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Springtime Farming: A Happy Wife At Home

# familyfeud #daughterofamistress #koi Qiao Xuan, daughter of a county magistrate, supposedly had a fiance that everyone envied. But then her father’s legal wife schemed against her, and married her into a farmer’s family. On the night of her wedding, after seeing how shabby her room was, Qiao Xuan hung herself. When she opened her eyes again, a different Qiao Xuan had transmigrated onto this body. The new Qiao Xuan stared at her husband and frowned after seeing how shabby the house looked. “Don’t worry. I know that you didn’t want to marry me, so I won’t touch you. I’ll apply for a divorce tomorrow and give you back your freedom.” But wait, Qiao Xuan hadn’t figured out what was going on yet! She couldn’t get a divorce, or else her father’s legal wife wouldn’t forgive her. Also, she was a woman of a different world and possessed special powers. Couldn’t she just build a business from here? So it was decided. Qiao Xuan began assisting her husband and slapped the faces of all who wronged them. They kept leveling up, and went from being a poor farmer’s family to becoming the richest family in the area. Those who bullied her regretted their actions, and her husband had regrets too. “I never said I wanted to divorce you.” Qiao Xuan was perplexed when he was pressing her down on the bed. Why did he suddenly decide against getting a divorce?

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Feeling Good

Editor: Henyee Translations

The two of them talked and then went up to the yard for a walk.

There were many loquats, plums, mulberries, and bayberries in the garden, which looked very attractive as they were hanging on the branches.

The two of them held a few in each basket. They washed and sundried them, so that the whole family could eat it.

Wild lemons had grown quite a bit, so had peaches, as well as dates, persimmons, pears, grapes, and figs.

The watermelons' veins were everywhere, casting a patch of greenness on the ground, looking really interesting.

The watermelons were round and in different sizes. The large ones were as big as bowls. Qiao Xuan felt that she could pour in some power so the watermelons could be ready to be eaten earlier.

What a wonderful thing!

The pomegranates were also blooming, and they were particularly bright and dazzling. No wonder there was a sentence in the ancient poem, 'In May, the pomegranates shine brightly'.