Transmigrating into a Book in the 1970s: My Cannon-Fodder Cousin Has a Tailoring Space

[Transmigrate into a Period Novel + Military Marriage + Tailoring Space + Farming + Face-Slapping Vile Relatives + Feel-Good Story + No Saintly Heroine]

Su Jinxiu opens her eyes to find the whole village staring at her for "staying out all night."

Her scumbag fiancé publicly calls off their engagement. Her sweet-talking cousin pretends to cry as she urges Jinxiu to accept her fate and marry an elderly widower. Her vicious grandmother raises a broom, ready to beat to death this "shameless money pit."

Well, it turns out that a modern, award-winning fashion designer like her has transmigrated into a period novel as the cannon-fodder cousin who envies the heroine and is eventually sold to a fifty-year-old widower.

Accept her fate? Not a chance.

She publicly exposes the entire scheme her cousin used to ruin her reputation, with clear reasoning and airtight evidence, delivering a resounding face-slap.

The engagement is off? Just what she wanted. But she won’t return a single cent of the betrothal gifts, and she’ll be charging extra for emotional damages.

Then the disabled military officer leaning on his cane suddenly speaks up: "I’ll marry her."

Everyone: ?

After the wedding, Su Jinxiu activates the old sewing kit left behind by her grandmother and binds herself to the "Period Tailoring Space."

Other people have no fabric to make clothes? Her space is piled high with it.

Other people are short on ration coupons? The coupons she saves by improving military uniforms can buy half a pig.

Other people try to frame her for profiteering? Sorry, she has an official appointment letter stamped by the military district.

Her cousin Su Jinyao gets jealous and tries to steal from her? She’ll get a face-slap every single time. No mercy.

The disabled officer’s leg gradually heals, and he grows ever more clingy. "Wife, what are you wearing today? Let me do up your buttons."

Su Jinxiu: "...Isn’t your leg healed?"

Gu Beichen replies, perfectly matter-of-fact: "My hand was injured too. It needs rehabilitation."

The whole military district: "Sister-in-law, spare our eyes!"