Transmigrating to the Sixties, This Rich Young Woman Is Both Fierce and Charming

[Golden finger + spatial storage + strong heroine + male lead]

Chen Diandian died. The good news is that she came back to life; the bad news is that she transmigrated to 1960, an era of scarcity. Everything required ration coupons, and one careless move could get you reported and sent to a farm for re-education. It was practically like ancient times. She looked up at her mother, emaciated from the pressures of life, and her younger brother, malnourished from years of hunger. Though his stomach was growling, he still wanted to give her the field mouse he'd struggled to catch.

Chen Diandian: “Damn it, I'll fight!”

Just as Chen Diandian was about to make her fortune, she found information about her father while searching her grandfather's room. Her father wasn't dead at all. He'd gotten promoted and rich, and even married a young, pretty concubine. “Oh, so her mother worked herself to the bone taking care of those two old bastards, and they hid from her the fact that her son had remarried? He'd clearly sent them plenty of money, but even before they died, those two old bastards were still planning to send it back to him.”

Chen Diandian secretly picked up a shovel and went to dig up those two old bastards' graves.

Weren't they so keen on returning to their roots after death?

Then she'd drag them out and leave them exposed in the wilderness.

As for her father, she'd make sure he learned that he couldn't enjoy a life of luxury without consequences.