I Became the Richest Person in the Village at Seven

In her previous life, she was an ordinary person. She ran a small shop specializing in spicy hot pot and had a boyfriend who operated cranes. Her comfortable, modest life made her perfectly happy. But why couldn't she just enjoy her good life? Why did she have to go looking for trouble? On a whim, she closed her shop and set off on a spontaneous trip, only to get into a car accident on the highway and die on the road?!! What a screwed-up life! She was only twenty-four!! But when she opened her eyes, her soul had transmigrated to an impossibly backward fictional ancient era. She was still an ordinary commoner, only now she was so poor she could barely afford enough to eat. The house was bare. Her grandfather and parents were old, and her younger siblings kept crying that they were hungry. Her father had gone into the mountains to hunt and support the family, only to have a wolf bite off one of his legs. Her frail mother could barely stand, let alone do any heavy work... She had nothing at all, and she was only seven years old herself. How was she supposed to survive? To keep the family going, the seven-year-old shouldered the burden of supporting them. She started by setting up a street stall and began again in the trade she had practiced in her previous life...