[Period Setting + Pocket Dimension + Food]
Lin Wan, an overworked office drone from the 21st century, transmigrates to the 1960s with a pocket dimension full of supplies, and begins an everyday life there.
After stocking up, Lin Wan says, “I'm ready.”
In a 1960s maternity ward: “Wait, wait, wait! I'm not ready yet. Who transmigrates straight into a delivery room?”
After meeting her cheap husband: “I know you're not her.”
This story is all about everyday life, delicious food, and raising kids. There won't be any especially melodramatic plot twists. I hope you enjoy it!
Any inconsistencies in the story are the author's OOC.
