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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 878: Gentle Miss Song

The Song family had many relatives. Although none held high official positions of significant power, on average, there were many more family members associated with government officials. Zhulan had researched the Song family and naturally could distinguish among them Miss Song, Lady Bai's cousin, in the hall.

Next to Miss Song was her mother, surnamed Liu. Madam Liu was a mother who deeply loved her daughter and had fretted endlessly over her daughter's marriage prospects, which also earned Zhulan's favorable impression.

Madam Liu was somewhat full-figured, but one could tell that in her youth she was a beauty. A beautiful mother meant that naturally, her daughter was also blessed with high attractiveness, and seated motionless, Miss Song resembled a painting.

Xue Han was stunned for a moment. Miss Song's beauty was not the kind that struck one immediately upon viewing her face, but rather a temperament that was like that of an orchid.