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The Humble Family's Daughter Has A Spatial Pocket!

(1v1, pure and sweet) Xiliang's Prince Residence. With a tiger-like energy and at just 5 years old, Little Prince Xiao Moxi saw his mother dash off to the fields again, and his steamed bun-like face scrunched up in frustration. Looking grievously at his father beside him, he complained with an air of worldly wisdom, "Father, how did you fall for my mother, who likes to run off all the time?" Xiao Yeyang gave his precociously mature son a sidelong glance, then pretended to ponder the question. Indeed, why had he fallen for that woman? After a long silence... "Who knows? Maybe I got my head caught in a door!" Sharing a look of mutual commiseration, father and son let out a helpless sigh in unison. What do you do when you're stuck with a woman who's never at home? There's only one thing to do with your own Princess Consort (mother)—spoil her, of course! … Transported to ancient times with a space filled with rice flowers, all she wanted was to quietly live out her life in the fields. Unexpectedly, with a father who was a county magistrate, she was forced to leave the countryside for the city! Life in the city was bustling with activities, and in order to have a say at home, she bought estates, grew flowers and medicinal herbs, and developed high-yield, high-quality grain varieties. Remarkably, she helped her father, who had been a county magistrate for nine years, to rise step by step, bringing the lowborn Yan Family into Beijing's elite circles! This is a story of a noble daughter from a humble family aiding her clan to thrive and prosper, and a sweet love story of mutual success and growing together! Male lead: In front of others, he is the prideful Little Prince, the domineering Prince of Xiliang. In front of the female lead, he is a soft and tender-hearted man. Female lead: Clearheaded in all matters, warm-hearted and self-reliant!

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Chapter 99, addressing the issue_1

Daohua didn't know exactly what Second Uncle Yan Zhiyuan and Auntie Lin had discussed with her stepfather, but at breakfast the next day, her stepfather seemed hesitant to speak to her, and she simply glossed over it.

Today, after the watermelon harvest, Second Uncle will return to the prefectural city.

Her birthday falls on the first day of August, and this time, several of her cousins had prepared gifts for her, so she needed to arrange return gifts for them.

In addition to giving each person a bamboo tube of jasmine tea, some of the flowers planted previously in the garden had started to bloom, so she transplanted them into pots and gave one to each person.

"Second Uncle, you must come to see me more often in the future," she said.

That afternoon, after the watermelons were loaded onto the cart, Li Xingnian was ready to rush back to the provincial capital.