The System Has a Pocket Dimension, So I Weave to Raise Kids and Flee the Famine

[Soul Transmigration] [System Space] [Weaving Crafts] [Disaster and Refugee Flight] [Effortless Motherhood] [Raising Kids] [Building Wealth] [Strong Female Lead] [No CP]

Ma Dongmei transmigrates into an ancient world, opening her eyes to a disastrous start from the very beginning:

A madwoman in the body she now inhabits, a missing husband, a ten-year-old daughter, and a seven-year-old son.

A bare-bones home with no food or grain, a village bully making trouble, and a severe drought on the way.

The only good news is that she's bound to a Weaving System.

Though the System is so poor it can barely make a sound, trading and answering questions both cost points, and its space is only one square meter.

But Ma Dongmei isn't afraid. In her previous life, she was a master of traditional intangible cultural heritage weaving.

Grass, rattan, bamboo, willow: she can work with them all.

She weaves straw sandals to earn points, then trades them for salt, rice, and soap.

She weaves rattan baskets to sell for copper coins, supporting her children and the whole clan.

Six months later, disaster strikes, and the whole village flees.

While others are too hungry to walk, her space is stocked with food and medicine.

With a long road ahead, she uses the System's question-and-answer feature to avoid bandits and epidemics.

After settling in a deserted village surrounded by rattan and bamboo, she smiles:

This is where my weaving empire begins.