Raising Kids in the 1960s

I transmigrated to the 1960s to raise children. Things were a little rough from the start: both parents were dead, and there were five kids. I thought I'd have to struggle to raise them, but I never expected the man everyone said was dead to come back. After joining the army and moving with him, I discovered that this wasn't the case at all: I had transmigrated into a parallel world, and it turned out I'd transmigrated into a book.