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Transmigrated As A Delicate Bundle Of Luck For A Farming Family

“That’s a jinx and must be rid of. It’s that or you and your family get out of here.” Su Xiaolu was transmigrated into this world as a newborn, and the instant she opened her eyes, she was deemed a burden and a jinx by a venomous grandmother-in-law. Her father, Su Sanlang, gritted his teeth and said, “Alright then, you can separate us from the family and we’ll leave.” For the sake of keeping her alive, they were forced to leave the main family and start a new life elsewhere. They ventured into a new profession, went hunting, and their lives gradually improved. Despite being called a jinx, she became the apprentice of a divine physician at the age of three, inherited his legacy, and became known to the world. She treated her brothers’ brain disease and her eldest brother became a profound martial artist while her second brother became a scholar. They all brought glory to their family. Now a divine physician herself and well-versed in nutritious recipes, she owned the largest restaurant in the Zhou Dynasty and earned so much money that she couldn’t possibly finish spending them in ten lives. Her family grew more prosperous and their horrible relatives showed up, trying to ride their coattails. Su Xiaolu smirked. “Close the gates and release the tiger!”

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Can't Escape

Editor: Atlas Studios

Miao Yuehua had taken too much from Little Niu. She couldn't return it.

All Su Xiaolu could do was to let her eat it without digesting it. She would live in pain day and night.

Miao Yuehua glared at Su Xiaolu.

Su Xiaolu sneered. "You're wrong. What happened before was between you and me. Now, I'm taking revenge for my Junior Brother. These are two separate matters. Don't lump them together. I'll be unhappy when I hear that."

"My Junior Brother has the five ills and three shortcomings, poor and crippled. Don't worry, I'll mute you and cripple you. As for being poor, I believe you'll find out soon enough."

Su Xiaolu clapped her hands in disdain.

She looked at flute Yi and said coldly under Miao Yuehua's furious and desperate gaze, "Only the successor of the divine doctor of Minggu can treat your son's illness. Unfortunately, you have already offended the divine doctor of Minggu."