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Raising My Children With My Personal Spatial Ability

When she woke up, she had transmigrated into An Jiuyue, a woman living with two young children on a mountain after her husband abandoned her. She was pushed to the ground, and now, there was a bloody wound on her head. With only a handful of rice left in the rice bag, she had relied on digging wild vegetables to satisfy their hunger every day. Her children were so often starved that they were all skin and bones. On top of that, a wicked woman threatened her to sell her son! If she refused, the woman would snatch him away forcefully. But An Jiuyue took a deep breath, revealed her sharp claws, beat the woman up, and threw her out of the house. She could show the woman she was not to be messed with! They were out of rice and vegetables now, but she was not afraid. Acquiring food using her spatial abilities was as easy as curling her fingers! Moreover, her spatial abilities were unlimited, and her medical skills did not deteriorate. She could no doubt earn money and raise her children well! As for her ex-husband… The prince, who had returned from the battlefield, smiled maliciously. "My beloved concubine, please calm down. I brought back a mountain of gold from the battlefield as a gift for you and our children."

Slightly Attractive · Urbano
Classificações insuficientes
1844 Chs

An Obsession With Appearance

Editor: Atlas Studios

When would the firewood chopping end?

Would An Jiuyue take all the firewood every time they were about to fill up the straw shed? They would have to chop firewood here for the rest of their lives!

They did not think it was not worth trading the rest of their lives for a few bags of food.

"What can I do?"

An Gouzi used to be an unreasonable bully in the village, but he was now a coward in front of An Jiuyue.

Most importantly, An Jiuyue did not play by the rules. She would strike them haphazardly if they upset her. No one could withstand that.

"Are we still chopping firewood?" An Feng asked with a long face.

"Do you dare not to?" An Hao retorted angrily.

An Feng shook his head quickly. Of course not!

"We have no choice. Let's chop firewood during the day and take turns guarding the mountain at night," An Gouzi suggested. He was clever.