would if you had given me the materials I need!" Pei Qin retorted.


"Just paint a new one, and I will get you the materials you want!" Shen Songming couldn't stand those naive-looking turtles.


"Are you sure?" Pei Qin asked, raising an eyebrow with a smile.


"Hurry up and paint!" Shen Songming urged.


Pei Qin laid out her paper and then drew an old turtle flipped on its back, its expression fierce yet struggling as it tried earnestly to right itself.


Chapter 245: The Divine Turtle Picture_3