The Poisonous Doctor Mom of the 1950s: Fleeing the Famine with Four Kids to the Military District

[Fifties Era + Fleeing Famine + Adorable Kids + Poison Healer + Personal Dimension + Military Marriage + Feel-Good Power Fantasy + No Saintly Doormat]

Su Jinxiu, the strongest poison healer of the apocalypse, transmigrates into the 1950s and becomes a cast-off wife thrown out by her husband's family.

She has four children. The oldest is only five, and the youngest is still sucking on their fingers.

Disaster strikes, and the whole village flees famine.

While everyone else goes hungry on the road, her personal dimension is stacked high with food.

While others beg bandits for mercy, she flicks out a silver needle and leaves no one alive.

And each of her four kids is a little prodigy in their own right.

The eldest is five and can knock a bandit blocking the road flat with one punch.

The second is four and talks strategy and tactics like a military expert.

The third is three and can hear ants fighting from five miles away.

The youngest is only a year and a half, but one wail is enough to send everyone within a hundred meters into a panic.

With her four kids in tow, Su Jinxiu fights her way from the backcountry all the way to the gates of a military compound.

"Reporting in! I'm here to find my husband!"

A certain icy-faced officer stares at the woman and four children before him, completely at a loss.

The eldest plants his hands on his hips and roars, "You're our dad! Mom said so!"

The second studies the officer's face. "Based on facial feature comparison, there's a 97.3% match. Confirmed: he's Dad."

The third cocks an ear. "His heartbeat is speeding up. He's lying."

The youngest takes a deep breath...

The officer's face changes. "Wait! Don't cry! I admit it! I admit everything!"

From then on, the whole military compound has one spicy mom and four little tyrants to contend with.

Running low on food? Mom pulls a sack of rice out of her personal dimension. "Oh, I found it on the road."

Someone comes looking for trouble? The eldest rolls up his sleeves, the second comes up with a plan, the third scouts ahead, and the youngest... handles the aftermath by crying.

The officer has a headache every day. "My wife is gentle and virtuous, and my kids are sweet and well-behaved."

The entire military compound: "???"