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Spatial Farm Life: Raising My Kid, Abusing Scum, and Keeping Busy With Life

She was a cute and tomboyish girl attending a prestigious national university in the 21st century. However, little did anyone know that she was actually a secret agent groomed by a certain organization since childhood. She was about to face her graduation exams when she returned from a mission. But during a break, she dozed off on her desk and unexpectedly discovered that she had transmigrated to an ancient era. Not only did she lose her delicate appearance and the modern high-tech advancements, but she also became a discarded woman of low status! Surprisingly, she embraced this new life and said it suited her perfectly. From then on, the so-called demure girl cultivated the land and occasionally dealt with annoying troublemakers. She proclaimed, "Life is boring, but encountering troublemakers is great." The male lead said, "We have our fair share of troublemakers in my household. Coincidentally, my son lacks a mother. Would the young lady be willing to join my family and live together?"

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The Mistress Is Too Awesome

Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

"It didn't snow in time, so I could only watch the scenery."

"You'll see it. In Tianshui Town, it snows about every ten to fifteen days. Look at how heavy the clouds are; it should snow soon."

Qiao Mai opened her eyes, lifted the curtain, and smiled at the snowy landscape outside.

She liked snow. Since arriving in the capital, she could only catch a glimpse when visiting the ski area. She was busy with one thing or another, and only when she returned to Tianshui Town could she truly experience it.

While talking, light snowflakes started falling from the sky. The two girls joyfully extended their hands out the window, catching the snowflakes and laughing happily.

Unfortunately, a few fast carriages rushed from behind, narrowly avoiding hitting the two girls' arms.

Fortunately, they reacted quickly. The two girls touched their arms inside the carriage, patting their chests in relief.