
About This Novel
After traveling through time and becoming a young peasant woman, from an older leftover daughter to a mother with a three-year-old son, Fu Ranran could only touch her forehead and sigh. It is said that her predecessor was a wicked mother. Seeing her son not kissing her and her husband not believing her, Fu Ranran could only sigh at Yue Xing. Seeing that the three meals at home consisted of porridge and pickles without rice grains, Fu Ranran felt that fullness was the big problem at the moment, and everything else was nothing. But later on, my son became well-behaved and sweet, and my husband became... Well, let's live with it as it comes, so let's just make do with it.
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