Good Morning, Mr. President! - Chapter 31

“Did you know? I was once the most powerful person in the world, undefeatable even by the gods. If only I can retrieve my body, I could resurrect once again.”“So what?”“So... who has hidden my corpse!”

The eldest daughter of Hou Di of Anding, who fled for her life, was concussed by someone slapped with a brick. When she woke up, she became the young daughter-in-law of a farm family.

There are many crises outside, and I am afraid that my life will not be guaranteed. Xi Yao feels that the vest cannot be dropped, nor can it be dropped in death…

In order not to be driven away, Xi Yao, who worked hard, accidentally became the group pet of the Zhou family, and everyone protected her.

Zhou Rong, who had never seen a bride since he was a child, was blackmailed by his father-in-law. He even exploited the money to take the exam. He married a sick wife. OK, absolutely impossible.

In order to express his position, Zhou Rong spoke coldly and ruthlessly, and then found that his little daughter-in-law treated the family’s milk baby better than him…

He thinks that his daughter-in-law is very good, and thinks that he can still work hard…

- Description from novelbuddy

There once was a boy who was an orphan and suffered abuse from his village residents. The only friend he had was the dummy scarecrow on the field, whom he talked to. One day, a wealthy man brutally beat the boy. The next morning, the wealthy man was found dead, and the scarecrow was covered in blood. Terrified, the villagers were convinced that the scarecrow had come to life to avenge its tormented friend. And it was the last scarecrow ever placed again in the fields, considering it a sign of death. — After scarecrow dolls begin appearing in the streets of Riddleford next to murder victims, the town is thrown into chaos.When the hunt for the mystery scarecrow murderer begins, it is only a matter of time before the famous Frontier Hall Opera House employees are subjected to suspicion, each protecting a secret of their own. But is that all that is going on? Or is there something unseen?