The 1970s: I Married an Officer, and My Whole Family Eavesdrops on My Thoughts

Jiang Ning transmigrated into a book and became the pitiful “last-resort stepmother” everyone in the compound sympathized with. Her husband was a cold-faced terror, and all three of her stepsons were destined to become murderous villains.

Jiang Ning: Whoever wants this miserable life can have it. I just want to slack off!

Looking at her gloomy eldest stepson, she thought: [What a shame. His birth mother will trick him into digging coal, and he'll die a tragic death with a broken leg.]

Eldest stepson: ??? (Reports his birth mother overnight.)

Looking at her scheming second stepdaughter, she thought: [She's pretty. What a shame she'll jump into a river for some jerk and disappear without a trace.]

Second stepdaughter: !!! (Kicks the jerk to the curb and devotes herself to her studies.)

Looking at her cold-faced husband, she thought: [What a great body. Too bad he has an old injury in his lower back and will be paralyzed from the waist down. I'm not going to waste my life as a widow. I need to save up and run.]

That night, her rugged husband, eyes red, cornered her against the wall. “Wife, my back is just fine. Don't believe me? Try it for yourself. Run away? You can forget about it for the rest of your life!”

Jiang Ning was baffled. “Why does life keep getting better the more I slack off? And why is my cousin, who was reborn and stole my former fiancé, crying and begging to switch back?”