The day Su Youwei transformed into an ancient widow, her mother-in-law and her aunt were forcing her to separate the family.
Three days after giving birth, there were three babies waiting to be fed, half a bag of moldy brown rice, and a dilapidated house with air leakage. This is all her possessions.
"Who can afford to raise a baby without a father?"
"If you give birth to a girl and treat it as a treasure, let's see how you starve to death!"
Su You smiled.
In her previous life, she built a business empire from scratch, and in this life she traveled through time with a tens-billion-dollar supermarket system. Would she be afraid of these short-sighted relatives?
Polished rice? She has! Beef patties? Enough! Milk powder, medicines and daily necessities? The system mall has everything you need!
Five kilograms of polished rice was hired in public, and the best mother-in-law was so jealous that she vomited blood.
Half a piece of beef cake won people's hearts, and the whole village's strong laborers lined up to wait for her to work for her.
Mrs. Li is trying to blackmail her by saying "you are hiding private food"? Su Youwei sneered: "The rice is mine, and I make my own rules. Want to separate? No way!"
Wang Cuihua pointed at her nose and called "Widow Croft"? When she turned around, she was slapped in the face: the aroma of the "Pheasant Crash" stew spread throughout the camp, and her children were so greedy that they acted wildly in the street.
What makes people even more envious is that the seriously injured general who broke into the camp late at night was revived by her using the system's magic medicine, and he has become her strongest supporter ever since...
"Sisters! This time I won't pretend anymore and show my cards. Who said that widows should be bullied? I have money and a system. Whoever dares to touch my child will let his whole family drink from the northwest wind!"
