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I am chasing a rough man in the 80s

【Soft and Cute Female Lead VS Gentle and Rough Male Lead】 The new book "Hey, The Ancestors Are Coming" has been uploaded Neither cherished by her father nor loved by her mother, from a poor family and overweight, married to a man who is not a good catch, Chen Hansui thought she was dealt a bad hand in life. Only after she died did she find out that her mother was a woman of power and her husband, a future local tyrant, loved her madly. Seeing the world from a different perspective changed everything... Upon her rebirth at the age of 20, Hansui decided to turn the bad cards she was dealt into a winning hand. However, facing the village's most notorious mother-in-law, a weird and wacky sister-in-law, and a husband who isn't exactly a catch... The soft and adorable Hansui cries out, "I can't do this." The male lead: "I think you still have a fighting chance. Here, let me give you a little 'mouth-to-mouth resuscitation'." Minefield: The male lead in this story is not much of a catch, with his only redeeming quality being that he treats the female lead well. The female lead is a sticky and adorable little thing. Even the outrageous mother-in-law and the sharp-tongued sister-in-law adore her. There's really not much to fight about. Villains who encounter such an adorable female lead automatically have 99% of their IQ blocked. Being the darling of the group means only sweetness lies ahead. Zhalang: Written by sweet-stylized Niuniu Mi Goose flock: 346251814

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Chapter 191: He Even Hits Women

A huge explosion echoed over the small courtyard of Yu Shuiniu's house.

Yu Tieniu's cursing was heard from inside the house.

"Will you ever stop?!"

Yu Jingting sighed and pulled out another one from his pocket.

Under Suizi's mocking gaze, he threw it towards the pit behind the toilet.

Two muffled sounds, this time it hit the right spot, the previous one had missed.

It's a pity if it doesn't hit the hole in a single shot.

Suizi's whole head was wrapped in a headscarf, leaving only her eyes exposed.

She had cried too hard earlier, afraid the wind would crack her skin.

With her exposed eyes, she looked sympathetically at the mess in her uncle's house, it was truly a pitiful sight.

After making a ruckus at the uncle's house for half the night, they heard Jiaojiao's piercing cries as soon as they entered their own house.

The couple quickly rushed into the house.

Jiaojiao squatted in a corner of the east room like a little mouse.

A pile of pillows and baskets was before her.