Reborn in the 1970S: A Mom’s Pocket Dimension

Shen Yanling was struck by a pocket dimension, making her think of rumors about the apocalypse. She sold off all her belongings and exchanged them for a huge stockpile of supplies. Just as she was about to get some soil and try farming in the pocket dimension, she fell asleep. When she woke, she had returned to the 1970s, with three babies in her arms and winter approaching. Her husband’s fate was unknown, her in-laws treated her coldly, her brother-in-law gave her the side-eye, and her sister-in-law taunted her. All she could do was squeeze into a drafty thatched hut with her three little ones, short on food and clothing. Faced with the silent cries of the three children, Shen Yanling calmly said: “Don’t panic. I have a pocket dimension full of supplies.” “Those who look down on me today won’t be able to reach my level tomorrow.” “Those who hurt me today will pay for it, one by one.”