I Became the Fat Wife of a Paralyzed Officer in the 1980S

Shen Qianchu had been busy in the lab for 72 hours. Unable to keep going, she laid her head on the desk and fell asleep. When she opened her eyes again, she had transmigrated to the 1980s and become a fat woman weighing over 200 pounds, a lazy glutton and vicious, abusive mother who mistreated her own son. She didn’t particularly want to raise a child, but as a good young person of socialist society, she wasn’t going to shirk her responsibilities. Shen Qianchu looked at the meat bun in her hand, then at the coarse flour bun in the little one’s. “Um, let’s trade. I need to lose weight.” “What are you trying to do? Poison me?” Shen Qianchu shoved the meat bun into the little one’s mouth and snatched the plain bun for herself. “Right. I’m going to poison you.” The little one couldn’t help drooling. Well, if he was going to be poisoned, so be it. It was meat, after all!