Xu Tao woke up in the 1970s as a young widow whose husband had died just one day earlier. Before she could even react, she was nearly forced into a river and killed all over again.
Who knew that misfortune would turn into a blessing? After a top-notch soldier saved her, she got herself a husband for free.
Rumor had it that ever since the honest, slow-witted girl fell into the river, she had become sharp as a tack. Her father no longer dared hit her, her mother no longer dared push her around, and even her once unbearably arrogant younger sister had become her obedient little servant. Could there really be a deity in that river?
When Xu Tao heard the rumors, she smiled mysteriously. Deities? No, there weren't any. But as for her own abilities, she had plenty.
After all, she was sweet-tongued, soft-hearted, and far too kind. Ah, it was all thanks to good fortune, just good fortune.
(Her parents and younger sister, whom Xu Tao had disciplined at least twenty times: ...)
