[Farming + System + Satisfying Read + Adorable Kids + Strong Female Lead + Building a Fortune + No Romance]
The moment Xia Ning opened her eyes, she was completely stunned. What the heck? Wasn’t she fighting the Zombie King?
After an earthquake struck, she opened her eyes to find herself in a thatched hut with nothing inside. And now she had to flee famine? What kind of mess was this?
Suddenly, being bitten by a zombie didn’t seem so bad. That’s right, she had transmigrated. She didn’t get the glamorous life of other protagonists. Not only that, she was a widow with two children. What kind of situation was this?
Others started at the top of their game. She started out going crazy!
Xia Ning couldn’t even cry, so all she could do was curse and complain. But it turned out Heaven still favored her: her apocalypse storage space had come along too!
Looking at her vicious, greedy brother-in-law’s family and her meddlesome parents-in-law, she decided to split from the family and raise her children on her own!
She had a storage space, combat skills, and a good education. What did she have to be afraid of?
Her vicious mother-in-law clutched her chest. “You wicked woman, how dare you defy the rules! You think you can make it on your own, a widow like you?”
Her scheming sister-in-law sneered. “Fine, you can leave! But leave everything behind! You had two useless girls, and you still think you have the right to complain?”
Her ungrateful brother-in-law said, “Hurry up and sell those two useless girls of yours to pay for my schooling! It’s an honor for your family to support the eldest son!”
Who did they think Xia Ning was? She had spent every day in the apocalypse living with a knife at her throat! Was she going to let this family walk all over her?
After splitting from the family, she and her children flourished with the help of the System, and their lives grew better and better.
Xia Ning kept taking chicken, duck, fish, meat, seafood, and game out of her storage space. Meanwhile, her mother-in-law’s family had to make do with bran, wild greens, and gruel, all the while greedily sniffing the delicious aromas.
Want some? Not a chance.
It looks good at the moment: I just don't know what happens next?