MTL - Hot Farmer’s Wife: Buying a Husband for the Farm - Chapter 305 305 Make Bacon Sausage

All the people came to the Chaos Continent, became the lord of one party, and participated in the struggle for hegemony among all ethnic groups.

Tinder is the authority of the human lord. You can sign in on Tinder every day to get population, blueprints, food and other materials.

Huang Yu signed in on the first day and got a discounted artifact.

A batch of discounted products will be refreshed every day for Huang Yu to buy.

then……

“This legendary weapon is only 10,000 magic crystals after the discount? I bought it!”

“0.5% off dragon eggs? Give me 100!”

“0.0…01% off the extraordinary arms training camp! There is such a good thing? Come to the bowl!”

…

Since then, Huang Yu and his territory have become famous in the Chaos Continent!

- Description from novelbuddy

She transmigrated into an orphan, thinking that she still had her boyfriend with her, yet in an instant, her world crashed. For the position of heir, he said, “Yao’er, why don’t you become my second wife?” A sentence destroyed her wishful thinking, causing her to end their relationship of two lives cruelly. Leaving the hustle bustle, she then lived in a forest, wanting to find an honest man to spend the rest of her life with. But not long after getting married, she realized that the honest man she married was a bit dishonest.

“Hey, Yoshi-kun. I think you’re——”

Hearing that voice for the first time stopped me in my tracks. On my way home from school. On the playing field of our junior high, and at the bookshop in front of the station. And then in the empty lot where the white cat slept. Shiina Yuki, the strange girl who somehow knew all about me, always approached me like that.

We laughed, cried, got angry, held hands. Again and again, we repeated those disappearing memories and ephemeral promises. That’s why I never knew. I never knew the value of Yuki’s smiles or the meaning of her tears. Nor even the singular sentiment behind her many ‘Nice to meet you’s.

This is a captivating, heartrending tale of meetings and partings.

My old man pointed to the flower-like woman and said, "Call her mother from now on." He then pointed to a flower-bud-like girl and said, "This is your little sister."