The 1970s: My Vile Mother-in-Law Spreads False Rumors

When Su Wanwan opened her eyes, she was lying on a drafty earthen bed while her wicked mother-in-law tried to snatch her dowry and spread rumors that she was promiscuous.

Just as her awful relatives were about to beat her to death, the door came crashing down. A blood-covered, stone-faced, rugged man, all 188 centimeters of him, kicked everyone over and stabbed a military knife into the table. “Touch my wife and die!” A national-level agricultural sciences PhD in her previous life, she decided on the spot to claim this fiercely protective mad dog as her own.

Outsiders laughed that the bad-luck magnet would torment her to death sooner or later. But they didn’t know that Su Wanwan had activated a space-time farm and unlocked a complete set of supply-store goods from the 1970s.

With endless meat coupons and fine grain at her disposal, she was doted on day after day by her max-level soldier husband in an era of scarcity.

But late at night, the rugged man would pin her against the door, eyes red. “Wanwan, are you a human or a goddess?”