[Wood Space: Farmer Girl is a bit square.]
[Modern]
Mu Xiaoxiao and her grandmother had depended on each other since she was young. Her grandmother was an embroidery master and also knew medicine. As she grew up, Mu Xiaoxiao realized that her grandmother was different from other old people. She became more and more mysterious. When she was 17 years old, the apocalypse arrived. At the same time, her grandmother, who had grown up with her, disappeared. [Ancient Times]
What was going on? Wasn't she dead? How did he end up in an unfamiliar dynasty and become an unborn baby? Since she was already here, she should take it as it was. Fortunately, her family was a top-notch aristocratic family and did not have to worry about food or clothing. Just like that, he became a disciple and learned skills, wandering the Jianghu. But how did immortals appear?
[Cultivation Chapter]
Stepping on the immortal path, I wonder where the road ahead is? In an accident, her soul traveled to the Underworld, only to find out that the legendary Meng Po was the grandmother who had taken care of her when she was growing up. Mu Xiaoxiao cried, thinking that she would never see her family again. When the layers of fog were peeled away, his background gradually surfaced. Oh my god! His mother was actually a tree, and his grandfather was a matchmaker, huh? Mu Xiaoxiao didn't understand…
I am an improving author I will try to get better the more I write. Practice makes perfect, or so they say. … While in the merry month of May, now from me home I started Left, the girls of Tuam were nearly broken-hearted Saluted father dear, kissed me darling mother Drank a pint of beer, me grief and tears to smother Then off to reap the corn and leave where I was born Cut a stout, black thorn to banish ghosts and goblins A brand-new pair of brogues to rattle over the bogs And frighten all the dogs on the rocky road to Dublin … A-one, two, three, four, five Hunt the hare and turn her down the rocky road And all the ways to Dublin, whack, follol de-dah … In Mullingar that night I rested limbs so weary Started by daylight next morning blithe and early Took a drop of pure to keep me heart from shrinking Thats the Paddy's cure when'er he's on for drinking To hear the lassies smile, laughing all the while At me curious style, 'twould set your heart a-bubblin' They asked me was I hired and wages I required to lay Was almost tired of the rocky road to Dublin … One, two, three, four, five Hunt the hare and turn her down the rocky road And all the ways to Dublin, whack, follol de-dah … In Dublin next arrived, I thought it such a pity To be so soon deprived a view of that fine city So then I took a stroll, all among the quality Bundle it was stolen, in a neat locality Something crossed me mind, when I looked behind No bundle could I find upon me stick a-wobblin' 'Quiring after the rogue, said me Connaught brogue It wasn't much in vogue on the rocky road to Dublin … One, two, three four, five Hunt the hare and turn her down the rocky road And all the ways to Dublin, whack, follol de-dah … From there I got away, me spirits never falling Landed on the quay, just as the ship was sailing Captain at me roared, said that no room had he When I jumped aboard, a cabin found for Paddy Down among the pigs, did some hearty rigs I played some hearty jigs, the water round me bubbling When off Holyhead I wished meself was dead Or better for instead on the rocky road to Dublin … One, two, three four, five Hunt the hare and turn her down the rocky road And all the ways to Dublin, whack, follol de-dah … The boys of Liverpool, when we safely landed Called meself a fool, I could no longer stand it Blood began to boil, temper I was losing Poor old Erin's Isle they began abusing "Hurrah me soul" says I, me Shillelagh I let fly Galway boys were by and saw I was a hobblin' With a "lo!" and "hurray!" they joined in the affray Quickly cleared the way for the rocky road to Dublin … One, two, three four, five Hunt the hare and turn her down the rocky road And all the ways to Dublin, whack, follol de-dah