[Storage space + transmigration between two worlds + no romance + face-slapping + raising children + beachcombing + stockpiling]
Xu Anning was the cannon-fodder ex-wife in a sweet romance whose male lead died young, a foil meant to make the main couple's love shine.
In the original story, the heroine had twins, a boy and a girl, and every one of her children grew up to be successful. She lived a life of comfort and privilege. Meanwhile, Xu Anning gave birth to four daughters, earning her in-laws' scorn, and none of her girls met a good end. She spent the bitter winter washing clothes until her hands were covered in chilblains, then died less than a year after giving birth to a daughter.
As the foil whose role was to highlight the heroine's doting family and the male lead's love, Xu Anning's life was all the more miserable the happier the heroine's was.
After reading the entire so-called sweet romance, resentment and fury drove Xu Anning to be reborn in 1957, back to the time when she was pregnant and her husband had tricked her into believing he was dead.
Xu Anning: The Chen family will die!!!
Perhaps the heavens pitied her so much that after giving her a second life, they also granted her access to a game world set in the future, where goods could be traded back and forth!
What?! The mussels, gooseneck barnacles, clams, razor clams, and even small groupers the villagers picked up to feed their chickens and ducks sold for dozens or even hundreds of pounds in the other world!
What?! White rice there cost only about two yuan per pound! Meat cost just over ten yuan per pound! And you didn't need ration coupons for any of the household-name goods!
What?! The currencies of the two worlds could even be exchanged at a rate of 100 to 1!
Looking ahead to the three-year famine, Xu Anning swore she would raise her children until they were plump and healthy! She'd stockpile supplies and make them eat their words! She just wondered how many rounds of denunciation letters that scumbag and his shameless mistress could take!
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