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I am chasing a rough man in the 80s

【Soft and Cute Female Lead VS Gentle and Rough Male Lead】 The new book "Hey, The Ancestors Are Coming" has been uploaded 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

Niu Niu Mi · Urban
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Chapter 384 Good People Get Good Rewards

The old Yu Family had been through a long night, and by dawn, there was still no news from Yu Jingting.

Bobo, who usually doesn't cry, stopped taking his milk, not sure if it was because his sister had disappeared or because the taste of Suizi's milk had changed after her fever.

Lying down listlessly on the bed, he didn't cry, but his chubby face lost its usual brightness.

Suizi didn't know whether her heartache was reflecting on her son making him look sad, or if this child was just mature beyond his years and he was genuinely distressed.

The joy had been sucked out of a home that had lost its child.

Life was ordinarily simple, it should have been time for breakfast now.

The family would be bustling at the dining table, bickering and joking. Then the ones who worked would go to work, while the ones who studied would go to school.

Wang Cuihua would wait for her two grandsons to take their morning nap before preparing the eggs and batter.