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My Beloved Super Fierce Wife

"The new book 'Scolded as the Star of Death, All the Big Shots in the Capital Rush to Spoil Me' is now available!" Also known as "Reborn Era: Getting Rich with the Check-In System." [A physical powerhouse of a female lead vs. a vindictive, sarcastic, and elegant male protagonist] After a laboratory explosion, Lin Tang returns to that impoverished era and is bound to a check-in system. Before she has time to claim the newcomer gift pack, her fiancé, sporting an air of confidence, comes to break off the betrothal. The reason being, he's about to secure a stable job. Lin Tang looks at the ordinary yet self-assured man, parted her red lips slightly and said, "...break it off!" Less than a month later, her ex-fiancé was fired for some reason. Lin Tang took a stroll around the county and became the executive officer of the Broadcasting Station in the Textile Factory. Ex-fiancé's internal OS: Is it too late to reconcile now? - Those times were tough! Despite being treasured by her three big brothers and parents, everything from food to cloth and even soap required coupons... Even living frugally couldn't alleviate the miserable condition. Looking at the black mush in the bowl, Lin Tang fell silent, “......” Thankfully, she had a system! Need anything? Just check in to get it. - Many years later. A handsome man looked at his delicate wife with a fair complexion, managing to keep a straight face as he said, “I heard you could knock out a wild boar with just two punches?” Lin Tang's eyes sparkled, her fingers gently exerting force, and the Enamel Jar in her hand deformed. She responded in a stern manner, “Nonsense! Don't believe those rumors. We're civilized people and can't be that barbaric!”

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Who is job number 182 assigned to?

Li Xiuli quickly set down the farming tools in her hands and hurried toward the kitchen.

Once inside, she saw on the stove a dish of smashed cucumbers, a dish of Tomato Scrambled Eggs, and a stir-fried loofah.

The colors were appealing, suggesting that the taste wouldn't be bad.

"Tangtang, you cooked, didn't you? Are you hurt anywhere?" Li Xiuli asked, her face filled with concern.

She went over and grabbed Lin Tang's hand, inspecting it several times, turning it over and over.

"I'm not hurt; I'm fine, not a scratch, Mother, you don't need to worry," Lin Tang said, feeling both warmed and helpless at her mother's overprotectiveness.

Li Xiuli, looking serious, replied sternly, "How could I not worry? You've never done the cooking by yourself. What if you cut or burned yourself?"

Lin Tang: How could she explain to her mother, whose heart was full of maternal love, that she had already learned to cook several dishes?