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Transmigration: The Evil Mother-In-Law Is Actually Innocent!

Zhulan, in a transmigration novel about a supporting female's counterattack through farming, managed a triple leap: getting married, bearing children, and becoming a mother-in-law. The point to focus on: She became the wicked mother-in-law from the counterattack stories. From 26 to 36, not to mention, with six kids in tow, two daughters-in-law, a few grandkids, and a still-living husband—emphasis on the fact that he's not her original spouse, but the one who trapped her into transmigration. Only after becoming the original body did Zhulan realize she was miserably tricked by her two daughters-in-law. The elder daughter-in-law had a loud voice, complete with a 'brain-enhancing' feature—it turned every little issue into a big deal once it reached her mouth. The younger daughter-in-law was timid and weak, bursting into tears at the drop of a hat, perfectly crafting the image of Zhulan as a wicked mother-in-law. Zhulan, ".......This life is really unbearable." Someone, "You still have me." Zhulan, "Ha, you're the one who screwed me over the most!" Someone, "......"

Three Goats Bring Prosperity · General
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Chapter 367 Visitor_1

Zhulan had also spent the past couple of days ensuring that the flower arrangement would not be embarrassing; she arranged several vases with her daughter. She distinctly remembered that when the girl had learned from her, the flower arrangements could only be described as pretty, devoid of any artistic conception.

Zhulan looked closely at the vase with the most votes, a smile in her eyes; the girl had been cunning. She had arranged it according to the shape of the headdress, with the red flowers in the middle providing the perfect finishing touch.

Zhulan passed the votes and list to Lady Hua and said, "The top prize cannot be awarded today."

With a single sentence, everyone knew who had won first place.

Lady Hua quickly glanced at the list and vote count, her facial expression stiffening. She had thought that the best work was her daughter's. Although she rarely taught her daughter herself, she believed that, as Mr. Guan's daughter, she had some aesthetic sense.