Transmigration to another era / turning things around with kids in tow / a golden finger for farming / face-slapping the worst of the worst
I never would have imagined it. Never.
As I was crossing the road with my daughter in my arms, a speeding cargo truck ran me over.
When I opened my eyes again, I had become a widow with the same name as me.
A drafty earthen house, a dilapidated home, and a fat version of myself!
I turned my head and saw a thin little boy shielding his baby sister, blinking at me and begging me not to hit him.
At the brink of despair, a smart phone fell from the sky. I clutched it tightly. “I have kids to raise, and I’m turning our poor lives around!”
I thought I’d raise the children to grow up happily and freely.
But I never imagined it. Never.
Madam Zhang showed up with people to seize our home.
A dragon rises to the heavens, while the mud lies beneath its feet.
I was trampled underfoot, watching my children cry out and struggle.
Don’t get too cocky!
And so I embarked on the long road to win my children back.
👍 The writing is clear, the thinking is broad, and the writing is good.