The thing Su Wanwan regretted the most was buying that broken wardrobe that could travel through time in the second-hand market.
On the day she lost her job, she spent 300 yuan to buy an "evil" cabinet. As a result, she was teleported to ancient times that night and picked up an eight-year-old boy covered in injuries in the wilderness - dirty, but with fierce eyes like a wolf cub.
"What's your name?"
"Xiao Heng."
Wait, Xiao Heng? ! The cruel and moody yandere regent recorded in the history books? !
Su Wanwan looked at the skinny little pitiful person in front of her and fell into deep thought: Is it still too late to hug her thigh?
So she started a dual life of "raising babies in ancient times + making money in modern times" - teaching Xiao Heng to read and write during the day, and returning to modern times to wholesale instant noodles and antibiotics at night. She smiled happily as she watched her son go from being wary to being clingy and coquettish, from "Sister, don't go away" to "You can only be mine."
Until one day, the grown-up Xiao Heng blocked her in a corner with paranoid and gentle eyes: "Wanwan, you said you raised me to be a child adoptive husband."
Su Wanwan: ... I was joking at that time!
Xiao Heng: It's too late.
