An Chuxia had been blown up by the core of a mutated willow tree. When she woke up again, she had somehow arrived in the legendary 1960s her grandmother had described, an era of shortages and hardship. On top of that, her soldier husband had died, and she had two young daughters at home.
After receiving the original owner's memories, An Chuxia was speechless at her spineless, clingy personality. What a great hand, played terribly.
She claimed a space of her own and set out to build a good life with her daughters. Who would've thought she could even use her golden finger to build a business of her own?
This era had its share of shortcomings, but to An Chuxia, it was a peaceful time like no other. She was determined not only to make a good life for herself, but also to raise her two obedient, sensible girls well.
And those people telling her to remarry?
Remarry? Is she bored with having a comfortable life?
Well written, keep it up
It's very beautiful and the writing is also good.
So pretty, so pretty to me