On a Grain Rain night in 1975, Shen Yanning and her parents were guarding Song Dynasty stone carvings deep in the mountains of the southwest when a strange geomagnetic storm “delivered” them to the black earth of the Northeast.
Her parents became an honest accountant and a sent-down youth, while she shrank to fifteen years old: a poor girl her cousin had just killed with poisonous mushrooms. From the start, her name was already marked in the Book of the Dead. Fortunately, the “Space-Time Heritage Encyclopedia System” bound to her might be a chatterbox, mixing a Northeastern accent with internet memes and constantly urging her to earn her first hundred million, but it was still reliable enough. It even came with a danger alert shared by the whole family.
More reliable still were her grandparents, whom she discovered to be “top-level favorites.” They secretly slipped her eggs and saved snacks for her. When it came to putting her sharp-tongued aunt in her place, their combat power was off the charts, and their reasoning was airtight: “Because I want to! My granddaughter nearly died, so I’m allowed to spoil her a little more, aren’t I?”
And so, the story took an increasingly bizarre turn:
Other people transmigrate and fight the nastiest relatives. She wins without lifting a finger, because Grandma’s combat power is on the level of a nuclear weapon.
Other people have cold, emotionless systems. Her System, Yuanyuan, spends every day munching virtual melon seeds in her head and livestreaming the family drama, with enthusiastic commentary: “Host, that ‘our ancestors’ graves are smoking’ wail your grandma just did was worthy of an award-winning actress!”
Other people build their fortunes through hard work. Her family gets rich through “knowledge-based dimensional suppression.” Her botanist mother improves their diet, her geologist father finds water and lays the groundwork, and she herself follows the System’s prompts and rides the wave of the college entrance exams all the way to Yanjing.
Once in the capital, things get even stranger. She thought she would have to fight alone, but her maternal grandmother’s family turned out to be full of top students and arts-and-culture stars. Her five older male cousins quickly formed the “Cousins Who Spoil Their Little Sister Squad,” bringing connections, information
I hope you all like it. This is the first time I wrote it. There must be a lot of shortcomings and unreasonableness, because they are all made up by my own inherent thinking. I hope you can bear with me.