webnovel

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
Not enough ratings
1117 Chs

Chapter 42 Difficulties are Increasing_1

In the days of the autumn harvest, the evening meals were too good, and the weight of the Zhou family members soared, even the eldest and second sons who worked in the fields put on fat, but the most noticeable was Lady Li. She, already a food lover, didn't skimp on trapping wild chickens during the harvest. Zhulan was generous, and Lady Li really outdid herself, with the result that she became even plumper. Her facial features, which were not very distinct to begin with, resembled a pancake with her newfound roundness.

Zhulan usually didn't look at Lady Li's face, especially when she smiled with her eyes squinted, which was just too comical. Lady Li, on the other hand, didn't see it that way. She was proud of her cheeks and always boasted about her "blessed" visage.

The autumn harvest ended quickly. Bags of rice grain were neatly stacked, waiting for the village harvest to conclude so they could be collected as tax.